| Had trouble
sleeping my first night back in Seattle.
Was it the mattress, sporadic city sounds or
ubiquitous electromagnetic frequencies?
Woke up feeling like a radio receiving too many
signals simultaneously, the stations all
My final night in Kipahulu I suffered insomnia,
thoughts revving, after eight weeks of sleeping
like a baby.
Finally fixed that by telling myself to stop future
tripping, just be present in the moment
wherever you happen to be.
It's a good thing to remember in times of
transition, the first and last lesson: nothing
stays the same but now is always here.
I felt centered and clear walking down the usual
alley when I saw this tar shingle roof. Maui was
once a pile of slag; time and
persistence of life turned it into a paradise.
Likewise, not only will untold beauty arise in
unlikely places--it is already there.