I wanted movement and not a calm course of existence. I wanted excitement and danger and the chance to sacrifice myself for my love. I felt in myself a superabundance of energy which found no outlet in our quiet life... Leo Tolstoy .:Family Happiness:.
Sunday
Friday
The Flying Mermaid

Jetlag is a crazy thing, you're not really fully awake or aware or realize that your body is kinda going crazy inside, but at the same time you don't want to miss a thing, each moment, each laugh, each memory waiting to be made.
That's what it felt like when I traded in my fins, grew feet and flew to the "mainland" for the first time since restarting my life in Hawai'i.
Flipping your fins, you don’t get too far
Legs are required for jumping, dancing
Strolling along down a - what’s that word again?
Street!
But I was petrified of it, maybe exactly the opposite of what Ariel was feeling when she wanted to be a human. Frightened of what I'd find when I went back to the "real world" - but more than anything I wanted to be there for my eldest cousin's wedding.
So I flew out of HNL, left side of course and waved "a hui hou" (until we meet again) to the realm that I'd fallen in love with. I flew at 1pm and didn't arrive in Michigan until 6am the next day. The flight is only 12 hours with a change in Seattle. Where had 6 hours of my life gone!? But the thunderous laughter and heart-filling stories of what I'd missed more than made up for the loss in time (plus I knew I'd get it back on my trip home)
Anyway, after a day of rehearsing for the wedding and one ono dinner we turned in. 12am here is really 6pm in Hawai'i. UPSIDE DOWN. I talked to a friend who lives on the West Coast and we chuckled that for once I was ahead time-wise and shortly thereafter a miracle happened - I fell asleep, blissful, intoxicating, righteous radical slumber.
...and the next thing I knew it was 11am the next day. :)
Mom and Dad tried to wake my up at some decent hour, I readily ignored them.
When I finally woke up and wrote in my dream journal it was surreal, I was paddling in the sky above O'ahu, not flying, but paddling, like I was trying to catch a wave. Swimming in air - Sa-weet! My Uncle or Tito Bing Bing translated in this way:
Today is the day of the patron saint of fliers, I was supercilious so I wikipedia'd it and this is what I found:

Saint Joseph of Cupertino (Italian: San Giuseppe da Copertino), (June 17, 1603 – September 18, 1663) is an Italian saint. He was said to have been remarkably unclever, but prone to miraculous levitation and intense ecstatic visions that left him gaping.[1] In turn, he is recognized as the patron saint of air travelers, aviators, astronauts, people with a mental handicap, test takers, and weak students. He was canonized in the year 1767.
I am no expert on saints but this to me is so cool and kitchy and fun.
Kuya Aris said, "you know what flying dreams mean right?"
shoot, i thought I did - but I've never swam in the air before - so the best I could find are:
"I'm Flying"
http://dreammoods.com/cgibin/flyingdreams.pl?method=exact&header=dreamid&search=flyingintro
Flying dreams fall under a category of dreams known as lucid dreaming. Lucid dreams occur when you become aware that you are dreaming. Many dreamers describe the ability to fly in their dreams as an exhilarating, joyful, and liberating experience.
If you are flying with ease and enjoying the scene and landscape below, then it suggests that you are on top of a situation. You have risen above something. It may also mean that you have gained a different perspective on things. Flying dreams and the ability to control your flight is representative of your own personal sense of power.
Having difficulties staying in flight indicates a lack of power in controlling your own circumstances. You may be struggling to stay aloft and stay on course. Things like power lines, trees, or mountains may further obstruct your flight. These barriers represent a particular obstacle or person who is standing in your way in your waking life. You need to identify who or what is hindering you from moving forward. It may also be an indication of a lack of confidence. You need to believe in yourself and not be afraid.
If you are feeling fear when you are flying or that you feel that you are flying too high, then it suggests that you are afraid of challenges and of success.
In reality, we cannot really fly, of course. Thus, such dreams may represent that which is beyond your physical limitations. In your mind, you can be anybody and do anything. Another way of interpreting flying dreams is that these dreams symbolize your strong mind and will. You feel undefeatable and nobody can tell you what you cannot do and accomplish. Undoubtedly these dreams leave you a great sense of freedom.
Swimming Dream Meaning
http://www.dreamsleep.net/swimming-dream-interpretation.html
Psychological Meaning: Expanses of water usually symbolises the unconscious. Dreaming of swimming shows how you trust the unconscious and are supported by it. You have confidence and are receptive to its creative power. If you dream of swimming underwater this may indicate that you have accepted and are at one with your unconscious. This union is even more apparent if you dream of being able to breathe underwater.
Mystical Meaning: Swimming strongly in clear water means you will achieve great success in love and business. The opposite applies if you struggle or the water is dirty.
hehe... I went from fins, to feet, to wings (sort of) in 24 hours... maybe it was all the wedded bliss rehearsing in the gorgeous church, or maybe it was the steak, or simply the joy of travel. Whichever it was I can't wait to play with this idea in my head. Hope you're day is all you dream and more.
Aloha!
bvw.
Sunday
Like Disney? Can dance Tahitian? GO.
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Saturday
BIG ISLAND: Part 1
Monday
Oxymoron Alert: Working Vacation

