Month: March 2013

Saturday, 30 March 2013 DAY 343 0 MOON 12 WANING 77%

On this day I woke up early to drive to pick up a rent a car from the Airport with Matt Garrett and Turner. The tops of the West Maui mountains were cloudless for the first time. I guess that was as good enough of a sign as any. “Leave when the always clouded mountain has no clouds.”says the great spirit. And so I drove for the first time in a while like a horse trying to reach somewhere new and trying to reach back at the same time. I was able to see our van on the beach. The van that we had spent so much time in over the past 12 months. The van that had taken us from Alaska over the New Foundland and around the united States. The van that I had sold just four weeks before. Our van was parked on the beach looking at the clear waters crashing on the sandy shore next to the two highway memorials that had happened during our short Maui stay … one death when we arrived on the island, the next right before we were leaving. Both were local Native Hawaiian youth and both involved drinking and excessive speed. You can go either way. We are heading to the land of many people, and to do that we lose a day and must travel into the future. And I wonder, what ever becomes of that day. If I find out out, should I keep it a secret? We are heading to a land of different customs and different cultures. Even in the air I can sense this. And this is why we are on this voyage around the world – to see, to experience, to be. a part of this feeling of new. So, we hung out all day taking back library books, cleaning the house, and moving all of our stuff closer to the trash. A dip in the pool, but not one last time in the night as Viena had wanted. I do not know why, but by that time of the date I was done and even though it sounded like a good plan – go jump in the pool at night with a big canonball one last time, but we did not. All we could do was set up our final bed for the children on last time. I just did not have it in me. We had already had such a long day. We went to an Easter egg hunt in the park across the street . We saw Marcus, Anna-Stina, Andeas, and baby Sonja from Sweden. they all came over after the Easter egg hunt and gave us some last bits of advice when we travel through Europe. The Easter egg “hunt” was one of the strangest that I had ever been a part of. Hundreds of eggs were just dumped out on the field and after the whistle all the children just free-for-alled them up in a matter of seconds. Done! In Sweden our friends were explaining to us that during their Easter “hunt” there is just one big egg that is hidden and everyone looks for the one big egg and when the egg is found all the insides are shared by everyone. Spoke with neighbor John. Hung out at Papa Tim’s – went to McDonalds for our last supper and then even had a last movie, one that won alot of awards but probably not one to watch before travelling around the world and probably won’t be shown on airplanes anytime soon.

