*So, its just another day in paradise. And sometimes, "Paradise" isn't all that stimulating...I know, its up to me to change my attitude.- absolutely! So... for now I'll reach out to friends... chat with someone who's day is different from mine.... and move on.
I've spent lots of time wondering if I should stay here or move back to N. California...I keep musing about what its like there vs what its like here:
*Temperate climate Vs Tropical climate
*Old Friends, family nearby VS New Friends (some who come to stay others who move away within 2-5 years)
*People who love where they live, VS People who love where they live.
*Versatile Music Venues to attend - Limited music venues and even limited radio - no Sirius,
*Cutting-edge Art of all kinds VS Island-style, themed Art Galleries
*100s of hiking trails VS limited hiking trails
*600 + species of birds and animals vs few bird species & only mongoose, pigs, wild goats
*Dog walking parks & people parks everywhere vs 1 dog park available
*Diverse geology, geography, national parks etc w/in 4 hours drive VS 1 national park, volcanic geology only
*Diverse transportation & lots of roads readily available VS limited busline, no trains, expensive airfare, 1 major road around the island (can be driven in 4 hours)
*Excellent Healthcare, Hospitals, Specialist doctors VS Shortage of Docs & Nurses & outdated Hospital
*Many 55+ Active Housing VS only a few on Kona side of Big Island
Any way... I could go on...its not a pretty site when I look at life as if its just one beg Pro and Con list. Instead of living just for today and seeing the grace in this day, this moment
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
Sunday, December 26, 2010
Dec 26 - Morning After
Christmas on Big Island was quiet. Warm sunlight filtered thru white cotton-candy-like clouds. My dog nosed my knees, pleading for a walk. Soft morning light beckoned my body to move. We walked and played along the ocean Pali. My mind was once again silenced by the great waves pounding. Grace is always - being present with that pure power and beauty....
Phone calls were made to friends and family on the "Mainland"; then preparations for a potluck Christmas dinner. I arrive at the home of generous friends who have invited a motley crew of "singles". We range in age from 35 to 70, we hail from states as far as New York, our politics, education, values and ethics are disparate but we commune with each other even so. Laughter, comradery and silliness were the tone of the day... A sweet, gentle, relaxed day for all.
There are no "dress codes" here, we arrived in varied degrees of "undress" and bought what we could find. We all come from somewhere else and have myriad stories to tell. I often feel as if I'm a warfarer, here for only a while, as if I've just moored my boat in a safe harbor (for the time being) and soon will be boarding my sailing ship to travel again to places unknown...
Phone calls were made to friends and family on the "Mainland"; then preparations for a potluck Christmas dinner. I arrive at the home of generous friends who have invited a motley crew of "singles". We range in age from 35 to 70, we hail from states as far as New York, our politics, education, values and ethics are disparate but we commune with each other even so. Laughter, comradery and silliness were the tone of the day... A sweet, gentle, relaxed day for all.
There are no "dress codes" here, we arrived in varied degrees of "undress" and bought what we could find. We all come from somewhere else and have myriad stories to tell. I often feel as if I'm a warfarer, here for only a while, as if I've just moored my boat in a safe harbor (for the time being) and soon will be boarding my sailing ship to travel again to places unknown...
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