Mid-Summer Daze Dream

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Lazy days. Basking in the sun, the sea, and the sand. Trailed by long quiet starry nights. When you think of summer, what do you think of? Strange question but sometimes some things come so naturally that we don’t give it much thought. But curiosity sparked I searched google for definitions. Here’s what I found which may be useful for Floridians and Caribbean Globe trotters who celebrate summer all year round.

Summer is the warmest season of the year and runs from June to August in the northern Hemisphere …(duh).

Summer is a time to embrace personal delights. Essentially do special things that inspire relaxation and enjoyment. This may include things like getting better at something. Taking on a passion (learn a new language, sport, pastime). Or simply just being. Kids look forward to tons of fun! Not to mention changing schools …to them a sign of growing up (smile). High school Grads activate college acceptance, and make preps for their new campus living (much to the despair of new empty nesters).

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But let’s face it, Summer is a time to chill. Here are some fun stuff  that you can do this summer (extracted from real simple).

ENJOY NOSTALGIA

See a movie at the drive in
Blow bubbles
Walk on the boardwalk

Play tag or a childhood game

Win a prize at the fair

Build a sandcastle at the beach

 

EAT and DRINK

Eat a whole lobster with your hands

Roast marshmallows over fire and make s’mores

Make lemonade from scratch

 

THE GREAT OUTDOORS

Pick wildflowers

Swim in a lake

Rent a bike

Go fishing

Go camping

Go for a hike

Go kayaking or canoeing

 

JUST BECAUSE

Collect seashells at the beach

Take a last-minute road trip

See a summer blockbuster

Walk barefoot in the grass

Get caught in a summer rainstorm

Sleep with the windows open

So go ahead! Explore! Have a popsicle and Make some new Memories this summer!

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Anecdote. The Ties that Bind

I Met Gee for the first time through my uncle and aunt in the big city. We immediately clicked. Did many things together until I decided to return to my hometown.
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At a new job in my hometown I met a young lady. Very warm, friendly, and approachable. Immediately we clicked. We chatted on and off at intervals over time.

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Years later I had my second child and decided to take her to pre-school at the age of two. As she grew she stayed in the same school. Time passed; kids play; and a friendship developed among three little girls. Immediately they clicked.

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At a school event parents were invited. It was only then that my little girl and I realized that the kids belonged to the mother I had met at the job in my hometown. Time passed. Later I found out that the girls’ mom was married to the son of my friend Gee…who I met through my aunt and uncle years earlier.

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Eventually I discovered that Gee’s daughters were friends with my older daughter. They had met while on campus studying. Not surprising, they became great friends.
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Can one truly fathom these series of coincidences woven interconnectedly across the seas in various places? Oh the ties that bind our hearts together in distant love. No longer are we just friends, but consider ourselves family. Oh the ties that bind.

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Maps: My Muse, My Story.

Where I’m From

Jamaica. Lazy Beaches. No Problem


Where I’ve Lived

Toronto, Canada

 

Florida. The Sunshine State

 

 

Washington DC. The Nation’s Capital

Furthest I’ve Traveled

Kenya, East Africa

Where I Want to Go

 

Venice. Dreams of  Cafes and Gondola

 

Paris. The City of Lights

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A Single Day

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Strange. It seems I could hardly breathe. Strapped in my ski boots almost 12,000 ft. on the Mountain range in Breckenridge, Colorado, something seemed awry. A novice, I spent most of the morning learning the nuances of skiing while my daughter snowboarded. Feeling accomplished, I decided to have a sumptuous lunch.

35 Minutes later I rushed back to pick up where I left off climbing higher with my guide. Strange though…I could hardly breathe. Starting to feel weak and out of breath, my guide reacted quickly and explained that I was experiencing mountain/altitude sickness. Confused, discouraged, and rather disappointed, I reluctantly responded to medics who eventually escorted me down via the gondola.

