Waikiki Closeups

A  L  O  H  A !

 With flowers the sex is 

up-front and x-rated. 

 Harold Davis, 

Photographing Flowers: Exploring Macro Worlds with Harold Davis

Turtle Tiles on the Pool Bottom

 I am a product of long corridors, 

empty sunlit rooms, 

upstairs indoor silences, 

attics explored in solitude, 

distant noises of gurgling cisterns 

and pipes, and the noise of 

wind under the tiles. Also, 

of endless books.

              C. S. Lewis

One of the most attractive things 
about the flowers is 
their beautiful reserve.
Henry David Thoreau

A morning glory at my window 

satisfies me more than 

the metaphysics of books.     

Walt Whitman

Plate Lunch Bliss: Korean BBQ Chicken, Rice, Kim Chee,

cold bean sprouts with sesame oil, and pickled cucumber salad. 

$7USD  if you walk out of Waikiki into the local neighborhoods.

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Thanks For Swinging By, Dear!

                                       cloudia

And I Went Into A Dream

A  L  O  H  A   from   Honolulu !

Something about this building was whispering in my

subconscious, trying to get my attention.

" If the doors of perception 

were cleansed 

every thing would appear

 to man as it is, 

Infinite. 

For man has 

closed himself up,

 till he sees all things

 thro' narrow chinks 

of his cavern. "

                 William Blake 

The Sun was using one particular spot to refract & reflect 

Red, Yellow, Green!

“ You can find pictures 

anywhere. It's simply a matter 

of noticing things 

and organizing them. 

You just have to care 

about what's around you. . . .”

                             Elliott Erwitt

Suddenly, the solid, normal 

surface 

of the morning opened up,

 revealing facets of 

beauty all around. . .

. . . And I fell into a dream

“Reverie is not 

a mind vacuum. 

- It is rather 

the gift of

 an hour which 

knows 

the plenitude of the soul.”

                       Gaston Bachelard

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Thank You!

Fondly, cloudia

Keeping my "Biker Card"

A     L     O     H     A   !

" - thanks to 

a benevolent arrangement 

the greater part 

of life

 is sunshine. "

Thomas Jefferson

A Fact so obvious

that we easily forget it!

" Cynicism 

is full of 

naive disappointments. "

Mason Cooley 

" Early in life 

I had noticed 

that no event is ever 

correctly reported in 

a newspaper. "

George Orwell

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People joke that bloggers

blog

about the minutiae of our lives.

Well it's no joke.

Some bloggers DO tell

personal stuff,

or the content of their 

days (including noteworthy

meals, with photos)

But you know what?

I have found that I

really like 

some of the people

who blog (like I do)

In fact, I actually CARE

when they fall on a steep

stair in public transit,

or have a fine drive over

countryside I'll never see,

but that they describe so 

well.

Usually, I stick to my format,

my comfortable niche,

of 3 photos, some chosen

quotes; and if I do add some

point of view, or life experience,

I keeps it short, and as "graspable"

as I can make it

by YOU. Your time

is valuable.

Your visits, gifts I appreciate,

comments, sublime!

We have a real every-day

communion of some sort

Here, in the Comfort Spiral,

and There: at YOUR special

blogsites.

So yesterday on my scooter

I did a needed errand

at JUST the wrong time!  Short version: I got soaking wet, had an adventure, but got home safely, and am feeling SO alive!

I wanted to share with you, and wrote stream of conscious so

here's the ENTIRELY too long version:

Hard to believe that we were a two motorcycle family
 for such a long time. Work, School, social life, groceries.
All on motorcycles.

Looking back, we were the real thing
day in and day out,
particularly after me and a few friends 
started a patch-wearing
women's motorcycle club in Hawaii.

I was a lot younger in the late 80's - 90's,
with more rough edges.

Rain or shine, we got where we had to be,
did what we had to do. On motorcycles.

Yesterday, I learned an important life-lesson
from some ancient Chinese calligraphy
on New Year Red Paper.

For over 20 years, during the New Year Fest,
I have purchased
hand calligraphed lucky red sayings/wishes
from a gentleman at Honolulu's
Chinese Cultural center.
I am always down there multiple times
over the two weekend period of
festival, and this year was no different.