that only time will focus
a Paula Fuga serenade & awake I lie
pink perfection sunsets sweep
Adventure's beacon lingers by
windy rainbows and upside down
waterfalls
whisper softly sweetly
saunter
a walk
a stroll
a jaunt
a hike...
pieces of puzzle
a place into fall
mango softly scents the atmosphere
sounds of buzzing bees brush eardrums
previously forbidden
Pele rocks dreams awakened
like baby's first fire found
and floes of lava erupt
surrounding
fear and frustration
frustration and fear
vacate vacating vacation
peace
is
the
prize.
Wednesday
Prep Trumps Plan
Horoscope:
Scorpio
and off we go!
Tuesday
The Left Thing
We spend our lives trying to do what's right, the right thing, dating the right person, toeing the line, counting the
calories, prioritizing our to do lists... asking ourselves, "what's left for today?" Maybe sometimes we need to stop and answer that question... or question that answer - and do the thing left to do - the one you inwardly wish was at the top of the list but just keeps tripping off, lower, farther away from your constricted vision.
This week I'm gonna experiment and try to do what's left - smile at that person I wouldn't have thought twice to smile at, listen to that person that just needs an ear, and go to the place that's scary because I have no idea what lies there...(i.e. a volcano with a crazy fire goddess, no offense Pele)
Cuz that's what's left... those places where you're always guessing, never knowing.
If you never try new things, how will you know if what you're doing is really the best way, the most efficient way, the way that works for you? So I encourage you to do the "left thing" and maybe it'll help with figuring out what the priorities really are, not just what they should be. Tomorrow I fly as far left as I can without leaving the islands altogether to Far Away Hawai'i aka The Big Island aka The Island of Adventure.
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Travel has been a measuring stick of sorts, for relationships - especially with guys... sometimes it's been successful but most times it's been like two male peacocks showing their colors, mine have kinda been more like phoenix feathers, damn competitive Scorpio side...so I'd win...
This trip is gonna be DIFFERENT and probably ridiculous.
72 hours, 200+ miles and "Hawai'i: The Big Island Revealed" with a man I live with but have no romantic attachment to; we wont say there is no dangerous liason because we come close to killing each other daily, but that's to be expected when close proximity between a male and female is involved. But boil it down, and we're similar, not the same, but similar. We can share humor and for the most part ying and yang. I gotta tell you. he's an extremely patient person; you'd have to be to live with me... but we're learning constructive compromisation, (is that even a word?) and see what kind of adventures we can uncover going left.
These next few days are gonna be tragedy, drama or comedy, and I can't bloody wait to share it with you. ;)
For the most part we go holoholo
but along the way
we're gonna reach for the harvest moon, so at least if we fall we'll land on a green sand beach ;)
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Where's in Hawai'i is bonvivantwahine?
Da Hawai'i Drum List:
Swim in a volcano-fed hot spring
Hunt for a couple cascading waterfalls
Wiggle toes in different- colored sand beaches: green, black, white
Be awed and humbled by lava flow at night
Howl at the harvest moon
Grab a beer at the Southern most brewpub in the US
Pick macadamia nuts
Drink Kona coffee in Kona!!
The list will grow as adventures are had... recommendations welcome, No reservations required. ;)
bvw.