Downhearted yet trusting, I spent the rest of the afternoon watching the experienced and other novice skiers rise higher to steer their way down the slope. Being an openly adventurous person with little or no fear to take risks, that was my first encounter with altitude sickness. Will that stop me? Never!

Snow! White! Powder! Can’t wait to get to the Breck again! It’s totally epic!

Survive. Mourn. Rebuild 

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Tears in the night..awaken to the voice of the weather forecaster’s prediction of “Lots of sunshine; everything remains calm”. Calm I say? Calm? How can everything be calm?

Only a day before terror skirted the environs of the happiest place on earth…Orlando. A place now scarred by the insane. A place now recorded as the deadliest nightmare in U.S. History.

Tis sad. Questions reign. How? What? Why?

Mourn we must. But then after, we must take courage and turn our questions into acts of Valor. Acts of strength to survive. Acts of boldness, togetherness. Only then will we be able to dispel fear. Together we move forward. Together we rebuild.

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A Piece of Work


I bought this piece of artwork in Mombasa, Kenya, East Africa during a visit. I have loved the piece ever since. It’s very simple. Didn’t break the bank but for some reason I like it a lot. I guess maybe it’s due to its simplicity.

Looking at it it tells a story that can be interpreted however I like. I could critique their dress. I could ponder what they’re talking about? Are they preparing for a fight? Going hunting? Or simply learning from each other?

No matter what, the simplicity of this photo sparks my interest. Not only that, but it also is a reminder of a trip to a beautiful land. The land of Roots.

A Cup of Coffee

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If we were having coffee right now I’d tell you how much I still love my delicious black tea. It seems I am never able to quiet my desire for that soothing hot taste. The drive and energy it gives reinvigorates my day. Sometimes I sneak away for fear of those questioning eyes saying…”what’s up with her and her constant commute to the coffee machine”? Forget them I say! I work more assiduously when I’m fully dosed up!

If we were having coffee right now, I’d tell you that I’ve started this …well not really started but revamped my blog. That said, WordPress has this amazing Blogging University which is available for those who are interested in pushing their personal writing careers up a notch. So I decided to enroll and have been doing so for the past six months. The thought came to me after I published my book on Success Strategies and considered it an advantage to share insights on success, inspiration and motivation to those who need a lil push to get things underway. Through enrollment in different courses, I have learned how to fix my blog just the way I like it. Mistakes do occur, but I stealthily correct and am now able to put thoughts and ideas into my nonacademic writing.

If we were having coffee right now I’d tell you that I’m even into taking pictures! I love candid shots! Never been a fan of ‘posing’ (I’ll save that for when I am on the runway)! Pictures bring life to my writing! Hence my childlike interest.

If we were having coffee right now I’d tell you that my love for travelling, and taking in the breathtaking view of the sun, sand, and sea has been reminiscent of my past memories of my youthful years. I now make haste to use those weekend scurried days …being a workaholic and all (confession – smile). It’s no secret that pulling away forces our thinking skills to greater heights. So I have decided to reconnect with nature’s streams, rivers, and sea.

If we were having coffee right now, I’d tell you that we need to do this more. Meeting with you my friend provides that insatiable desire to bare my heart, my soul to someone who understands life’s simple things void of embarrassment. So cheers to you my coffee mate! Soon we shall surely meet.

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Disconnected: Writing, Not Writing

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A workaholic, insatiable learner, and serial volunteer. That’s what I do when I’m not writing. I volunteer in activities that contribute to the growth and personal development of individuals. My passion is connected to my vision to see a world where individuals can become successful, however they define it. So I invest the time to speak with individuals and groups throughout the local, national, and international community. Totally satisfying!

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In search of being refreshed, I recharge through family play and engaging in the world of film. I hunger for movies. Drama, sci-fi, action, comedy, love…, it doesn’t matter, it all works! It reboots my mind. And when it’s done, I’m able to return to my past-time,  to write.

Here ends my tale of writing, and not writing.

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A Time to Play

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Gaining the distance from words, enabling fresh perspective. Florida’s beauty ignites joy, swims, laughs, and a time to play.

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