Mesmerizing

The Olympic Cafe

This Thursday we went to this restaurant, the Olympic Cafe, after a full day of driving and shopping. Had some Kahlua Pig and a couple of maitais. One of the waitresses was from Spokane Washington and had ended up here after visiting an aunt. Another was from Ireland and had been in Kauai a few months. Both pretty plain and sort of sociable young ladies.

The girl from Ireland had the most beautiful green eyes. When she waited our table it felt as if I could see Ireland in her eyes. I could "feel" the Irish mist and could "see" the fields of Ireland. I though to myself; Emerald Isle eyes. She had the most beautiful green eyes I have ever seen. I could hear her talk, I could feel her presence, and I could smell her mild perfume. Although I could not hear what she was saying I could feel her Irish essence, I was mesmerized by her eyes. Her big beautiful emerald eyes.

Kauai Life

This is a shot from a pier in Kauai. I was looking to walk around for the day and walked around the town. I began from the backstreets of town since the main street contained the shops and tourist stores. As I walked on the beach, I quickly realized that I was the only person on the beach. Miles and miles of sandy beach as far as I could see in front of me and except for a fisherman on the pier there was nothing behind me.

I read a little and fell asleep on the beach, the black and white clouds kept the sun from touching my skin. I woke up to the far away barking of a dog. I sat up and listened to the waves crashing on some far away rocks. I hear the dog barking on an off and then I heard voices. It sounded like a mom yelling at her kid. She sounded kind of like my mom and as I heard her yelling at the kid. I heard the little boy saying something it sounded like Spanish but it was a native tongue that I do not understand. As I walked, I heard them both yelling and then the yelling stopped. I immediately thought of my mom and my eyes began to swell up with tears. I remember her yelling at me and the other kids. She used to terrify us when we were younger and her punishments were many and often. Her love towards us was immense and would quickly make us forget her punishments. Actually, when my brothers and sister get together we often speak of her spanking and hitting us. Sometimes she would spank all of us and, as we cried, we would look at each other and after a few seconds we would look at each other and begin to laugh which made my mom quite a bit more infuriated.

Anyway, as I kept walking down the streets I looked toward the houses that seemed old and not very well made. There were piles of trash here and there and it just looked like other poverty areas in other parts of the world. Although it seemed like some of the people I encountered were poor I also thought of how rich their culture is. I though of how rich they are to live in paradise, near the water, near the mountains, and enjoying family, friends, and life. I think that's what makes this Island so rich, the love of family. While visiting the local stores I heard the customers talking to each other. It seemed like everyone knew each other. How fabulously rich is that?

The voices disappeared as homes became scarce and as I walked I saw a Japanese cemetery and came across another pier made out of lava rocks. The culture of the Island is diverse and as people from the mainland become permanent dwellers the culture grows. Thus far I have not heard anyone that lives here, and that I've met, say anything bad about the Island, they all take pride in living here. They take pride in their work. They take pride in their native tongue(s). They take pride in being Hawaiians. I think more and more that I could see myself as a citizen of Paradise.

It was a lovely day in paradise. I take this opportunity to thank Cheryl (she is one of the most beautiful people of this world) and I'm blessed to know her. She's non judgemental, very giving, and very loving.

Thank you Cheryl. Thank you for being a friend, thank you for being a mom to my kids, thank you for being you.

Kauai

So I've been enjoying la vida loca in Kauai. Walking and driving around doing this, doing that, doing nothing. Sometimes you think you have to do all these activities when you go on vacation. Sometimes doing nothing but kicking back during vacation is the thing to do.

I'm enjoying watching the locals doing their thing and realize that I could live they way they do, I can live the vida local. There's beauty all over, the mountains, the ocean, the locals. I trully think that, if I could, I would live here.

God's magestic beauty is all around. Waking up to the swaying of palm trees. Going to bed to the roaring sound of waves crashing agains the lava rocks. Watching the sun begin it's decent, looking at the golden solar rays eminating into the water and up to the sky. Reaching up and further up until I can almost see and feel the hand of God reaching down to touch our souls via mother nature.

I wish my whole family was here to enjoy the people, the land, the flora and the fauna, the sea, and the sky, the moon and the sun. The feel of human touch, the feel of my children. Enjoying their laughter enjoying their conversations, and enyoing their hugs and kisses. I can't help but feel thankful for all that I have. I am trully a rich man, my richness comes from enjoying my family and friends. I take this moment to look out of paradise to think about those who have made me a happy person. I take this moment to look into paradise and thank the Lord for what He has given us.

Thanks a lot man, thank you sweet Lord.
Amen

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