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Perfect Timing.

Is there really a perfect time to do anything? I use to think so, but now I’m not so sure. Maybe the idea of the perfect time does not rest with luck but with us.

We seem to belief that things happen by chance – well some of us do. Therefore, we sit back and wait for the perfect opportunity to move, to chase things down or receive what’s always been coming to us. When none of that happens we instead fall back on the comfortable cushion of, “it wasn’t the right time guys”. For some of us when we never see what we want to see, it never ever will be the right time.

It will never be the perfect timing because we have cultivated a negative perspective of our circumstances. Sometimes when we are waiting for the right time, we do not realize that things have been happening to and around us and worse still that the perfect timing was always there, waiting for us to seize it, before it left us because of our inactivity. We feel we will make a move when we are ready but on our own, we will never be ready.

Does it mean we have to act on everything right away? I also do not think we need to grab whatever comes and run with it. We really need to think about what we are getting into before we commit. There is real value in waiting, because it is what is required at the time. But if we pass up opportunities because we are waiting for the perfect time then this reason alone is flawed. The opportunity that you think is a great one that just came at the wrong time according to you, may never come your way again. Maybe it’s not up to you to determine the right time. If you prayed for something and you are given it, why then do you refuse to accept it because for you it came ten days too early? That thinking is madness, and don’t worry it is a madness That I too have been guilty of.

How often do the stars align? Here is what I think, everything will never come together perfectly. Thinking about it, do we really need that to happen. Don’t we get more excitement out of the journey than the destination? Or maybe not, but the idea that things happen perfectly, only happens in a perfect world and we don’t have one. Also guess what? Stars are usually aligned, and will always be, as long as they are around. So too, you will find that there is no grand event that will make you rich, successful or happy. The opportunities have already been set aside for us by God, all we have to do is to forget the perfect time and reach for them in time.

No Time To lose.

Well the celebrations are over and life to goes on.

It’s the second day of 2020 and many are busy trying to begin their New Year’s resolutions and so it’s the peak of mass self-discipline.

There is a feeling in the air of something new, of something wonderful being just around the corner…

It could be the imagination, imagining something that our minds have conjured. Or not. Who knows!

However, what is true is that there is no time to lose. If we want to get things done, we can’t wait until a certain time to get in the mood. We have to hit the ground running. So, if we want to start a new business or a new career, we probably should have started last year, but if we did not, we need to start like yesterday. Ah well there is today!

If you were always shooting done the ideas you had, commit to doing every single one, no matter how uncomfortable they make you or how extreme they may seem.

If you think you can’t make a decision, be more committed to doing so today. If you are not good at making long term commitments and would like to start, don’t wait until you are comfortable with the idea – you may never be.

There is never a good way to start anything you want to do, you just have to just do it.

The Right Timing.

To be alive──is Power!
― Emily Dickinson

It’s not Paradise, It’s Life…

I recently went to Royalton Blue Waters, for three days and two night on an annual staff trip. I thought I would be writing about my time there: about the Calypso restaurant and the wonderful staff or the Zen a Japanese restaurant, where our meals were prepared before us, while we are entertained in song, sung by the chefs and encouraged to catch a choice piece of mouthwatering bite as it goes flying across the table.

I could have written about any number of things, about Polly the Rastafari craft vendor I met on the first day at the beach, who sold us bags and spoke about Inity and love; maybe next time I will. But on the second night, the group I was with and I met Michael Daley; and it is based on our conversation with him that I am writing this post.

We met and sat beside Mr. Daley and his family of seven at the Zen restaurant. We all sat to to have what had been sold to us as a once in a life time experience. So with great anticipation we sat to enjoy our meals. From time to time we exchanged smiles and laughter as we truly had a very unique dining experience. When the meal was over, most of those present had already left when we decided that maybe it was time to go, so that we could get out of the way of those who had a nine o’clock reservation.

It was as we were about to leave that Mr. Daley decided to engage us in a conversation that lasted almost an hour.

