St Croix

I have always felt a spiritual connection to St. Croix. I first visited as a child. My dad had a beach bar, and Bob Marley was always playing. That sound became part of the place, part of the air.

Years later, as I began returning to the island, a friend once said it felt cheesy listening to Bob Marley while driving around. For me, I never felt that conflict. I simply accepted it as truth.

Bob Marley was a prophet in the oldest sense of the word. Not preaching doctrine, but pointing toward alignment, freedom, and love. The Family of I is not separate from that tradition. It is one thread in the long, shared awakening of people across cultures who listen for the divine spirit and choose to live in rhythm with it.

If you have been to the Caribbean, you have felt this energy. A way of living that does not rule the earth through production or profit, but through presence, warmth, and good vibration. Sunny living as a form of wisdom.

St. Croix is paradise.
Don’t tell anyone.
But bring all your friends.