But I dallied in buying my 
red necessities this year!
[They ARE displayed in our home
through the year]

Yesterday was the LAST day of the festival.
Who KNOWS how you contact
these guys the rest of the year!
So I HAD to get that paper 
NOW or Never

(No pre-printed stuff allowed anymore!
we are such NON-Chinese Prima donnas
about this stuff! :)

I had to GET that red paper. 
At LEAST 3 of them
for our purposes.

So on my scooter (motorcycle privileges
and licensing) I set out to Chinatown
confident as always that I would pop
my scoot just into the center where the
local workers park their cycles, scooters, mopeds.

But the rain came.

Soon after I set out.

"Did I used to do this ROUTINELY,
riding in the rain on two wheels?!"

Well of course I did. Why do we feel
invulnerable too far into adulthood?

And of course I needed gas.
In the rain. 
At the gas(petrol) station
local kids with skateboards
wisely waited out the rain
undercover.

But fueled up, I pressed on,
and became what seemed 
at the time:
 "Soaked."

HA!

I used to be a scarcity thinker.
"There's never enough."
But have morphed into an
Abundance Thinker.


" Who knows that 
enough is enough 
will always have 
enough. "
Lao Tzu

I now assume that 
there is a bill or two
larger than a $1 crammed
into my bag.

But when I got parked, and looked
at my cash:
$8 in singles, 
and four Quarters($1 USD)!

 No street food me!

[Street festivals are cash situations,
unlike gas stations/credit cards;
stop waving your gold card around,
jerk]

No trinkets today
appropriate for
the Year of the Wood Horse
(delightfully, my Chinese astrologer
recommends a monkey figurine 
in our bedroom!)

But my calligraphy man was there.
I made it! 

Through wet sunglasses, 
I made my choices from the
tiny print on the list by number:

16, 15, and a number 7.

Two for $5 / $3 Each
which comes to:
yes. $8. 

No street food, no trinkets,
but I would be left
one paper dollar 
to feed any dancing lions
I may encounter!

The lady assisting the calligrapher scholar
accepted my seven single bills, and 4 quarters 
owed.

When I told her how lucky I had enough,
but no jin dui for me,
She,
a Chinese speaking, older woman
(older than me! yay)
in hardscrabble Chinatown
that always reminds me of my own
immigrant grandparents
and small family business, 
and times of hard work 
that frankly most white people 
of my generation know nothing of-

These are my immigrant American
people at heart, and I rarely bargain 
anymore.

(maybe just if the price 
is tourist-outrageous,
or I might do a:

"here's a $10 - 
that item is worth this to me
right now.")

 But I never really haggle
with subsistence capitalists 
at the bottom rung.
It is a privilege
when I can buy something
I need from them.

Anyway, this lady said to me: 
"No money for food?"
And gave me Fifty cents back!

Un-asked and unexpected (!)
but accepted with a 
Gung Hee Fat Choy,
and a She She.

I carefully placed the partially protected
Red Paper Treasures
that will bless our home
for the year,
under the seat of my scoot.

(Now to get safely home)

On the ride home,
the entire ride,
the Heavens Opened Up
For-Reals 
Hawaiian Style!

Silly me, thinking I had been
wet before.

Now I just wanted to get home
in one piece,
so this former taxi driver-

(READ MY BOOK _ YOU'LL
LOVE IT! - too pushy?)

-took to the uncrowded backstreets
away from the crazy people in cars,
and trucks and SUVs.

I was doing good until the
legendary (but forgotten)
"Queen Street Ponds"
that form on the eponymous
street when it RAINS.

 Parts of Queen street are
REALLY, pre-code, OLD- 
Hawaiian Kingdom days, OLD!

So all the fools safe and dry in 
cars (and trucks) splashed about
like water was just the thing
to introduce to your car's engine
compartment!

And it occurred to few of them
that I might not enjoy
well, you get the idea.

I was thoroughly and royally soaked
by street runoff,
in addition to pure Hawaiian rain.

Soaked through. 
"To the skin" as they say,
but it seemed deeper than
that - yuck.

I squeezed my fists
stopped at a red light
and laughed at the water running
out of my gloves!

Good times.

All I could think was:
"I've been a licensed biker
for (mumble) decades now,
but I'm too old (or smart?) 
for THIS crap!"

I'm just
So GRATEFUL that
my trusty scooter
did not stall
in the depths of 
Lake Queen Street
as the squalls lashed
my face;

Grateful that
I am here
safe, Showered,
and dry
sharing the 
Blog-0-Sphere
with YOU!