Friday, 29 March 2013 DAY 342 MOON 12 WANING 84%

Thursday, 28 March 2013 DAY 341 MOON 12 WANING 91%

Wednesday, 27 March 2013 DAY 340 MOON 12 FULL 100%

Tuesday, 26 March 2013 DAY 339 MOON 12 WAXING 96%

Monday, 25 March 2013 DAY 338 MOON 12 WAXING 89%

Sunday, 24 March 2013 DAY 337 MOON 12 WAXING 82%

Saturday, 23 March 2013 DAY 336 MOON 12 WAXING 76%

Friday, 22 March 2013 DAY 335 MOON 12 WAXING 69%

Thursday, 21 March 2013 DAY 334 MOON 12 WAXING 62%

Wednesday, 20 March 2013 DAY 333 MOON 12 WAXING 55%

Tuesday, 19 March 2013 DAY 332 MOON 12 WAXING 49%

Monday, 18 March 2013 DAY 331 MOON 12 WAXING 42%

Sunday, 17 March 2013 DAY 330 MOON 12 WAXING 35%
St Patricks Day. But who cares. This must be the first St. Patrick’s day that I could care less if someone was going to go around and pinch me and even Mylon who has made a big deal out of wearing green was not interested in re-telling the legend to his siblings or even bother with the whole pinch thing. We met some Australians on the bus, and were they a rowdy bunch who asked some telling questions. Why are you travelling? Talking about how they are travelling without their children and the 29 year old in still at their house. Talking about drinking and the image of Australia. A whole country. I guess I could have brought up the whole going around the world thing and the uncontrollable temper and the boss frog attitude and general unniceness. I could have, but our story is just like anyone else’s story. Our story will fade, like the Iliad and the Odyssey, or any great story. Just be good to yourself and be nice to your sister should have been the final words that I said to Mylon, but who wants to end on that note. Instead a lady saved us, a wino lady saved us from any uncomfortable ending by requesting Mylon’s Trader Joe bag, of which he politely said “No Thanks”. It is in these moments that Mylon is Keith and Keith is Mylon and somehow they are connected more than I will ever know. OH well. So many beautiful creations out there. We jumped off Black Rock, Mylon and I as his going away adventure to the beach. Ate at Yogurtland and had Pizza just like on the first day. A deju vu sort of thing. Good Luck. I am sure I will hear something tomorrow. Mylon went surfing with Papa Tim at S-turns. The waves here do not call me. Mylon and I saw one last turtle as we were swimming back from black rock. We played tag at the playground and I still could catch all three of my children.

Saturday, 16 March 2013 DAY 329 MOON 12 WAXING 28%
Went for a run and sliced my leg uo on part if the trail that ran along the beach. All for some paperwork that I did not need. I am done.

Friday, 15 March 2013 DAY 328 MOON 12 WAXING 21%
Went running up into the coffee plantation. Early in the day so my face was sunburned.

Thursday, 14 March 2013 DAY 327 MOON 12 WAXING 15%
We had a full day because we went to Lahaina Town. Caught the bus. Saw the Buddha. Other things. Library. Salvation army. I took pictures.

Wednesday, 13 March 2013 DAY 326 MOON 12 WAXING 8%
Went for a run way back into the coffee plantation fields. Great run. Memorable.

Tuesday, 12 March 2013 DAY 325 MOON 12 NEW 0%
This day was full of greatness. I sit here in the dark. The house is quiet and full with 3 kids and Dwana. We made another moon. The tiny sliver of the moon was seen at sunset as we were waiting for the SAPP comet to appear and appear the comet did on a time lapsed photo I took. I should include that photo in the memories, but that had to be taken with the good camera. What will happen when our only camera is a phone camera. I am not sure. What a great day. Viena was out of her sorts day, throwing a tantrum of sorts as Mylon went for a walk with Ezra to the ABC store where Ezra showed Mylon the car and truck toy aisle. I was doing our taxes and Dwana was taking a rest and Viena could not figure out what she needed to be doing. She had already packed 3 pillows into the backpack for our comet gazing night to come. Earlier in the day we had ridden down to Airport beach, Hawaii style in the back of the pickup, Papa Tim’s pickup. the morning was overcast, but we all seemed to receive a sunburn of sorts, of course, Mylon was the worst of the bunch – red shoulders. We took the snorkeling gear and headed out in the water. Everyone went into the water except Dwana. The entrance was a little sketchy because the reef was difficult to see, and once Ezra was out in the ocean he was tasting the saltwater of the North swell coming in. Hard to snorkel with a 3-year-old on your back and no flotation device and no life support. Viena went out with Mylon and saw fish and had no problems. Then Tim, Mylon and I went out to the dive flag. We saw clear water and in one spot I turned around thinking to see Mylon, but there in his place was a big turtle. We swam with the turtle for awhile. Fast little guy. We ran into another bigger turtle right before we headed in. I was able to dive down deep and swim next to this beautifully massive creature with telling eyes. I wish I could have kept up, but he was moving too fast and my goggles kept fogging up. The comet. Did I mention the comet. Must be the journey, not the destination. Our neighbor John would only talk about it and did not come down to see, but had enough to make him red-faced. What words would I have to describe him, I slept in today. I need to stop that and rise up earlier and do something. Tomorrow I think I will rise and go grocery shopping. who knows I might even take Ezra and Viena. Ezra was really happy today except when Viena was playing with his dragon. He has been coughing lately at night, nothing too bad, but noticeable. Did not go on a run, but I finished my taxes. Yes. need to put an order through for some stuff.

