Twenty years or so ago, I was introduced to a book called Gift from the Sea by Anne Morrow Lindbergh. It was intended to open my eyes to the need for solitude and reflection in setting the priorities for my life.
Anne Morrow Lindbergh was the mother of the infamous kidnapped and murdered Lindbergh Baby. She was also the wife of Charles Lindbergh, of aviation fame. She lived a privileged life, but would take time for herself at the beach to re-energize. She wrote this book in 1955. In it, she talks about getting away by herself and each chapter is dedicated to a different seashell that she has found on the beach and how it relates to different aspects of women's lives and challenges.
The book is beautifully written and I have read it numerous times over the past 20 years and found something relevant each time I read it. It is not a self-help book really, but a piece of inspirational literature.
In May I will be going to Florida with my college girlfriends. We decided on Florida vs the Caribbean since the Zika virus scares me with my compromised immune system. My GF Shiela suggested Sanibel Island as she had heard of it and thought it might be a cool place to go. I had also heard of it as it is the Seashelling Capital of the World (not sure if that is proven...LOL) and I love seashells. We decided that we would go there.
I was giving some thought to the trip and remembered Anne Morrow Lindberg's book. I thought maybe I should bring copies of it for the ladies and we could do a scavenger hunt to find the shells listed in the book. I downloaded the book onto my KOBO so I could re-read it and see what shells she made reference to and determine if they were attainable in Sanibel.
There was a new intro by her son and it talked about how his mother loved to go to a little cottage on Captiva-Sanibel Island...and that is where she wrote her book. OMG...I had always assumed her beach vacation was in New England. Imagine my surprise when I discovered we were going to the same small island where she wrote her book!!
It always amazes me how small our world really is. I also believe that things happen for a reason. The universe delivers. I am convinced, more than ever, that our girls' trip to Florida is meant to be. I cannot wait to see what other joyful surprises lie in wait.