There is something magical about the Garden Isle. Well, many things really. A lot of good has come from the last 6 weeks, namely restored health and a relaxed state of mind. I understand now why people move to the Happy State; where pressures ease, life slows, and appreciation for that which isn't man made, is found.
I will never forget what the air smells like here. It is rich with life; like a farm, without the funk of animal shit. I wish could bottle this air up and take it home with me, taking huffs here and there whenever I'm feeling toxic. When I first arrived, I had a hard time holding still on the beach for more than 2 hours. Now 6 hour days in the sun and sea fly by. This environment is intoxicating. I'm addicted. I get sad when I think of Sunday. Though I know what lies ahead will be another exciting segment, it's so hard to say goodbye. When I left San Diego, I had a hard time saying bye to friends. Here, I'm bidding farewell to the beach, the mountains, the jungle, and a simple life. Have I found inner peace? The answers to questions I came here to resolve? I am more peaceful than I can recall being in some time. Any more and I'd fall asleep. As for questions, the most important ones have been answered. Maybe I'll share sometime. Aloha. Sent from my iPhone
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