Last week I left off saying that I didn't yet know where I would lay my head that night (in Kauai). I left my hotel feeling homeless and free and homeless and despairing. As I tuned out of the parking lot, my mind was saying, "I am not ready for this " and then a huge wave of love would come through and say "YES you are ready. There is nothing you need to do to prepare yourself. You have dome everything. You have percolated everything that you need. You are OK and you are ready. " So with that reassurance, I turned left and headed south. I hadn't yet seen that part of the island, so it seemed as good of a course as any. On the surface it doesn't really look like a big deal. After all, I had a credit card, a phone with a local number and a car. Some people move around with far less that this and I have since met them. What was causing the uproar and insecurity was the disconnect from having unanchored myself from any physical location of a perceptual home . To the mind this is like jumping out of an airplane. However, just like sky diving, there was an excitement for the unlimited potential to create while in flight.
The first thing that presented for me was a new car. I had been driving a 2000 Honda accord, which to me felt like a hummingbird driving a tank. The rental car place exchange my accord for a Toyota Echo, a much better match for a Fiat driver.
With my new wings, I continued to travel south and ended up on the beach in Poipu. This is an area that is kind of like a huge cruise ship. It is a village of time shares and does not have the same feel of freshness and freedom as I experienced in the north and east of the island where I had spent the first three nights. To me this place felt soul less. On the surfae, it looked like families having fun and playing but in my body I felt a huge suppression of the divine feminine. As I lay on the beach, a crushing depression came over my heart. As I continued to lay there, I could hear my higher levels saying, "you are in the birth canal and only you can go through this canal. You cannot take anybody or anything with you." I just lay there and let it wash over me all the while wanting to bolt. Because I had felt these strong feelings before on a little Greek island called Anti Paros (off of an island called Paros), I knew the thoughts were not me. However this did not lessen the intensity that was taking me over. Although every particle of my being wanted to jump ship, I jumped in the water instead and broke the cycle enough to feel more of Kiala inside my body. Going through the birth canal really just means activating the body so that it is not affected by what comes at it from the masses. With enough of me restored, I packed up and headed north again. Feeling very weepy, I chanted all the way home. I call it home because for whatever reason, I felt that I was going home. Also my mind already had me on an plane back to BC and I was heading towards the airport . In the end I found a place called the Kauai Sands hotel and life changed instantly. It was all there waiting for me once I came through the birth canal and was pushed out into the authenticity of the island. I was given a poolside room with an ocean view on the lanai. Because the body was still thrumming from the experience down south, I contacted several friends to help transmute what was still hanging on, and then I moved in. I literally moved into my body in a new way . Immediately, soul family started to show up. It was like they were always going to be here and we were always going to meet. Everyone has their own storey of how they arrived at this place but all who have become friends were all called by mother Kauai and we all answered the call.
Once I found a place to call home, I felt an insatiable desire to see the entire island, so I booked a helicopter tour. Actually this is the only way to see the entire island as most of it is not accessible by car. Never having been in a helicopter, the ride was a complete thrill. Beyond the thrill were cellular activations given to me by the island as we hovered over her in all her splendour. After the ride, I felt lit up like a christmas tree. I spent the evening in the quiet of the hotel and the ocean to take it all in.
Of all the places I have travelled thus far, this isle oozes the most love. Everyone I meet has a smile and is willing to be a friend, if only for a few minutes. Yes, people are on vacation and have left their worries behind, that is true, but it is different here. There is kindness that is like a virus. The island emanates this kindness. There are areas of suppression like I felt in Poipu and of course some people who's hearts are suppressed but eventually all of that will be transmuted as more of us return to our home, both geographically and cellularly. Anyone with a suppressed heart has a tremendous amount of courage to come here and be here because it will begin to break loose.
Favourite fun things I have immersed myself in this week are (drum roll please);
1. A Hawaiian dance recital that featured young and very accomplished dancers, mastered by their Kumu (teacher) Leilani (pictured below) . Not only did they Hula but they also featured dances, songs and drumming from New Zealand and Tonga. I felt myself being carried on the wings of the Aloha spirit and I went home smiling to the core.
People call this island "Layed back", I call it LOVE. It is the isle of love. If there is a Garden of Eden it is here on Kauai.
Kumu Leilani
2. An evening of Ukulele and Hawaiian song during which I got to play on stage with a whole group of Ukulele enthusiasts. I jumped into this surprising invitation like one who sees a fine wave and knows that the surf will be a thrill.
3. I was invited by a new friend local friend who has lived here for 13 years, to the end of the road up north of Hanlei during the rains. We were accompanied by a three year old angel boy. The rains were fresh and invigorating and the ocean roared with 8-10 ft waves. The little boy was like being with a pure crystal as his blue eyes and blonde hair and pure sound lit up my heart.
Last night I slept for 10 hours, letting my cells catch up to all that they have been drawn into. Today I am off on another invitation to explore. In Kauai, I have discovered that all invitations and even minor plans are subject to falling through the cracks. Easy come and easy go. As one invitation crashes, another one shows up around the next bend. My hotel is right next to a preserved sacred site who's very vibration makes it easy to be still.
What else is in store? What else will present? Each day is a surprise as I cease to plan and open to all that is here and all that wants to play.
3. I was invited by a new friend local friend who has lived here for 13 years, to the end of the road up north of Hanlei during the rains. We were accompanied by a three year old angel boy. The rains were fresh and invigorating and the ocean roared with 8-10 ft waves. The little boy was like being with a pure crystal as his blue eyes and blonde hair and pure sound lit up my heart.
Last night I slept for 10 hours, letting my cells catch up to all that they have been drawn into. Today I am off on another invitation to explore. In Kauai, I have discovered that all invitations and even minor plans are subject to falling through the cracks. Easy come and easy go. As one invitation crashes, another one shows up around the next bend. My hotel is right next to a preserved sacred site who's very vibration makes it easy to be still.
What else is in store? What else will present? Each day is a surprise as I cease to plan and open to all that is here and all that wants to play.
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