Daydream Island – Part 3: The Opportunity

Well, no surprises I guess, but I’ve become a card carrying, born again true believer that we have to follow our hearts and pay attention to that wise little voice inside of us that keeps pushing us and saying, ‘yes – you can do this’, regardless of how afraid we are, regardless of how much is unknown.  We just gotta take a leap of faith sometimes!

I hoped that the consequences of making the decision to move to Daydream Island would bring my life back to a simpler way of living, where I would be closer to nature and involved in more outdoor activities, instead of stuck inside a city office somewhere (not knowing if the sun was shining outside). But never in a million years did I think the payoff for stepping through my fear and moving forward courageously would have been the life changing kinda good it has been for me.

In just a few weeks I’ve slimmed down, my skin has a healthy sun drenched glow to it, my thoughts are filled with happy, happy, joy-joy again and I’m active.  So active that I’m walking upwards of 10km each day.  That’s what a month in my tropical paradise of Daydream Island has done!

My days begin with beautiful rainforest hikes, a place of peace and quiet that seems to be doing all sorts of good for my headspace.

Not that my head is full with all that “stuff” anymore, but the peace and quiet the morning rainforest walks are giving me is almost meditative.

A normal day at the office has so far included giving the belly of a shark a scratch… oh yes I did!!

I’ve even hand fed Pikelet and Puppy the stingrays and held a 17 year old red rhino star fish.

Other days have had me signing the marriage certificate as witness for beautiful couples who have eloped; lacing the wedding dress up for a bride, having a musician serenade me at sound check on a secluded beach to blubbering like a baby hearing vows renewed at a 50^th wedding anniversary. And lets not forget driving the Rolls Royce 8 seater golf buggy loaded with a bridal party singing at the top of our lungs, ‘Going to the chapel and we’re gonna get married’.  Yep, things are tough going here at my office.

I’ve even created a cosy space for myself in one of the resorts old ocean balcony rooms, that so far only houses a big comfy king bed with floor to ceiling windows which allows tons of light and views out across the marina and South Molle Island, but I do have plans to make my little home a little more “me”.

So I am finding yet another piece of my authentic soul and feeling totally alive! Thank you Universe for steering me to my tropical island and thank you Queen Suebah for reminding me to always to follow my heart.

I do believe my body, mind and spirit are thriving again!

Read Daydream Island – Part 1: The Decision
Read Daydream Island – Part 2: The Consequences