Thursday, October 31, 2013

Loving the Life I Live

Thursday, October 31, 2013
2:00 PM

Musings for Today

I was born, raised, and lived in STL all my life, 10 years before retirement I decided that I did not want STL to be the only place I had ever lived. I had been all over the US, and to many Caribbean Islands, so I started journaling the places I visited. I also came to the conclusion that one of the Islands would be suitable for me, I begun going through the alphabet seeking that place, I soon realized which one would be my Home.

I made the decision to move to Jamaica after many years of traveling to other places but finding that even after a few weeks  in places around the USA or other places in the Caribbean, Bahamas, Mexico, there was still something missing, that it seemed I could only Satisfy in Jamaica. So I made the choice.

I made friends with a Jamaican living in Canada and the first day we met she asked me, "So what will you do when you retire to Jamaica"? I realsied that I had been hearing that from All the Jamaican friends I met in my travels as a Tourist. "What will you do when you move to Jamaica" I am sure my Family were Alarmed and friends were curious, Co workers did not believe me, I understand many discussions regarding my plans were had and most came to the conclusion it would Never happen.

When  asked what will I do in Jamaica my answer was always I will Live, Enjoy and just have a great time. Be a Beach bum, travel to every nook and cranny of it,  just Full Joy my life, my new chapter, perhaps the final chapters. Jamaican friends where amazed at the fact that I would retire to do nothing in Jamaica. One Woman's trash is another Woman's Treasure. One Man's Dream is another man's Nightmare. And this one belonged to me. my Dream, my decision.

I retired December 28, 2008, was due to fly to Jamaica on December 30, 2008 but due to not being satisfied with the things I packed, I canceled my flight rebooked it, repacked and arrived at my new home on January 1, 2009. That first year was filled with lots of fun and meeting new people, most that I don't even see nor want to see now. Some Really nice ones and some who did not make the grade, or perhaps I did not make the grade, whatever the reason, I learned many new lessons about life and the way humans treat each other.

One of the lessons learned is that No matter Where I Go, There I am and after 58 years and now almost 62 I realize that In life you have to be able to make a choice, like turning on a dime. Quick. I've also learned that whatever I do it has to be my Choice.

Now almost 4 years later, I am not a beach bum, hell rarely do I make it to the Beach, a lot goes on there lots that I'm not interested in being a part of, but lots of fun things also. I also though I would continue my Life style of moving when company came, the reality is you can not survive living in Jamaica if you do it as a Tourist. You have to learn to budget, and learn to assimilate yourself into the Culture, from living, to shopping even be choosy in the friends you make.

I spend a lot of time home, reading books, on the computer, talking to family/friends on the phone, going to shows and out to lunch or dinner but mainly we cook at home. I am not the Jet set Diva that I actually never was, but thought having so much time on my hands would afford me, I am still me, the Woman who loves doing the things above, along with Family and Friends with out  a lot of fan fare. Simple. Sweet. Fun.
I've found an even greater appreciation for the finer and Simpler things life in Jamaica has to offer. Like now the rain is falling and I still stop what I am doing to gaze out, or go out into to just feel it, as it cleanses the kinks from my body, I love gazing  out my window as the Children head off to school and watch over them as they pass my Window on their way home. I enjoy spending time with friends on a road trip to the South coast to pelican Bar and YS Falls, or a day in my yard in Clarendon holding class for my little relatives, going to May Pen to work on the computer and later to KFC to pick up dinner, I enjoy coming out of my house and sitting on my country bench as I watch my Friends who work in the cane fields as the go off to work and being there waiting as they come home some looking for me to give me a shout out. In Negril it's different a more private yard but close to the road to enjoy the same sights people, children on their way to the places that are on their schedule.

Being here has taught me that it is OK to be me, Ok to just run as much or as little to the things that please me and I don't have to be in a rush to get there, I learned Jamaica No Problem because being here is all about Me, and the many People I have met Along the Way.  I like that.

Friday, May 17, 2013

Prince Valley Guest House Part 6 Last Day

May 6, 2013

I stayed up and packed last night for our departure, Alisa had already gone to bed, I finished and went out once more in the night to soak in the last bit of night time in the Blue Mountains  I could consume, maybe around 3 AM I finally turned in. Night Sounds. Nature Sounds. Sounds of the Mountains. There were lights all over the Mountain it's funny how we went up to come down. When you travel around  Jamaica you may be ground level and  see mountains or hills off  in the distance, you would be amazed that if you  take a road that brings you into the Mountains  how much life exists within them. After that Refreshing/Replenishing  walk yesterday and next resting up while sitting and Reasoning with  our neighbor Hazel and  being able to talk about things that were on my mind and her's as well from Family and Friends to Our lives, which took us into a conversation you can only have with a Stranger, one  you may never see again, but at the moment the bond is that Deep/Superficial kind (Contradiction?. Hell Yes) that allows you to get everything you wanted to say to a person who has walked a diverse life but parallel path. So much in common but actually nothing.

I  love the saying that people come into your life for a Season. A Reason. or a Lifetime.

I am meeting so many of these Special People since moving here. People that I am Influencing and those who are Influencing Me. Some that I have never nor will ever meet.  Also those who would Love  to Affect  me to suit thier purposes.

Not sure where Hazel will fall perhaps she was for a Season, which this Vacation was, and now it is over,  We may stay in touch via Face book for a while, but it really dosen't matter we had a time, a time when both she and I learned some things, got some things off our chests, because as strangers we have no reason to share nor betray that personal secret  that we shared with anyone. Who but us would care. She is a lovely Woman wise beyond her years. I feel Blessed to have met her and in such a magical Place.

Next Jackie, hard working Woman Intelligent. Warm. Talented. Shy. A Nurturer,  But Easy Going. Strong. We spent some time talking but I knew her mind was always on the next task, of a place that from her obvious touches she Loves a Work in Progress. Much Respect Jackie

Robert Hard Hard working  Man with a Vision and a Dream who has been Blessed with the Intelligence to do what needs to be done to make them both Happen. The type of man that mothers would wish to Grow. Well Respected and known through out  the entire mountain.

I wish much Success to All three. I know I  will see Robert and Jackie again because I will be returning to Prince Valley.

Packing Done. Breakfast Done. Sitting over Roberts homegrown from his Farm Blue Mountain coffee,  for one last time together. Pictures and Hugs and Thank Yous and Promises. One Day.

These are not Stars in the Sky. Homes in the many tiers of the Cake. Blue Mountains.

We head down the Mountain past the Church where the members welcomed us with a good morning, Good Night and an invite to come in to Worship and to a BarBQ. Past the many stops we made so that I could rest while pretending to take pictures.  past Robert's cement built by him swimming pool. Past the house of the man in the yellow shirt who waved and greeted us from  the other side of the mountain,  Past Alisia's creek, she loves water views, of Oceans or the Sea, but she found a little stream and was quite satisfied with that. Past   Karen's Bar/Shop, a woman who allowed me into her home to use the Restroom, whose Father later asked "Why you so Fat" but still made us feel welcome in his space. Past the the Coffee Shop  and Internet Cafe, past the Restaurant that we never made it too. We were Very Satisfied with every meal that Jackie and Robert cooked. Past Spanish Town, Past New Castle Military Training Camp ,. Past StrawBerry Hill, Red Light, Papine. Gordon Town.  Thank You Very much. It was Pure Joy.

Heading out of the Blue Mountains.

Prince Valley Guest House The name should be Prince Valley Home. You feel that you really have come Home.