As I type this I am looking out onto the Pacific Ocean from the hotel lanai in Waikiki. Yes, it's sooooo touristy! Yes, it's incredibly crowded and busy. Yes, it's tacky and overly commercial. Yes, it's filled with Japanese tourists. Yes, I'm shuttled to and fro like a head of cattle. Anything else?
Yes, there is also the layers of history that are coming at me from different time periods throughout the ages. The energies are parallel like there are several time periods hapeneing at once. I can't describe it with words. Simultaneous situations are still being invisibly lived out here but in different diminsions.
One of the layers of energy is how the ancient Hawaiians fought with each other. They had no idea that one day they would need to consolidate their efforts to fight off the explorers and traders who were eyeing their islands for themselves. Wasted energy when it's all said and done.
The other layer of energy is the 'domestication' of the Royal Hawaiians. Ornate residences and posessions of Europe and Asia were donned on them. There is a feeling of being disingenious to their own culture and roots, but felt forced to comply or be totally anniahlated. Just walk around the oldest part of Waikiki. It's obvious why the royal Hawaiians picked Waikiki Beach for centuries. Too bad now it's filled with homeless people and drug addicts.
A more recent energy is that of the WWII era. Just being at the Royal Hawaiian Hotel and swimming in the waters the promise of new romance, excitement of being someplace so beautiful, and marriage proposals feel just as real now as it did back in the 1940's. On the flip side to that energy there is lingering resentment as to why now the area is catering to Japanese tourists. The servicemen feel insulted like giving their lives did not mean anything in the big picture. They feel their own country betrayed them.
Anyway, as I was sitting around earlier today I spotted this little message from the universe. As my dear friend, JLB, described how koi always swim upstream and is a symbol of great strength. The lovely lotus is a profound symbol of Buddhism. The lotus grows in muddy water and rises above the surface to bloom with remarkable beauty. At night the flower closes and sinks underwater, at dawn in opens again. It symbolizes the purity of heart and mind.
So, there it was... right in front of me. Everybody else was speeding along the busy walk way not even noticing the extraordinary in the ordinary. To me it was obvious and everybody else was totally oblivious. I'm used to that by now as nobody wants to dive deep and go down the rabbit hole. Most seem content to skim the surface layers. I'm looking for depth in a superficial world. Yeah, I'm a freak.
Sunday, November 8, 2015
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