All posts filed under: Rogene

V is for Vibrant

Hawaii’s flora are diverse, rare and beautifully rich in color. Nature walks are my favorite pastime and I often stumble upon vibrant foliage: majestic trees, unusual shrubs, and colourful,fragrant flowers — all growing in abundance.         April is the start of the A to Z challenge. Check out other blogs participating in this challenge at:

R is for Rest and Relaxation

Rest is the sweet sauce of labor. Plutarch   We live in a culture that has a dysfunctional view of time; we are programmed to achieve, perform and work towards goals with the assumption that relief (or reward) is earned through hard labor. But at what price? Today, around the world, too many people are re-enacting The Longest Day every day.  Casualties lay strewn on the “beaches” of our lives. Marriages. Families. Wives, Husbands. Children. Visiting friends and family from afar have often commented on how “it must be nice to live in paradise,” and how they “wish” they could be on vacation 365 days a year. My response: “I may live in paradise, but by no means am I on vacation all year long.” I am quick to correct that misconception.  Just like any other hard working person in the world, I labor to sustain the necessities of life, battling the “beaches” of work. So how does one find respite from the occasional stings of life’s stray jellyfish? Treat yourself to some Rest and Relaxation on a …

J is for Juicing

Juicing is the most effective and immediate way to inject grade A nutrition into the body.  A potent elixir that is sure to add a “pep to your step” and a sweet sounding hum in the bowels of the body’s engine.       April is the start of the A to Z challenge. Check out other blogs participating in this challenge at:

Capricious Traveler

What’s your travel style? Are you itinerary and schedule driven, needing to have every step mapped out in advance or are you content to arrive without a plan and let happenstance be your guide? I abhor rigidity when it concerns travel planning. The only two “planned” items on my travel itinerary are the arrival and departure dates. However, I do believe a certain level of preparation (i.e. emergency strategy)  is necessary before embarking on globetrotting adventures, sans guidebook, map or translator. There’s a level of excitement one feels when strict, absolute planning is left by the wayside. Spontaneity allows me to drop “tunnel vision”; to break bread with the locals, partake in activities and immerse myself in the culture; expect surprises and build lasting memories. My personal prerequisites for an enjoyable and memorable trip: flexibility, an open mind, discernment and a valid passport (if traveling overseas).

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. 

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. …

Don’t Forget to Breathe

“Taking one down… faking a smile with coffee to go.” David Powter’s song, Bad Day, was playing on the radio; the timing was uncanny. I had slept through my morning alarm, and I was late for work.  As I traveled down Kawaihae road in a frenzied state, I managed to spill hot coffee on my white blouse and all over the cars center console. A series of colorful “words” quickly ensued. “This is going to be a long day,” I thought to myself. And it was. I spend a lot of time on the road commuting between jobs and devote many hours working through occupational hurdles in my head. Sometimes turning-off the “work switch” can be difficult; that seemed to be the case on this particular day. En route to my second job in North Kohala, the large number of humpback whale sightings took me aback. Whales breeched every 6-10 miles and spouts reached 10 feet high. At that moment Mat Kearney’s song Breathe In Breathe Out blared through the car sound system: “Breathe in breathe out…breathe in …

DP: Never Gonna Give You Up

You. We know *you* are vice-free, dear Daily Post reader. But, or perhaps we should say, “butt,” others around you and in your life are riddled with vices: they smoke; they eat too much celery; they hog the covers; they can’t keep their hands out of the office candy bowl. Which vice or bad habit can you simply not abide in others? Photographers, artists, poets: show us VICE. My husband has been a smoker for 20 years. His addictive habit is a sensitive subject in our household. We manage to keep the peace in our home by sticking to a few ground rules that require much effort on his part to keep our shared living quarters smoke-free: Rule 1: Husband shall not smoke around Wife. Rule 2: Husband must eliminate any/all traces of smoke from clothing, hands and breath before snuggling with Wife. Rule 3: Smoking is prohibited within 20 feet radius of shared dwelling. Rule 4: There should be no evidence of cigarette butts in or around the home and cars. Rule 5: DO NOT ask …