Monday, 19 August 2019

Barbados - Codrington College Visit

I've just come back from the most amazing visit to my country of birth, my little gem in the Caribbean Sea, Barbados. It had been 3 years since I'd last seen my mum and if you know how close we are you would know that 3 years without a hug from her is a mighty long time.  

Although the island is small, if you're a lover of nature then you'll find so much to do in Barbados.  The beaches are breathtaking and there are many opportunities for water sports such as diving, snorkeling, jet skis and so much more.  



Despite being born there and having many visits it's still always a pleasure for me to tour the island and either revisit or discover places that I've not yet had the opportunity to experience.  One such place we visited this year was Codrington College in the parish of St John.  






Set in beautiful grounds which alone are a great reason to visit, Codrington College was founded in 1745 on the grounds of 2 old plantation houses, Christopher Codrington had requested in his will that they be used for the purpose of Christian teaching.  They are therefore now used as a college of theology.  The buildings have undergone many works over the years and had to be recovered from a devastating hurricane in 1831 and then in 1926 a fire gutted the college.  Thankfully generous donations were made to return the building to it's former glory and  in 1879 the Government overtook the running of the college.  




There is a small fee to enter the grounds of the college (around 10$ BDs for adults and 2$ BDS per child) but this is totally worth it.  

Being the absolute nerd that I am this is probably one of my favourite places of my visit this year and somewhere that I will definitely go to again due to the beautiful scenery and relaxing atmosphere that can be found here and echoes of exactly what my little island is best known for.  

Have you visited Barbados before?  What were your highlights?

Friday, 8 February 2019

Something Wonderful

Something wonderful has happened, and when something wonderful happens it's only right to shout it out and let the world know.
What is this wonderful thing you might ask?
And I'd be embarrassed to tell you that the wonderful thing is SLEEP.  I know that might not be so wonderful to everybody, but for someone like me, who's suffered with an anxiety related sleep disorder which started in childhood, this is a very huge deal.

I don't want to get all righteous or religious but the fact that I have a renewed faith in God might have something to do with it.  

The other night, as I set my bible aside and lay down to sleep, I questioned myself.  What's happened?  Why am I so relaxed?  I haven't felt anxious about sleep in a long time.  Even my self questioning didn't bring on the anxiety I thought it would and I drifted gently off to sleep.  

The bible itself says, 

"Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to god.  And the peace of god, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus."  Philippians 4:6-7 NIV

So I am feeling very thankful today.  I believe in answered prayers, even if sometimes I have to wait a little longer than I'd like for the answer.


Wednesday, 6 February 2019

The story in a 4 letter word


Crumpled on the floor in a heap the phone rings and down the line a friend would ask how are you?
You answer firmly. Fine.
Are you sure they'd say, I'm fine, I'm sure,
and how are you my friend?
They'd relay a list of woes and your unselfish heart would
rush
to their aid.
It doesn't matter that you're carrying the burdens of loss,
inadequacy,
loneliness
even when surrounded by a sea of faces because, you told them in no uncertain words, heart wrapped in bubble wrap, devoid of air, I'm fine.
And when they saw your face, despite their woes they say, "you don't look right."
You promise with your weakest smile and tired eyes, I assure you friend I'm here for you, I'm fine, really, I'm fine.
You walk the corridors at work with the don't approach me smile, telling everyone you're happy in your own little world.  You have friends outside of their circle and with that, I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine.
Collect the little ones,
I'm fine
Cook dinner for the family,
I'm fine
Serve dinner, clean up, eat
I'm fine, yes , I'm fine, I said I'm fine
Finish the unfinished workload and reload the washer as there's always more
C r a w l into bed and battle your anxieties
I can't sleep but it's fine, I'm fine.
Crumpled under covers in a heap, the phone rings and down the line a friend would ask, how are you?
Fine.

Thursday, 24 January 2019

Writing Again

Hello old friend, I've missed you.
I'm sorry I've not written much.
This however has always been my truth, my hidden truth, the secret that I reveal to many yet keep to myself. A juxtaposition I know.
My writing processes echo very much what goes on in my mind.  
Sometimes I'm in the moment, loving life, happy, full of ideas that need to find release.
Other times, times I'm often afraid to mention,
I'm withdrawn.
Deep in thought, considering the possibility of disappearing from existence under a bubble of cloud and smoke.
Now? 
Now I've been wanting to write, my mental pen has been scratching ideas, looping along the neurons of my mind.  I've been told I should write, I've been forced to write for CPD and so, today, I've made the decision to just write.
So hello old friend,
I'm pleased to once again meet your acquaintance.
I have no promises to offer you.
No extraordinary gestures.
Just me.
Saying hello.
Writing.
Again.