It was a last-minute plan made by tired people. We had four days off from work – public holidays around Easter – and we needed to get away. From everything. Tickets were bought and hotels were sold out so we ended up with a house. On the South Side of Cayman Brac.
We arrived to gentle moonlight, near enough to the full moon to ease us into the silence. Silence of phones, of computers, of television, of radio, of demands, of jobs, of drama… and heard the deafening sound of waves. Quickly we were asleep.
This was to be a spiritual journey for me. I intended to relax and renew but I also brought reading material – The Power of Now by Eckhart Tolle. There was something fitting about this book because NOW is all I had this trip be about. It was about sleep when my body called for it, waking when the sun rose, meditating in the morning breeze and eating whatever fish came our way that day.
On the first morning we began by taking a look around.
The property itself fit our needs perfectly – it was by the sea, had a hammock and lounge chairs, a few mean-faced guardians and a fire pit. What more could a sojourner need?
After the first walk we were hungry… and the kitchen empty. And so we left the sanctuary and went in search of friends and food. All the while savouring the warmth of the sun and the fresh air through the car window.
With food sorted, we decided to drop in on some relatives of one of our companions. While the family caught up, we explored their garden, connecting with the flowers, the power of the Bluff face, the traditional decorations of this traditional sand yard.
Cooking was a joy and not a burden. Fresh fish caught the same day and vegetables we got on our morning drive were thrown into the pot by the man that was with us. My task was to make the fritters or the jonny cakes to eat with the fish. It was a truly Caymanian vacation – not at all free from form or context but at the same time free of all restriction.
Every day we rested. Every day we read. Every day we walked on the beach. One day I went for a swim and came face to face with an 8 foot Nurse Shark – talk about feeling every inch of the NOW!
On our last day we drove up the Bluff and along the Bluff Road to the Lighthouse at the highest end. We sat and soaked up the breeze of the moment, watched the Man-O-Wars glide up and down the Bluff face keeping watch over secret nesting grounds, and marveled at the blue of the sea. I have never seen sea so blue as off the Bluff. This has been a marvel for me from childhood.
Determined not to dwell on our return to our home island, and determined to remain in the peace we had found for as long as we could, we lit a fire and cooked our dinner over it.
It is so easy to rely on the past to tell you who you are and who you should be. It is also easy to rely on the future to offer you salvation from your worries, your fears, your stresses and your pain. But why would we rely on the past and the future when We and God are both here and the NOW is so very perfect?