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Thursday, 8 December 2011

The Rhythm of Life!

Ahhhh, we remember...This is what we crave......R E L A X....... The rhythm of life in the Caribbean is slower, constant, balanced...it's like the ocean; expand...contract-breathe...exhale...
Things get done, maybe more slowly, oh well...cuando sea-whatever, it's okay... Sometimes it really is about priorities. Rushing around, working more hours, packing more in...to get us...where? We are enjoying our kids, enjoying each other, experiencing each little miracle as it comes.
We collect stones and driftwood and shells. We have begun to daily create a "sculpture" on our living room table using these found objects. This is one of Gabriel's favourite parts of the mornings. It is absolutely black in the rainforest by 6 in the evening. We have no tv. We have ears. We have eyes. We have senses. We are learning again to use them. We listen to a symphony always, but when it is dark, our hearing becomes more finely tuned. The rainforest is so vitally ALIVE! And we are part of it. We watch our evening "slideshow"- our camera chip played on the ee pad, and take stock of our day...pura vida-good life!
Then we read aloud and it is not a dorky "chore" but a highlight-there's nothing else to "entertain" us but what we can access with our own interaction.
Met our next door neighbour, Erin, today. They are Canadian! From Victoria. Erin, her husband, Darrin, her father-in-law and mother-in-law are busy building a beautiful home. Erin's father-in-law was born in Portage la Prairie-like my dad!
Construction gets going bright and early at 6 am around here. People back home would be complaining! Have to shut things down by about 5:30 before it gets too dark to see what you're doing. We watch the workers WORK! Few power tools, haven't seen such thing as a bobcat... these guys dig trenches and basements by shovel and bucket, they mix cement in those small mixers like I remember my dad using to pave our driveway when I was a little kid.
Everywhere you go, people smile, look right at you and say "hola"! The smiles are genuine from people who have time and balance and the interest to connect with a greeting. We have all the timr in the world...right now...

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