Saba Earthquake Takes Bill Gates by SurpriseIf coffee isn’t enough to wake you up on a Monday morning, how about an earthquake?

As Joel was pouring his second cup of coffee this morning and I was happily tapping away on my computer, I began to feel a rumbling at around 10:30 am. The door to our bedroom started to shake and my chair along with it.

This was not a cause for alarm, because it was a gentle shaking…the kind that feels like it could come from someone’s overly loud music. You know what I mean, that teenager proud of his new Camero complete with loaded stereo system. As he drives around, he’s king of the road and wants everyone to know it. He treats us all to his latest taste in music. It’s always some kind of head-banging rock and it ALWAYS has lots of bass.

You can hear him long before he comes down the street. BOOM, BOOM, BOOM. Your floor shakes. Your house shakes. And you sit in wonder as to how this person will make it to the age of 20 with his hearing intact. (Joel calls them the “hearing aid fast trackers”)

Ahhh...RainbowsOkay, it’s been 3 weeks now that we’ve been back in the Caribbean. And it truly changes you.

Often, friends ask me to talk about the differences between life in the US and life in the Caribbean. I have done this in an earlier post, but only hinted at the differences that I’ve experienced at the core of my being.

Here, I can breathe.

And it’s not about the lack of pollution. It goes way deeper than that. There’s something about the energy of a place where everyone sees time and ambition differently. Things naturally slow down. There’s nothing to prove. Tomorrow is actually another day…and it’s okay to continue what you started tomorrow.

There is a comfort here that feels like stepping off the treadmill and resting.

And while you might not realize it, it’s not just your mind that changes…your body changes too. For me, one of the first things that I noticed as I calibrated to this island energy is my breathing.

Santa enjoys SabaJoel and I escaped the big winter storm in the Northeast, just in time to experience Christmas in Saba!

I figured that even though Christmas is old news at this point, it would be fun to share our experience this year. I thought this year would include more of the same from last time, but I was wrong on that account. Saba is full of surprises and we had our share this time!

You may recall our first Christmas in Saba, when we went down to the Saba airport to greet Santa, who gave his reindeer the day off and flew Winar to Saba instead. If you recall growing up with department store and Mall Santas, having one fly in by plane is quite a sight. I’d imagine the children of Saba feel quite special to have St. Nick comandeer a whole plane just to visit them for a day.

Saba from a planeJoel and I are back in Saba after being “off island” for WAY TOO LONG!

All we can say is, it’s amazing to be back…and in the same breath, why did we stay away so long? (Yes, we expect to be admonished via this blog and e-mail from disgruntled readers!) The reason is that we both got busy with work and travel, keeping us tethered to the United States and almost tempting us back into the rat race.

The good news is that we resisted temptation and we have re-committed to our “island time” lifestyle with more furor than ever.

We are growing an organic garden in our yard, shifting our work schedules and have even more big and exciting surprises ahead, which we will share as we begin to get back into our tiny Caribbean island lifestyle.

It’s been 2.5 years since I left my executive role in the corporate world and started my own business. I have learned so much during this time, that I want to do a couple of posts on what it’s REALLY like to start your own business after a successful corporate career AND what it’s like to be a life coach and business coach.

Many people dream of quitting their jobs and following their dreams. Often, that includes moving to some tropical paradise, just like Joel and I did. Truth is, while it works for some, it may not be for everyone. This post will give you some ideas about whether leaving the rat race is for you.

While coaching is one of the hottest growing fields, it’s also not for everyone, so these tips can help you decide if you want to be a coach yourself and what it takes to get to that coveted six-figure coaching practice.

Joel & Heather Flowers in Sugar Hill New HampshireJoel and I have been in the US for a couple of months now, as you can probably tell from our lack of posts recently. What happened was, we got really busy. We got busy because we stopped living our simple life right about the time we arrived in the US. We keep asking ourselves how it happened – how did we go from living such a simple life to being as busy as we are now? We’re chasing time again and in this post I’ll share everything we’ve realized after our experience.

Drivin’ My Life Away
The first thing we noticed was driving. In Saba, we never had to drive anywhere – well, admittedly, we have no car in Saba! But we don’t need one because our cottage is so close to everything. The destinations that require a car are few – perhaps Wells Bay and scuba diving – both easily reached by car or hitch hiking.

King of the Road
The minute we arrived in the US, we started driving…and driving…and driving. 2 hours from the airport to our home in the White Mountains of New Hampshire. 15 minutes one way to the grocery store. 3 hours to Boston for some of the classes and conveniences. And more driving for business trips. It was shocking how different it was to have all those miles of road to drive – quite a difference from a 5 square mile island!


Kitchen Lizards!Remember we tried our hands and hearts at having a dog (Mini)? As you recall, our weekend dog extravaganza went amiss due to allergies — and Joel’s phobia of delayed caffeine consumption. Our newest arrival did not show up by choice. It was more of a shriek-jump back-take a deep breath kind of thing. Our newest arrival is the kitchen lizard – and I found him.

Saba from the planeWe love when our blog readers give us ideas for posts – this one comes from Jon, who is coming to Saba with his family in July. Jon has one day and will be coming over on the Edge, a ferry that goes from St. Martin to Saba.

Agalychnis callidryas Gaudy!You probably remember me mentioning the beautiful sound of the Saban tree frogs in previous posts. These elusive little creatures are legendary in the Caribbean as providers of bedtime lullaby, while tourists sometimes lie awake and wonder what that sound is! The tree frogs are part of what I love about the aliveness of living in the Caribbean – so close to nature, teeming with sounds, smells and sights that embrace Mother Earth. Whenever I return to the US, I feel much less connected to this dynamic force of nature, so unusually quiet, so far from the soil and the wildlife.

The Road That Couldn't Be Built!Many of you who’ve been following our blog – or perhaps those of you who know Saba – have heard or seen “The Road.” The Road is the only road in Saba. It goes from the airport, through Hell’s Gate, Windwardside, St. John and The Bottom – Saba’s 4 villages.

The Road is nothing like I have seen in the United States – there is no blacktop, which is good because it would be sticky and stinky in the direct Caribbean sun. There are no yellow lines – or any lines for that matter – denoting lanes for cars to stay within. In fact, The Road looks more like a giant’s sidewalk – it is made of concrete, which is easily made in Saba due to the proliferation of rock found throughout the island. There are small cracks in between massive slabs of concrete, just like the cracks in a sidewalk.


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