Sparkling Escapades Abroad with the Fairy Bra Mother

In the warmth of Jamaica,
with the ocean breathing steady beside me,
I felt it…
that quiet whisper—
connect to your power source.

Not perfection—
never perfection.
Because perfection lives softly
in the middle of imperfections,
in the messy, beautiful becoming
of a woman choosing herself.

Nobody is perfect.
And honestly…
who made you the judge anyway?

So I let it go.
The weight of opinions,
the noise of “what will they think?”
because it doesn’t matter.
It never really did.

LOVE CONQUERS ALL—
not the loud kind,
but the steady kind…
the kind that says,
be strong for yourself.

Awareness came gently,
like waves brushing the shore—
the first step to change,
the doorway to clarity.
Leading myself there,
not with force…
but with grace.

If they ghost you?
They aren’t your peeps.
And that’s okay.
Because you don’t need to feel ready
to decide.
You don’t need to remove fear
to move forward.
You just… move.

With a playlist in your pocket
and courage in your chest,
we moved—
learning the gentle rhythm
of the lymphatic flow,
that soft “hoola hoola” motion
with Nurse Jackie—
healing from the inside out.

We panted through chair exercises with Rob,
opened our feet—and our lives—
with Dawn.

We learned.
Oh, how we learned.
From Cindy—
that even tools like ChatGPT
can open new doors.
From Rob—
that what we eat
and what we think
becomes who we are.

We wandered to the treehouse,
listening to a Rasta
share the wisdom of castor oil—
old truths,
rooted deep.

We learned that healing
can be simple too—
limes, baking soda,
blackstrap molasses—
small things
that care for the body.

We watched the sunset—
held our breath,
like maybe time would pause for us—
and squealed when cars passed too close,
half thrill, half laughter.

We played in the water,
walked the beach,
let the salt air soften us.
Massage time…
because yes—
we needed that too.

Awards were given.
Queens were crowned.
And in between it all—
we laughed…
and we cried.

Stories from our mentors
cracked something open—
raw, honest,
uncomfortable…
and healing.

Hugs all around—
the kind you don’t rush,
the kind that say
“I see you.”

We remembered—
we can’t waste time.
We never get it back.

So we choose:
self-care is health care.
Rest matters.
Affirmations matter.
Awareness is health.

And maybe the biggest truth of all—
surround yourself with big people,
the kind who lift you higher
just by standing near.

Live in your authority.
Create your rituals.
Ask yourself,
Who am I going to serve today?
Who can I bless today?

Because this life—
this one, wild, beautiful life—
isn’t about waiting for next steps.
It’s about this step.
Right now.

And now… tomorrow—
it’s goodbye.
Back to the “real world.”
But will we manage
with all these tools in our hands?

Yes.
Because this is just the beginning—
the year of change ahead…
and 2027 waiting for us,
calling us back.

And somewhere between the healing,
the effort,
the laughter,
and the letting go…

I remembered—
I already have everything I need.


Written by Sonya