Lifetimes

Hawaii has shown me how to love the simple things in life. To
Not be so caught up in material possessions, social scenes and/or the gossip of everyday life. Hawaii's shown me how to love.

I love Hawaii for so many reasons, but the simplistic nature of life itself has brought me back to....myself.

Over the years, I lost who I was. Got caught up in social bullshit, and even started forming "material" habits. I stopped enjoying life.

When I first moved here, I was living on the Big Island. I moved with two duffle bags and a car. Nothing else. I had no friends, no furniture, no cable, no Internet or computer and a phone that barely worked. I really had no set path/goals in life, but what I did have was beautiful skies, beaches, that were only seen on postcards, and the sun. It was always there for me.

I learned that there is more to life than tv and cable (which is so easy to get caught up in) I enjoy life so much more withOUT tv/cable.

I've learned that life isn't about material possessions. (I didn't buy furniture/have furniture until a year went by -when Andrew and I moved in together) Before that I only had an air mattress. After we broke up, I started "putting roots down" and bought some furniture.
A few years later I sold it all to come here (Oahu).
And now, currently, all I have in my house is a bed. I made sure I got at least that. I have a few shelves I brought with me, but they don't count.

In a year's time I'll be selling 3/4 of my stuff to move back to Texas; like when I moved out here in the first place. Funny how it's all come full circle...

I met some amazing people who helped me along a path of spiritual awakening like I never thought possible. This has shaped me in more ways people probably realize.

Everyone is ohana. Live. Love. What used to be foreign has become my way of life, something I could never let go, doesn't matter what continent I end up on.

Since my dads heart attack up until now, I've learned that everything happens for a reason, and without this soul searching adventure in the only place I've ever felt at home (Hawaii), I wouldn't ever have found myself...my soul.

So while I'm planning on my 18374748839293884 move, but this time, back to the mainland, I can't help but think, moving here had purpose. I wouldn't be who I am today without having found this piece of my puzzle.

I feel like I've grown several lifetimes worth in 3 bitty years.

I'm not the same person who's coming back to the mainland. I'm an island girl, and probably always will be -in search of something; and ainokea.

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