Goldilocks this place is perfect for you!!Originally Posted by goldilocks
Goldilocks this place is perfect for you!!
And I appreciate YOU, Ms. Schuttzie for sticking around and for your kind comments. Being in Jamaica brings out the "giver" in me like it does to so many others on this board. In between reaches, I shop with kids in mind. Yesterday I made the mistake of going into Old Navy and browsed by their summer clearance areas. Although I'm concentrating on backpacks & shoes I couldn't help filling a cart with shorts & tops because they were so reasonable and I'm so obsessed. When momz calls she doesn't say hello she says "Vi, what store are you in??"
Sorry to be so late to the party, I finally got an invite
Love the way you write, Vi, always...and have to nod and laugh at some things.
When you said you went on a boat with Elvis to Navy Island I was going to say I did too, until I saw his picture...not my Elvis. Checked my notes and I went with "PRESLEY...as in Elvis" - also from the marina and seriously looks like the same boat!
Glad I am now riding along...
Hello Liz and welcome. So glad you joined the ride. I know you are very familiar with a lot of, if not ALL, of these places so feel free to add your comments and thoughts. And thanks so much for the compliment.
I have to laugh out loud when I saw the name of your boat captain. Too funny.
This isn’t a “pack a lunch, bring the beach towels and a two-pound novel” place. It’s more of a “YOU is all you need to bring” place. A perfect site to experience total mind relaxation.
On a glorious sun saturated day like today one can come here to mentally drift away and get lost in the peaceful breeze that is always present. The tranquil sound of the water traveling over the rocks is your only disturbance.
After exploring the perimeter getting up close and personal with nature, I take my time entering the gentle current to claim a rock that would support me for a few minutes or more. Who tracks time when you find a sweet spot to linger in?? There I sit and enjoy the water as it streams over my feet and swollen ankles. The temp changes from cool to warm as it moves along and it feels utterly deeeevine! Rushing eagerly between my toes and every once in a while splashing the calves or sprinkling dots of wetness on my thighs.
My thoughts trend going from one thing to another as I sip the red stripe I manage to carry without wasting too much. Thoughts of giving thanks for just being in the center of a sparkling river flowing through one of God’s most beautiful creations, the island man named Jamaica. Thoughts of momz and if she could see what I see right now she would understand why I’m an unwavering Portland enthusiast. After pondering the two above I step out of my head. Jamaica is the only situation that allows me to get out and stay out of those rooms in my mind that stockpile worries, priorities, family needs, loved ones lost and regrets.
Sparkle, I was going to quote this too, lol! This is exactly how I've felt there and the childlike joy and laughter of the simplest things. We used to watch for long periods of time the crabs on the beach that go in and out of their holes digging, scooping out dirt. So much fun to give them a chip and see them try to pull it back into their hole, haha!
Such beautiful words, Vi, how you describe everything and cooling water bringing peace and tranquility!
I’m an unwavering Portland enthusiast. After pondering the two above I step out of my head. Jamaica is the only situation that allows me to get out and stay out of those rooms in my mind that stockpile worries, priorities, family needs, loved ones lost and regrets.
brilliant.
Thank you so much, Fun in the sun. Those words are still very true. Jamaica is my sanity.
The towering mountains and walls of green leave me breathless as I gaze upward at their height. The sun is hot, but not scorching my skin. The temperature suits me.
Watching the boys jump, flip and dive into the water forces me to giggle out loud. Not too many moments do that to me these days. Life, the majority of the time, doesn’t allow for much spontaneous, child-like outbursts of inner enjoyment. But Jamaica gives me enough of those moments to take with me that keep me smiling in the midst of back home pandemonium.
The Rio Grande as it travels through Fellowship, Portland is as non-intimidating as the little busu that cling to the rocks within it. I love this area for what it brings to my world…further proof that I am welcomed here and my reason to return.
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