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“To seek approval is to have no resting place, no sanctuary. Like all judgment, approval encourages a constant striving. It makes us uncertain of who we are and of our true value. Approval cannot be trusted. It can be withdrawn at any time no matter what our track record has been. It is as nourishing of real growth as cotton candy. Yet many of us spend our lives pursuing it.”
Rachel Naomi Remen
“Disbelief in magic can force a poor soul into believing in government and business."
Tom Robbins
“Anyone can give up, it's the easiest thing in the world to do. But to hold it together when everyone else would understand if you fell apart, that's true strength.”
Unknown
Ah! Fertile downtime!
I'm fallow today
allowing subtle energies to trickle down,
to fill up all my empty places
I'm recalling mis-remembered faces
revisiting those inner spaces
until the new spring
burbles forth.
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Long ago, about a mile or so from where we're sitting, there lived an old Hawaiian couple.
Every morning the husband would hike inland to hunt, while his wife took their calabash gourds to the fresh springs of Mo`ili`ili down towards the shoreline. There she filled them with the day's needed water, carrying them home as the sun reached mid-heaven.
One day the gourds felt particularly heavy.
"Wela i ka la" (Hot, the sun!) she said to herself.
"We are getting old." She told her husband that afternoon when he returned. We have no children. Who will help me carry the water as it grows heavier day by day?
Just then a visitor came by.
"E komo mai" (welcome) they called humbly. "Come into our hale and share our meal."
They didn't recognize Lono, the god of peace and increase. But Lono had heard their worries, and their simple piety had touched his heart.
Striking the dry, rocky soil close by their dwelling
he caused a fresh spring, a puna hou, to gush forth.
Now they could easily grow food close at hand
and water would flow
without labor.
The old couple lived for many more years
always welcoming their many guests
who brought them poi and fish to eat
with warm respect.
And the punahou never ran dry;
In fact it still murmurs today on the campus of the Punahou School; Alma Mater of President Barack Obama.
A L O H A, Cloudia