I was out biking yesterday, pulling Frankie in her cart through all the surrounding neighborhoods. Everything bloomed while we were away for a week in Jamaica. Even the two massive old trees which form our Summer canopy out front developed buds since we left on Easter Sunday. It was a nice way to reenter our real lives. All week long Gayle and I would gush to any Jamaican who would listen how incredible it is there, with the electric blue water, jungle green mountains and just a couple fluffy clouds in the bright blue sky. That doesn’t begin to account for the people, both gorgeous inside and out. One of our servers asked us where we were from, and we said “Ohio.”
“Well is it nice in Ohio?” I think we said, “yes, but in a much different way.”
I rode around yesterday with my happy little daughter in tow and thought that it is really nice in Ohio. A full week of completely unplugging was a pretty glorious thing, with no thoughts of where the next meal would come from, or how many emails needed a response, or how much sleep we were hoping to get. It was all sun and fun, love, and fine Jamaican rum.
I didn’t return with too many new revelations, other than that I was so freaking grateful to our families, our kids, my job and clients, and ourselves for making it happen. It was a thorough cleanse of our tightly wound motors. Everything loosened those first couple days, and I felt myself in perpetual alignment with the moment. It’s a blessing to move through an experience like that with little to no thought of past and future. We turned off every internal and external signal, and just coasted along.
I could lie and say that I’m back with a vengeance, but I’m trying to ease back into everything more smoothly. Time almost doesn’t exist in Jamaica, and I tried to smuggle a little of that way of life into my suitcase. It’s good to be here, back with our families around, nice tans, some fine photos, and the knowledge that it did actually happen. We had a great, GREAT time.
I took books and lists, and a calendar to write in, which I barely touched. Upon return I only have one Big Plan: to keep doing whatever it is that I’ve been doing for the last 4 years, because it’s working. 
