Lisa C Writes

In Jamaica I had time to think. I had time to think on things that had been weighing on me for a while. One of those things was my writing. I needed to clear my head in order to write. I needed to find out where my writing voice had gone. It seemed to have disappeared over the last few weeks. Vacationing allows me the space to clear my head and find the answers I've been looking for. So, I sat down at my computer desk to write and this is what came to me. Stories that are left untold / unwritten stay within you and turn into a form of something else. My stories that are left untold usually come out in the form of pictures, facial expressions, energy surging through my body. Energy that is felt by others who sometimes cannot explain what they are feeling. Stories left untold as my writing slips away from me stay within me and come out at different times, in different ways whenever they are ready.  I know this sounds like a bit of a ramble but it’s a story coming out in

On day three in Jamaica, enjoying a swim with David in the warm and gentle waters, a jellyfish decides I’m the snack of the day. Yes, I got stung by a jellyfish for the first time ever in my life. OUCH! We were swimming alone, it was beautiful. The sun was settling in for evening but it was still light outside. The water was warm but not as cozy as we would have liked. The amount of seaweed and little stones that were in the water was annoying to say the least. This was one of the reasons David carried me the entire time we were in the water. We bathed, laughed, played like kids, had an intimate conversation right in the middle of the beach. We weren’t too far from the shore but enough to where the water covered his chest. I loved being in his arms. I loved the conversation we were having as well. It’s something about vacations and the many love lessons you can learn while away.  When it was time to go David picked me up further on his hips and began walking to the shor

Have you ever visited a place and feel like you belonged there? You have a sense of belonging, and feeling like "home" is all around you. This is how I felt when we step outside of the airport after landing in Jamaica last week Friday.  David and I have never been to Jamaica together or alone. It's surprising because we've always had a heavy Jamaican influence over our lives since we were young. We grew up around so many Jamaicans when we lived in Brooklyn, NY. We've been influenced by the music, food, and culture all of our lives but have never visited until now. You can only imagine the delight we experienced. It was the best. I have a lot of pictures from our trip to share. I won't be able to do it all at once so here is part one - o ur flight to Jamaica and check-in at the Half Moon Resort in Rose Hall Montego Bay, Jamaica.