So the lesson of the scrolls?
"Don't leave things easily done
til the LAST POSSIBLE
moment!"

And the cherry on top
is that the sun came out
after I got home,
and the rest of the day
was dry and lovely.

I just crapped out,
and
burned some Karma
one hopes.


That's my story, and I'm sticking to it.
Tomorrow: back to the spare,
Zen format, campers.               Love, Cloudi

Plenty to See

A  L  O  H  A !

1 - 2 - 3

Plenty to See

Plenty to Be

You  &  Me

Light & Shadow:

 Splendor in the Grass

And so another day doth pass-

Hawaii Style.


" There is a fountain of youth:
 it is your mind, 
your talents,
 the creativity you bring
 to your life 
and the lives of people
 you love. 
When you learn 
to tap this source, 
you will truly have 
defeated age. "

Sophia Loren





Seeing YOU here
is one of the 
GOOD THINGS!



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Do Leave Your Comment

                        Warmly, Cloudia

Your Music

A   L   O   H   A !

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" Each morning

 I gaze at the eastern horizon,

 and if the sun keeps its promise, 

I keep mine.  "

Robert Brault

Oahu Hawaii, Ko`olau Mts, Windward Side

" On the mountains of truth 

you can never climb in vain - "

                                                               Friedrich Nietzsche



" My father considered a walk
 among the mountains 

as the equivalent of churchgoing. "

Aldous Huxley

“If you don't think

 every day is a good day, 

just try missing one.”

 Cavett Robert

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The brass band

can't ALWAYS be in your parade,

but

I promise that

if you listen for it,

 music is always

accompanying 

Y  O  U

 all day long.

So get out there

and make your own kind of 

music;

even if nobody else sings 

along.

Sing out in comments :-)

                        Warmly, cloudia 

" Music is not man's invention, 

but his heritage

 from the blessed spirits. "

Tomas Luis de Victoria
 

STARS: You & Me

A L O H A !

" All the world's a stage,

And all the men and women merely players:

They have their exits and their entrances;

And one man in his time plays many parts,

His acts being seven ages. At first the infant,

Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.

And then the whining school-boy,

with his satchel. . ."

"JAQUES "

 

Shakespeare
As You Like It, 1600

"Ay," said the Captain, reverentially;

"it's a almighty element.
There's wonders in the deep,

my pretty. "

    Charles Dickens

It's hard to remember

back to this state of mind,

but I used to wake up
with a jolt

and wonder:
' WHAT is going wrong 
today!?! '

EVERYTHING seemed a burden,

worried me,

and added to my general

hopelessness.

Strangely, it was hanging around with

bikers,

specifically my friend Rat,

that hipped me to the fact

that maintenance is part of

life - not an emergency-

and CERTAINLY NOT 

a judgement from on High

Hanging around in the garage,

having good greasy fun

(some of it legal and printable)

changing my own oil,

and feeling tools in my hand-

well it was pretty exotic stuff

to this child of a family that

straight out bickered

at every little thing
that came up.

A flat tire,
or needed oil change

is NOT somebodies 

fault!

Who knew?

So this week,

A few little, em,

life-problems

have popped up.

Gosh, I'm SO over 
panicking!

Long story short,

I kept my cool,

paused BEFORE acting,

and SHOOTS, if the scary problems

didn't just get worked out beautifully!

So THAT's what it means:

A coward dies a thousand deaths

 (every day!)

The brave die only once.

It seems to me now,

that prevention, maintenance,

nagging repetitive tasks,

unexpected complications,

unforeseen problems,

are all merely the Plot Points

and Minor Characters

in OUR movie/film.

WE are the stars!

It is HOW we play the role of

our-self,
dealing with

these Minor Characters,

all this "Stage Business"

of life,

that determines if the film

is a comedy, tragedy,

or farce; 

  Whether it turns out to be

up lifting, 
or troubling.

Because

we are not just the protagonist,
we are TRUE Auteur's:

We are each the Director,

as we are Lead Star
too !

So I'm done 

letting: minor characters,

or plot-points,

steal my

close-ups.

Aloha,
pleased to meet you!

I'm Cloudia,

problem solver,

true Auteur,

S T A R !

Thank you SO much
for coming to my theater today;

Step up out of the audience,

onto the "Comments" stage

and tell us something about 

YOU,

about YOUr week

                                      WARMLY, cloudia