Epic Journey to Waimanu Part 2

Epic Journey to Waimanu – The Valley of Many Waters

July 31st – August 8th, 2012

Everyday is so full of mystery
We know not what day of the week is, what time…

I could hear my grandfather laughing at my attempts to fish
the untamed ocean, my inexperience, my lack of patience
I’m now humbled

Everything constantly changing
isn’t Nature our best teacher…?

I observe, I experience the love and patience,
the inevitable ups and downs
the patterns…

We are taught to “break patterns”
yet Nature show us how common patterns are…
everywhere I look
patterns of all kinds…

and yet!

how gracefully and slowly those patterns are constantly changing into other patterns

We go on in phases, rhythms
We go on trusting all patterns and its changes are necessary for growth
as long as we are as awake and aware of them…

Loving it here

Embracing every minute
with consciousness by my side

We welcome the sun after a stormy night
We chant & tone to the sun
to thyself, to the self..
All One

Looking for a spot to fish
we walked to the other side of the beach
no luck

instead
we got to clean the shore
empty plastic bottles everywhere
we looked up
cliffs so crumbly we decided to go no further
took all the rubbish to the trash can for the helicopters to take it out

People leaving the valley
leaving some couscous, honey, coconuts, hummus and lentils for us

“Maybe we can stay much longer… if everybody gives us their food..! “ Daniel says 🙂

We welcome the abundance
No thoughts, no plans, just being
really…
just being…

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OUR DINNING TABLE

(camera in automatic, running to sit down, table falling down, trying to catch the food, laughing so hard)

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Swimming, eating, laying in the sun, adventuring,
reading, napping and kissing through the tent screen!

From the camp, in the distance,
at the very far end of the beach we can see a yellow thing on the shore
Daniel says it looks like my Amakua, the Monk Seal

“it’s way too yellow, it’s probably just a log” I said

After eating a bit burned of an oatmeal,
I prepare myself for my morning plunge in the ocean
“I’ll wave at you from out there, if it is a Monk Seal” I said

My footprints on the beach
is all there is while strolling
IMG_1216IMG_1214Looking at the somehow greenish sand
I soon realized that yellow thing we saw in the distance was not a log

I started praying
it looked like a bloated something, a dog, a person …
it was so yellow, I thought it might be decomposing

There are so many pigs hunters and their dogs are so beat up,
I thought it could be a dog that died and it was carried out by the ocean

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it was a big dog!
a huge dog!
an ocean dog! a Monk Seal indeed…
and it was alive…

Alive and happy
maybe even pregnant
she was so precious!
I’ve never seen one that color!
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fly over us
seems as if they are curious about the Monk Seal
they go around and around
until they finally leave

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as an offering to a wise earthling
she looked at us and wink
we are all so elated we can sing

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NIGHT TIME AT CAMP

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Morning walks to the spring
Greeting all creatures and Mangoes falling in our feet
Our friend the Monk seal is still hanging out at the beach
what a blessing this is!

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Asana: twisted tree!

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MY OFFERING TO AMAKUA

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MISO SOUP

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THE VALLEY

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The day to leave has arrived
and the sky looks so dense…

a hawaiian man, a hunter yet older and out of shape says “ I would not go if I was you”

Food is not abundant for us to stay one more day
I feel a strong urge to go
intuition kicks in, no time to waste, we have to go.

We cross the river and the rain starts to fall
we still trust
we still move

Once uphill, the clouds dissipated
the sun shone in between some very light showers
We ended up having the best weather
and the trail was even more beautiful than we remembered!

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