Surround yourself with people who feel like Sunlight
In exactly one month Nash, Xavi and I will travel to the United Kingdom God willing. We will reside there for a bit while Nash pursues further studies. Over the next 30 days, I will be celebrating and sharing some of the things I will miss the most about Anguilla.
Sunlight pretty much 365 days of the year tops the list!
If you know me at all you know that I am a ‘sun’ girl. My curtains are pulled aside every morning as I welcome the sunshine. I love how every room in my home smiles as the sun’s rays dance and create beautiful patterns on the walls.
Oh how I celebrate the warmth the sunlight brings! It energizes me. It feeds my body, heart and my soul. Fans and gentle island breezes through my open windows are enough to keep me happy and cool during the hot summer months.
So if there was one thing I could bottle and take with me, it would be Anguilla’s vibrant and rejuvenating sunshine goodness. You see I studied in England for a year. I know many of my days there will be greeted with grey skies and expected or sudden rainfall. I’ve experienced the frigid temperature during winter which will seep through my layers of clothing and try to caress my skin in the same way I lovingly allow and welcome the sunshine to. I am not going to pretend to love the rain or grey skies or snow. However, I am sure there will be beauty there as my mind and heart are open to receive it.
So I am preparing to trade in my flip flops for boots and blue skies for grey ones. My hope is that if I can’t have sunshine that I can be faith and joy and sunshine where ever I go. I am also blessed and grateful to be travelling with a special version of sunlight; they go by the names Nash and Xavi. As we prepare to call a new place home my prayer is to find a community which feels like sunlight .
I am writing an entire series about things I will miss once we leave Anguilla. See below some of the posts.
Now back to the rain :). The poem below by Shel Silverstein made me laugh. Hope it makes you smile too.
Rain by Shel Silverstein
I opened my eyes
And looked up at the rain,
And it dripped in my head
And flowed into my brain,
And all that I hear as I lie in my bed
Is the slishity-slosh of the rain in my head.
I step very softly,
I walk very slow,
I can’t do a handstand–
I might overflow,
So pardon the wild crazy thing I just said–
I’m just not the same since there’s rain in my head.
Follow me on this blog (or perhaps a new blog coming soon) and on my Instagram page @shelleciabjohnson as this ‘sun-loving’ girl transitions and builds a new (temporary) life in sunshine deprived England :).
May you too be sunshine wherever you go.