Outdoor Man and I have recently returned from a trip to
Greece during which we traveled back from the island of Paxos by speedboat.
The skipper and his only crew member talked animatedly the
whole of the journey, repeatedly jabbing their fingers in the direction of the
coastline and it would appear (although I don’t speak Greek) discussing the
best route to follow.
None of this would of course have held much interest for me
except that bouncing across the waves, I could not help but notice that they
anxiously clicked worry beads through their fingers.
In circumstances where these beads are intended to guard against
bad luck it would be tempting to think that it was a result of the amber pieces
being hit against each other than we navigated safely back to shore. I was even
told that in Greece there is a worry bead ritual for bridegrooms to follow on
the night before their wedding.
Perhaps there are times when we should all have a set to help find our way through troubled waters.
