Month: March 2014

Uninvited Dinner Guest (WPC: Inside)

A while back, I bought an economy-sized bin of spring mix. While preparing dinner one night, I cracked open the container, moved some of the greens around, and saw, what appeared to be, a foot. And a tail. I uncovered this mouse that was sealed into the container and sadly died on leaves of arugula and baby red romaine. I haven’t eaten spring mix since.   Weekly Photo Challenge: Inside | http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2014/03/14/weekly-photo-challenge-inside-2/

Two Cents Tuesday Challenge: T-shirts

A few years back, we took a trip to Kauai.  It was a fun weekend since we got to play tourist.  One of the highlights was signing up for surf lessons.  Though we have very close friends who surf, their teaching techniques entail barking orders –  just stand up, get up on the board, pull yourselves up and dig deep when you paddle.  Since those tips have not been very helpful, we thought maybe if we got some tips from those who make a living out of teaching tourists how to surf we would actually get better and kick some butt the next time we are out on the waves. Well, let’s just say after battling it out for almost an hour of just paddling around in the waves, we only got up one or two times.  The one thing that was cool from the surf lesson, was that Kainoa and I each got a shirt.  It sure was a fun experience that to this day we laugh about.  I think that just like a photograph which …

Zero Hour

The clock struck midnight. I fumbled through a series of keystrokes, a vain effort to compose a blogpost worthy of publishing. I reached for the thesaurus and scanned for snappy, vivid words. The objective: to deliver eloquent prose, anecdotes or better yet, a story deserving of a 5 star rating. But reviewing the written content exposed an incondite structure and lack of depth. Free-flowing stream of conscious writing revealed no epiphanies. Desperate for inspiration, hungry for words, afflicted by writer’s block. I had arrived at “zero hour” with no story tell.

Mind the View

It was a day full of promise and wonder. The results of recent winter cold front: rolling green hills, snow capped mountain and cool, crisp temperature. Perched on the hillside of Kohala Mountain, 3,200 feet above sea level, you can see quite an expanse of open country. And then there are the spectacular sunsets. There is no denying the majestic beauty of the great sun star, setting only to rise again. 

El Castillo San Carlos

During my Rotary International Group Study Exchange (GSE) to Uruguay and Argentina, one of the stops was to the beautiful Concordia, Argentina.  Our host family, the Di Lauro’s, showed me and one of my fellow GSE member all the neat spots in the short amount of time we were visiting.  One of my favorite stops was to el Castillo San Carlos. Nothing to shabby about this once magnificent home built in 1888 by Count Eduardo De Machy of France.  When I visited this abandoned estate, anyone could walk in and if inspired, climb up to the top floors without anyone disrupting them in mid exploration.  However, in 2013 with sheer delight, el Castillo San Carlos was once again restored and made viewable to visitors but under a watchful eye. Just walking around the property of the estate one is in awe by the beautiful surroundings and views.  It is easily understood why Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, aviator and writer, who frequented el Castillo San Carlos was inspired to write a chapter for one of his books “Land of …

Seven Days in Dynamic Busan

You wake up tomorrow morning to find all your plans have been cancelled for the next seven days and $10,000 on your dresser. Tell us about your week. Being that I’m experiencing a bout of wanderlust right now, you don’t even know how much this scenario excites me! First off, I’d book a flight somewhere, anywhere, but here. Here are a few considerations: Distance – It has to be close enough that the commute won’t eat into my seven precious days of freedom, but far enough that it’s culturally different from Hawaiʻi and the United States. Affordability – Duh. Exploring – Whether it’s going to historical sites or enjoying the natural environment, the location should have a variety of locales to enjoy. I enjoy visiting “second cities”, like Hilo is to Honolulu. Second cities have all the modern conveniences, but possess a certain intimate charm. That being said, I’d head to Busan, South Korea. Busan is not as sprawling as Seoul, so it’s small enough to be able to feel familiar after a couple of days, yet I would …

Getting Excited about Organizing

Holoholo Girls is doing another Post-A-Day Challenge, so we’ll be posting everyday this month. Enjoy! I’m not the most organized person in the world. My husband can attest to that statement, but there are a few tips I do follow to keep things running smoothly. Calendar, calendar, calendar! My days are normally very full, so I absolutely need to put everything in my calendar or I’ll likely forget deadlines and commitments. I’ve cut back significantly on double-booking and allowed me to carve out much-needed time to do important things like hiking or day-tripping. To-Do Lists. I love to do lists. I’m one of those people who might be caught writing a task down, just to cross it off. In the four realms of my life (work, hula, blog, and life), each have 2 to-do lists: short-term, bite-sized tasks AND long-term, big-picture tasks. The former list helps to ensure forward movement, while making me feel I’ve accomplished something and the latter reminds me of the “big picture” and the ultimate destination. Don’t put off what you can …

Weekly Writing Challenge: Threes

Last month, we celebrated my daughter’s first birthday.  I was hemming and hawing about planning this event.  I didn’t want a big shindig, as I had been rather tired, but I was getting pressure from my ‘ohana (family). “How can you not celebrate your baby’s 1st year!” “You will not get this opportunity again.  She only turns one once.” “This is a party for everyone who has supported you this past year.” “She is your only baby, why don’t you put in some effort.” Hearing all this was troubling.  I don’t know why I was frozen with fear and feeling a bit anxious.  I had planned many large events in the past, but this time around, I was in serious exhaust mode.  I am fortunate to have some very creative, caring and loyal friends.  They all pitched in to help me.  We decided to scale back and invite an intimate group.  Since it was a children’s party, I was a bit outside of my element.  I didn’t know what a children’s party was supposed to look …

Just BEing…

Surrender your existence to existence. Discover your spontaneity. To entertain the belief that you know what you are going to do in the future or next week is a madness. What a restriction, a limitation and a repression. Life flows spontaneously and is infinitely greater than all your plans or intensions put together. Why spoil it with hasty and vain projections? Let it be whatever it will be. Give up trying to manipulate. This is Freedom. ~Mooji Could it be that simple? Can one find happiness by allowing themselves to abandon control over the external world? I decided to put that theory to test and follow the advice of spiritual teacher, Mooji. I canceled all engagements for the day, left my phone at home and granted myself the freedom to be absolutely spontaneous. With a full tank of gas, I jumped in my car and headed east. I had no destination in mind, no set plans, no expectations. A quick stop through downtown Hilo for provisions permitted a few minutes relief from an hour-long drive. …

Clarity, courtesy of Dave Matthews

Daily Prompt: Always Something There to Remind Me A song comes on the radio and instantly, you’re transported to a different time and place. Which song(s) bring back memories for you and why? Be sure to mention the song, and describe the memory it evokes. I bought Crash by the Dave Matthews Band for the “Crash into Me” single, but the fifth song, #41, ended up on my life’s soundtrack. I was knee deep in transition when I added it to my list of all-time favorite songs. I was recently graduated, gainfully employed, and poorly transitioning out of a relationship. I had also moved from my quaint college town to the big city. It was not a graceful time in my life. I made a lot of mistakes and it was like real life was kicking my ass on the daily. I remember sitting in the middle of traffic one day, trying desperately to get back home. It had been an especially trying day and I just needed to retreat. The AC in my car was on the …