Dancing World of Hawai'i

The energy here is different. Now I understand why some people say that Hawai'i is like being on another planet, why it's so different from the mainland. Now that I'm so lucky to experience it, I can say, Yes, it really is different here.

It's not only the great food, the beautiful flowers, the strong voiced coqui frogs, hot volcanoes, splashing water falls, soft beaches, big turtles and amazing sun rises but also the people. The people here seem so much more sincere. No, they are not more intelligent or even more spiritually developed than others but somehow they all seem to be so much more true to themselves....

When you meet somebody you know exactly how she or he feels because that's not only what the person's body language tells you but that's what they say and do. It's really nice and it makes you become even more true to yourself as well. You naturally become more connected and loving.

Last night I was at a poetry reading. Hawaiian inspired poetry that included Aloha hula dancing lyrics, barefooted long bearded men, beautifully tanned women caressing their curves in colorful sarongs, all different kind of multi material art work on every wall and ceiling, and singing people playing vibrating instruments and joining into the sound of the hot and typical local known beats. Hmmmm... banjos, violins, guitars, drums, percussion, bass and piano...... Happy people, happy rhythm, happy life. The doors were open and the Hilo weather rained down perfectly in tune with the embrace of the music.

We sat on wood chairs and after a while it became too hard to sit still so we left and drove to another joyful place called "the Paradise". And it was. Local people, all looking cool and satisfied about this (rainy) Friday night, cold beers in their hands, and laughing in this precise moment of their lifetime. The Now was filled with beautiful women and smiling men.

I'm a total dance-o-mania and of course I immediately got attracted to the dance floor, and for the next couple of hours the only existing world was the dimension of movement, play, laughter and the sharing of physical joy with an exciting fellow crowd on a shiny dance floor. Everything moved; feet, legs, hips, waist, shoulders, fingers, arms, head..... Playing, feeling, expanding, buzzing, sharing, shaking, laughing, twisting, jumping, singing and living. Everything was there in that single moment. Everything that's worth living for, that makes everything so intense, beautiful and full of desire and transformation. The Flow.

How much more intense everything would be if we just could learn how to really enjoy every single moment we have. If we could live in the moment, feel the experience and learn from whatever thing and situation we are in. The Now of this whatever it is, wherever we are and come what may.

I ended the evening quietly on my couch, eating a delicious papaya, fascinated by its soft meat, orange/red color and sweet strawberry like scent, filling my senses and humming me to sleep. Soon I was happy crawling into bed, comfortable between clean sheets, Polynesian sarong caressing my throat, pillow gentle squeezed against the chest and a happy tired smile on my lips. Wonderful day, wonderful night, wonderful life, Aloha auinapo....