Monday, 11 March 2013 DAY 324 MOON 11 WANING 6%
Mylon is about to make Ezra some Cheerios. We just came back from trying to see the comet at sunset. No comet, but a wonderful sunset. Dwana was making fairy wings and fairy flowers with all the fallen colorful leaves. Green leaves. Red Leaves. Large leaves. Ezra has had enough today. His crying is obvious and he is hungry and tired. The second part of my day was much better than the first. I have all these things on my mind that I want to do that require electronic intervention, like my taxes, and photo sorting and charging and purchasing other batteries and all of this. I slept in and awoke with the house quiet and immediately started on the dead end task of unlocking the new phone that I purchased. What a waste of time and thought and energy, except the fact that I find that sort of stuff fun and in the end I know I will prevail, for a cost of time and money. All of this hopefully will add up to a pleasant wired experience when we travel around the world. I also went over and helped Tim with his resume and that too felt good to do. My other help was with my client in Ka’anapali. I ran up there through the red dirt of the coffee plantation and the stinky smell of the waste water plant. And the family practicing bow and arrows with a boogie board as their target, two girls practicing in the stink. I need to go on more runs in the freedom of the wild and all the while I was recounting the days when I would run in the wild more and how this would provide the feedback and existence. And I was thinking how when we are younger we are more easily guided and more likely to pursue all the simple messages that show up in front of us and how I am thankful to have met my wife in the nature of life and not in the electronic world of bits and bites. Cupid. Pay attention. Release. Let love travel through you. We tried to view the comet but to no avail tonight. What does the night hold? Let me not wonder anymore. What about the dreams last night of ice. I remember that much and of trying to find anything else.

Saturday, 9 March 2013 DAY 322 MOON 11 WANING 19%
The park was calling so Ezra and Dwana went to the park with me while Viena went a played at the pool with Papa Tim and Coco and Stacia. By the time I left, Dwana said that a large turtle came up by the reefs and popped his head out over the water. So cool. PLayed Marco Polo in the pool. Rested at the pool. Everyone playing so nicely. When everyone is playins so nicely blessings happen. I am not sure why I look and watch things so closely and try to make something out of nothing and try to follow different areas without knowing where they will go. Did not go on a run today, but maybe I needed the time off. I guess Mylon had his college entrance exam earlier in the day and tonight he is attending a banquet with a girl. We are definitely missing out on this part of his life. But we are missing out on a whole bunch in this short life. So why this week to lose a piece of my journal and piece of my life. A white dove messenger pigeon to visit and run up a ancient volcano and labradoodle and wild boar. Letters and written and words unsaid. And yet I have only wonderous words that I can speak and I am happy because of this. To look forward and to try and make the most of what is to happen. A third party connector, and so at that a reconnection was made and a conversation had, and she told me about her daughter elle born in between her and bridgin the gap and leaving no gap except she is a bridge and here the story of fracturing her ankle ad she slipped on the ice trying to pick up dog poop getting out of the car and wondering why we are all connected and why this happened on this week. and the help she needed with Sierra, I can only think and remember. I can remember the cold and remember the ways of how things work and I can tell at this point is not the point is not the time and maybe never, but a conversation was started and has been alot better than the conversations that I have had of late dealing with why I want to leave my job and this island or justify the actions of Dwana or Mylon, and how I should be responding to issues not of my creation. And the world of North when I think of things I do not think of things. I love so much the life I have worked so hard to create around me and the life that GOd blessed me with. And most of all I am thankful for all the people in my life that have made me who I am and I feel unique becuase of this and I know this was not created by an accident. The white pigeon was not accidental. A message existed, one that I thought might have been meant for Tim, but when I spoke of the story that it might be his brother Paul, he did not respond as if he needed to see to believe. and for him it might be right for why would a spirit travel all this way and then not be able to find the target of what was seeking. Pigeons are known for their accuracy and now I know that pigeon was a messenger for me and for me to do nothing except that … know “that something is about to happen … and is it worth it”. How long will we remember all these things. How long will it take to. To Bali and beyond. let’s get crankin on finding out all of this that is about to happen. Played at the swimming pool. Relaxed. Not going anywhere. We watched Coco until late. Pap Time came over and spoke. Viena and Ezra watched videos in the dome. Everyone a bit tired. What else.