Gemstones From Mike

Mike, it turns out is a very resourceful and success driven man of God. His current venture, he informed us was the purchase of a piece of land in the same areas as the Natural water wonder, the Luminous Lagoon in Falmouth. However, in his sharing of this milestone, there was no conceit no attitude o, ” look at me I have done all of this”. He indicated that his purchase was based on a seven day period of fasting and praying to God for guidance. By the way he was also praying because he had no idea where the money was coming from to purchase the property!

Image result for luminous lagoon falmouth — Luminous Lagoon Falmouth

Apart from his very inspiring story of coming from Spanish Town – FYI, I am also a Spanishtonian (those born and raised in Spanish Town). He indicated the need to make God the head and not the tail of everything he did. He encouraged us to put God first in everything, seek His counsel and not anyone. Though advice from close friends and family maybe invaluable, they can also lead us away pursuing the things we ought to pursue or do. He also reminded us of something we know but sometimes forget,that is, to not settle for what we have if there is more we can achieve. We know when we have settled and we know why. Sometimes when we need it the most along comes a message to remind us that we are not where we need to be. We may have more growth to make and more things to do. For us also, we may find ourselves doing the same things and expecting a different result. Mike reminded us of the need to try new things and get out of our routine. There he was about to become a hotelier, something he has never been but a path he has committed to, as he embarks on this new journey.

Then, there was the last but certainly not least piece of gem , no matter what you do and what you achieve God always needs to get the glory. Sometimes we are so happy, so excited, so consumed by our own sense of importance that we forget about God’s part in what we achieved. However, we need to remember that our stories of success and what we have been able to do are all lies if God is not a part of the telling.

Beyond the Pity, “Brother I’m Dying” by Edwidge Danticat

Before reading this memoir I had found the novels I had read by Danticat, shocking, painfully shocking and painfully sad. I decided that I was not so much a fan of her work because they were too potent in their delivery of love, loss and survival. It was just too real!

I had always seen reading as an escape -usually from things I could not come to terms with, that were often in some way traumatic. I think that is why I got into reading romance novels. They had nothing to do with reality – at least my reality – and though I knew these depictions were rubbish, they were entertaining, you always knew it would end good for the ones who were painted as the good ones, the good but damaged ones, and finally that you could withdraw at any point you felt like cause, hey, it was not real. Reality is a lot harder to digest man.

So I read Krik? Krak! and Breath, Eyes, Memory and though they were compelling and very engaging, I found I just could not deal with the sadness and the terror that were evoked in me. A great deal of this terror was knowing that just like these characters, I could suffer, that I was vulnerable to the whims and wishes of people in this world who seemed to have so much unwarranted power. It reminded me to my core that you cannot construct a life on the fantasy of never experiencing deep and sometimes all consuming loss. I was shook. So I decided not to delve deeper into the oeuvre of Ms. Danticat.

Until I had to…

So, after a few years of recovery from my encounter with that kind of reality, I had to once again approach the works of Danticat, and being older and wiser I thought I was ready. Brother I’m Dying– a memoir – is a personal family account and I figured that since no family is perfect , ” this wont be so bad”. Well their was an unease throughout the story as I read about the nuances of a family and people caught between their dreams desires, resilience and unfavorable happenstance. Until I reached Alien 27041999. From here I became a watering pot. If the water in the Caribbean basin had suddenly gone dry in that moment I would have been able to fill it. Man I cried until my throat hurt, till my eyes burned and at one point I wondered if I would ever stop. I cried for a man I never knew but who deserved so much more dignity and consideration than was given to him. I cried for the double loss of two men reduced to many kinds of diseases both natural and man-made; I cried for the injustice of their circumstances. I cried for them, I cried for all those I had lost to know what real loss really means – I was innocent once. I cried for how vulnerable we truly are but don’t know or won’t acknowledge it. I cried all the way to the end.

I went to bed and slept then woke up thinking about how unfair Joseph Dantica was treated. And when I closed my eyes I saw the decapitated head, the bodies having been denied burial lying in the street. And I could not sleep. So much injustice in this world with no way to sweep it out.

I have to read it once more to see what I missed and what I could not see clearly. But I have to prepare myself and get a cry cloth. Maybe next time the experience wont be so jumbled…

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