We left Nassau today and are headed to the Exumas. Right now I am in the middle of the ocean on my night shift pondering and thinking about so many things. What I always do on my shifts as the ocean always brings out so much inside of me. This Ocean that I have sailed upon all the way up the east coast and back down after talking about being in the Bahamas for so long, this same ocean I am gliding upon under the moonlight now as tomorrow’s rising I will be waking up in the part of the Bahamas that we have been daydreaming about for so long... this Ocean with all its storms and waves, moments of bliss and moments of pure adrenaline, moments of patience and moments of strength, so many lessons and growth with each place this ocean has lead us to...
This Ocean...
Is my home 🌊🙏🏼✨
How freeing the waves are right now as they sparkle in the moonlight dancing their wisdom into my soul. Breathing life into my lungs after being surrounded by the island Nazis. That’s what I call them. First place we walk into when arriving to Nassau was the Poop deck.
Name couldn’t be more fitting as everything about this place was shit💯🤷🏻♀️💩
First there was all the mask signs and 6 feet apart reminders up the stairs to the door... whatever I’m used to it at this point... but the moment I open the door inside I see the bar covered with signs wrapped all the way around the bar saying “Vaccinated Only”
😳🤢🤮
Literally my whole body tensed up and all I could hear in my head yelling over and over was “New world order, new world order!”
😅😭🙏🏼
We turned around and left right away.
Fuck the poop deck.
I don’t invest in shit 🤷🏻♀️💩💯
Look if you are reading this and you choose to get the vaccine with your free will I respect your CHOICE to do so.
But I’m not going to pay my money, and time to anyone or any business who feels they are entitled to segregate and divide people based off of their medical decisions that are being coerced and punished upon those who refuse to participate in this world wide science experiment.
Here I am in the fucking Bahamas where you are supposed to come let lose, soak up the sun and island air with good vibes yet here I am watching everyone wear masks on the beach, getting checked by the mask and sanitizer police at every business and feeling heavy and oppressed from the energy all the islanders were putting off.
Next day we go to another area and we see where a whole bunch of fisherman probably 50 or more of them were selling conch and other fish, the excitement to see what they had quickly flipped to thoughts of get me the hell out of here when every single one of those fishermen kept cat calling me, saying nasty things, offering my dad money to buy me as their wife... no I’m not kidding...
I started to have a mini panic attack inside as an Empath having all that attention on me feeling suffocated and unable to escape the sexual assaults coming at me from every direction.
Like what the fuck men.
“Oh that is just their culture that’s their way of complimenting you...”
🙄
See this is the problem.
We have normalized and justified this behavior in men.
I don’t give a shit what culture you grew up in.
If us women do not demand respect and call out abuse for what it is...
Because that is what it is when you sexually assault a woman with your words...
That is what it is when you itemize a woman as something you can purchase from her daddy.
That is what it is when your cat calls make a woman sick to her stomach in fear of what actions may follow if she doesn’t get away.
Literally I was disgusted making my way through a crowd of men licking their lips and whistling at me like I was a piece of meat. Hearing the disgusting things they wanted to do to me as they all discussed it loudly together as I was walking away. Just wow.
I sat swirling with so many thoughts on this when I got back to the boat.
I sit swirling with thoughts about it now as I am surrounded by my ocean pondering my time spent with the island Nazis and Conch Perverts 😂🤷🏻♀️
With every thought of realization to how fucked up this world can be is also the thoughts of remembrance to why I live the life I live, why I make the choices I choose, why I surround myself with the people I do. Every thought of disgust and annoyance with the programmed men of this world is also thoughts of gratitude and love for the men out there in my life and ones I have not yet or will ever meet being a living embodiment of Christ inside of them proving that men of God’s true nature are out there and stronger than ever. Every thought of anger for being sexually assaulted and surrounded by brainwashed zombies is thoughts of passion and fire to speak up for what is righteous and use my voice to bring awareness to the darkness of this world where I can shine my big ass bright lampstand and light it UP for truth and Christ’s love so that others who battle the same darkness know that they are not alone.
We are in this together.
And you too have a big ass light to light up whatever darkness you need to brighten in the light of Gods love.
These low vibrational thoughts and experiences are not of God but God moves through them all.
In our weakness he is made stronger.
This is why it doesn’t matter where the winds blow me or what storms come my way on the sea... He forever moves through it all to bring me back home to love. Back home to peace. Back home to my ocean.
Forever flowing and crashing to the rhythm of Thy Will.
To the rhythm of my heart ❤️🙏🏼✨🌊🧜🏻♀️
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