Friday, 8 March 2013 DAY 321 MOON 11 WANING 26%
Tried to sleep in and Ezra just wanted to play and play and play and play in bed. He had the Kindle fire which has become he go to source for entertainment. We played a matching animal game that had sounds for all the animals. Ezra especially liked the mountain gorilla. We went to the swimming pool and took passport pictures for all of our visas that we me need. I chased viena in the swimming pool underwater. I actually went on a swim earlier in the pool. I swam 70 laps ~mile. Tried to think of some new lyrics for Papa Tim’s birthday party. A birthday rap with his son Nick. Just a pipe dream. Read last night about the Wright Brothers and how they succeeded in fulfilling their pipe dream of flight. I can not believe that I never heard that story with all of the classes for Aerospace engineering. So, we hung out at the pool for Papa TIm’s birthday party. Before though, I went for a run up into the coffee plantation area to see a client who has a, what I found out later, labradoodle. A big black male mountain gorilla looking dog. I could write alot about the house situation, but in essence they are far away from where I want to be. “let’s get things straight”. the matriarch says to be, “this is my house and he is lucky to even be living here”. In an instant I am running away down the coffee plantation in red dirt overlooking so much scenery that it is hard for me to imagine. I am here on Maui and this is where I am. I am alone on the side of an old broken down volcano in the middle of ocean. The run was go because I found a new uncharted way down the mountain and I passed a few do not enter signs. Always good to pass those and see the exit and feel the gate and the smell of the reclamation project for the water to detour anyone from hanging out here too long. But I ran and ran and I wanted to feel better about running, stronger about running and more in shape about running, so i can run to the top of volcanoes and not feel exhausted and ready to be sacrificed or painful calves later on. I have been receiving my rest. A good run and well worth the visit to see this labradoodle. When I came back the birthday party was in full swing – missing his son NIck who was out at work. We played the swimming pool and I ran away from all the kids in a tag game that tried to tire all of them out. I had at least 7 kids all trying to tag me in the pool. Brought back memories of the games of shark that I would play at the columbia swimming pool in the summer when my feet would be burned hot from crossing the road back to our house at 701. The sky darkened and I thought about the sunset briefly and wandered what the clouds would look like on the shore. I guess new comet can be seen at sunset these days, bring what I wonder. I still remember the comet that we saw in Cordova when we were house sitting when Viena was not even one year old. I had visions back then as well of ways to travel into work along the mud flat, but the mud flats seemed too much for me back then and I needed a bridge of sorts to cross a small very muddy outlet of the river at low tide. So the party went on and we stayed until the night was dark. Dwana was the first to leave and rest her mind from the present in front of you to the thoughts that are in your mind. We had chocolate cupcakes, hot dogs, asparagus, and cheery rootbeer floats. So much for all the calories I burned on that run through the coffee fields. I returned and Dwana mentioned how some one had seen a wild boar up they has boar tusks that were 2 feet long and very pointy. But the night stretched on and With Jupiter 30 degrees form the horizon we packed up everyone and headed to Honokawai park to do some stargazing. “The girls should be in bed”. But really, what life do you want to lead, and who would you rather be with in this moment. Ezra was the first ot fall asleep – right on me and the I was the next. Something about falling asleep in the outdoors with waves crashing on the reefs and Jupiter falling down and the wind blowing through the trees – a warm wind and a trusted soul entertaining all the children. Cries could be heard from Coco every 10 minutes of so, but all in all everyone was quite happy for having the experience of warm weather dry star gazing near the ocean in the middle of the pacific ocean. I carried Ezra back home and went fast to sleep 🙂

