For Christmas break, we went to Grand Caymen Island. I had not
thought too much about the Amelia Island
incident, as I had been
too busy with other material life duties.
Here I was again, up before everyone
else at the ocean.
I made coffee, grabbed the book I was reading and strolled
liesurely across the soft
sand to a lounge chair perfectly
positioned before our first floor rented condo.
I was alone on the beach
and it was wonderful. I settled
in and commenced to sip and read, feeling totally relaxed.
And...there
they were again, my "little friends".
(if you're lost, read Amelia Island Insight)
I
was so happy. I just sat and watched them.
I'd read some, and watch them and read some more.
It
was like sitting with old friends.
After this incident, I began seeing them more and more and now
they
are my constant companions. I am never alone.
I have been joined by my Overself and I am complete.
With
Love, Vicki
