I love how when I’m down or discouraged, a few words can come out of nowhere to settle, calm and restore.
Such a thing happened today when I was so very, very tired.
The inspiring women over at the Brave Girls Club sent through their daily email and this is what it said:
“You have plenty of time to figure it out….don’t put so much pressure on yourself.
Remember that most of us are alive for nearly 100 years…
and in those 100 years, we will have lots and lots of opportunities to get things right.
It is never too late……
and you can start over again every single day, for the rest of your life if that’s what it takes.
So sweet friend, cut yourself some slack…do better tomorrow….
count the victories you HAVE had….look how far you have come…..
and especially, look deep into that pure and beautiful heart of yours and see that THAT is who you are.
You are not your mistakes or your wrong turns or the weaknesses that you are STILL working on overcoming……
that is your human part……
you are the BIG BEAUTIFUL spirit part….
the one who keeps trying, every day.
So…keep it up…kiss yourself in the mirror
and tell your cute self that you are doing just fine.”
from the Brave Girls Club
I felt my whole being give a sigh of relief, even as tears of gratefulness sprang up. Isn’t it a wonderful thing to not have to go through hard times alone? Even if in that moment you can’t BE with a person who understands your heart and cheers you up, you can be with them in spirit through their words. I love that.
Having been given much needed permission to rest a bit, I thought we’d head to the peace and tranquility of a tropical island for a hearty breakfast and a wander through the rain.
Sonaisali Island, Fiji.
The lush greenery of this place never fails to settle my anxious thoughts, and listening to the patter of raindrops on the lily pads made it perfect.
Although I wouldn’t normally choose to eat breakfast at 5:30 a.m., a cheap red-eye flight landed me in Fiji at 5 a.m., long before my room was ready, so an outrageously early breakfast it was.
The nice thing about being up so early is that you’re the ONLY one up that early, save for the cooks who are clattering away in the hidden kitchens, emerging in their immaculate uniforms wearing huge smiles and carrying platters filled with luscious tropical fruits and steaming sausages, bacon, and hashbrowned potatoes.
It made me smile that I got to have a full English breakfast on this tiny island in Fiji. Right down to the beans in tomato sauce and roasted tomatoes. Delicious.
The fruit was so ripe and juicy it was nearly falling apart: sweet paw-paw, tart passionfruit, and crisp watermelon drizzled with lime juice.
It was lovely to sit by myself on the veranda next to the pool and overlooking the sea. I sat just out of touch of the rain, but close enough to hear it dripping through the palm trees and spattering quietly on my table.
I lingered long over my coffee and returned for a second bowl of fruit. You just can’t get pawpaw that fresh and delicious in North America.
The stress of my achingly long red-eye flight eased away and I felt so peaceful and so very, very grateful.
When the rain eased up a bit I thanked my hosts and went for a stroll around the property of the Sonaisali Island Resort.
Somehow the rain enhanced the vivid colors of the numerous tropical flowers blooming profusely overhead and underfoot. I didn’t know what half of them were but that didn’t bother me in the least. Such beauty does not need a name to be appreciated.
Everywhere I looked were flowers, each species so stunningly intricate and beautifully exotic.
I heard the rumble of thunder and decided it was time to head to the deserted beach to watch the storm roll in.
Yes, I got drenched. Absolutely soaked to the skin. And it was worth it. 🙂
Have you read any soul-strengthening words this week? If so, please share them in the comments. I’d love to read them too. 🙂