Thursday, 7 March 2013 DAY 320 MOON 11 WANING 33%
On today, a messenger pigeon came a visited Ezra and Viena and I while they were in the hot-tub and I was stretching on the side. I guess the pigeon visited them because the pigeon did not want anything to do with me. A pure white pigeon who came within inches of the children while they were enjoying the hot-tub. The pigeon started scrawling a message near the children in the pool of water that had splashed out of the hot-tub. I tried to have Viena and Ezra listen to what the pigeon might be saying. A bird of sorts … and on pap Tim’s birthday. Now this all makes sense. And then he caught a whiff of something in the air and was gone. Papa Tim had explained earlier how birds and death are all followed as instructed by his brother Paul and here we are. So maybe , just maybe. Papa Tims birthday. White pure pigeon appears at hottub to Viena and Ezra. Breakfast at Papa Tims.

Wednesday, 6 March 2013 DAY 319 MOON 11 WANING 40%
On this day in the art class the sun is shining and the weather is pretty hot here. we woke up this morning and went down to the ocean and played in the litle salt water tide pools. Little pools of fish. Should have brought our net.We did not see any whales but we are lucky. We came home and had breakfast and ate some leftover birthday cake. We played in the pool. My face feels sunburned. We spent some time out at the pool and at the beach. I think much better when I think slow and write what I can write. We tried writing letters in the sand and searching out whales on the horizons. We tried playing on the playground and rolling around on roller blades. VIena was not too satisfied, but she is very satisfied now as she participates in art class. A good insode activity. I wish she would love school as much as this art class, but I guess that is the hope. Well, I lost my journal on Monday So I guess this will be the way that I write in. My journal must have heard me or when Uranus leaves pisces and into aries. That could be the difference. What becomes of the writings anyway. Who knows. Not riding the bus again. Viena and I rollerbladed to art class and here I sit with my phone wondering how to make an electronic journal. I hope and breathe that all of our encounters go smoothly. Run into the coffee plantation to make my soles red from the dirt. Climbing volcanos. Barren burnt trees, Not pretty. But a pretty Viena.

Tuesday, 5 March 2013 DAY 318 MOON 11 WANING 46%

Monday, 4 March 2013 DAY 317 MOON 11 WANING 53%
woke up this morning with dreams big psychedelic rainbow mushroom send saw them from afar is writing a pastor car schedule and Driver we tried to do a loop around so I could take some photos and I woke up at 6 time to catch the bus just like the old times so here I am on the 4 dollars a milli by Kat the bus by the park well that was a quick connection here’s a whalers village in comm college Beach Yogurtland I want

Sunday, 3 March 2013 DAY 316 MOON 11 WANING 60%
Venus birthday we may need the travel to Hannah’s birthday going to fill up balloons and hung from the ceiling made cupcakes we still have a cake

Saturday, 2 March 2013 DAY 315 MOON 11 WANING 67%
preparation for the big day tomorrow no car Yahoo almost a feeling of postpartum depression setting in I have to remind myself a couple times during the day to feel happy static ever sold the van Irene’s from month Bali of the band the treehouse cannot wait should be fun decided have a place at least and then to think about travel

Friday, 1 March 2013 DAY 314 MOON 11 WANING 73%
sold the van on this day what a glorious day I wanted to wake up as early as possible I was able to work out a little bit to 24 hour fitness my last workout on my membership soon or phone number should be cancelled no van no place living on the road we have the Kindle Fire the laptop cell phone camera and so what next remind people on my mind I’ll to Kalani after stopping for Jamba Juice the wind was blowing the Sun was out I have about an hour to put on