Our recent Amelia Island vacation got off to a bit of a rocky start. At the Harrisburg airport, I was stopped going through security. “Ma’am, are you harboring anything in your lower abdomen region?” Well there are some pleats in my skirt and a baby growing in my belly, but other than that, no... I’m subjected to a full pat down, with TSA agent hands up to there.
At the Charlotte airport, I was told my carry-on was too large for the overhead compartment before even boarding the plane. What? It's the same carry-on that I’ve used for SEVEN years. I was “glutened” early during our trip. There was a crazy party down below us the night we got into the resort. It wasn’t turning into quite the relaxing getaway we envisioned. It had me all thinking that this was maybe a bad idea...
But, you guys, then we began meeting our drivers. Yes, our Uber drivers, an off-duty tram driver, and a taxi driver really were the “fairy godfathers” of our trip. Seriously. They gave us perspective. They dropped these nuggets of wisdom that I jotted down to share with you:
There was Lanthern, our first driver, who talked about creating a vision for life. He’d created businesses. He side hustled with Uber. He told us that everyday he looked at a mega-yacht parked outside his Jacksonville condo, and that it inspired him to work towards owning a waterfront property where he could fish...and, guys, he’s pretty darn close to that reality.
There was Reginald, whose license plate read “REV WAY.” He’d been a DJ in the 70’s. He loved his daughters and his seven grandchildren dearly. He was retired, but drove for Uber to put away money for his family’s education. Upon stepping out of his Mercedes, he said, “Okay, folks. You only have one life. Go live it.”
There was John, an off-duty tram driver, who kindly picked us up in his personal vehicle when we got the Easter Sunday service location confused. In 10 minutes, we learned that he grew up in California, went to school in North Carolina, settled for a bit in Boulder, and traveled the country in an RV for work. He said he preferred the RV to flying, “because I wanted to really enjoy the journey.” And, then he reminded us to enjoy our journey, too.
And, finally, there was Rodney, our taxi driver to the airport. Within seconds, we started talking about the divine within. He said, that all people really want are love and acceptance. Cue the conversations about yoga, spirituality, and stories from the dark depths of our pasts.
Eugene and I looked at each other after the second or third driver and were like, Where are these people coming from?! I don’t think it was a coincidence that we had all these...I'll call them “fairygodfathers.” While yes, we had this beautiful beach to experience, and yoga classes in tree houses, and delightful service… to me, that’s not necessarily vacation.
Vacation is connecting with another I might never meet otherwise. It’s stepping back to see my life from a bird’s eye view. It’s plopping myself in a new place and getting inspired by it. It’s hearing stories like these and bringing them home. And, after the first couple days, that's exactly what we were able to do, and I loved it.
So, here’s what I have for you courtesy of these fellas behind the wheel. Create a vision for your life. Live your truth and don’t apologize for it. Enjoy the journey, even with the bumps. Learn to cultivate deep love and acceptance within.
I really believe that the Universe, the Divine, etc. puts specific people in your path for a reason and that we have to be aware enough to notice their teachings. It makes me think, what stories are surrounding you? What have you learned from a vacation or trip? Tell me about your fairy godmothers and fathers and how they showed up in the most random of places.
With love and can’t wait to see you,