Aloha & Mahalo Too!

Welcome and Thank You! I'm home again...I returned one week and one and a quarter days ago. I'm pretty good at this gig of going back and forth. Usually. There are so many things I LOVE about Maui but this one stands out at the moment;  how very grateful I am for how high this land elevates me. I come home revived & alive.  Awake and Alive. Yes, Alive.  I understand a new depth of "Home is where the Heart is". My heart has merged in duality and beyond. Lucky me. I wonder if you can hear me through the words? The heart sings with no need of word. My song is for Maui and every other place I have had the pleasure to lay my head and rest.  I have rested well.  My song is more of a chant really. The rhythmic pulse of a jungle beat sets the stage for the local native dance and I stand ready to join in. The pulsating surge of flying onto a fierce & frantic freeway sets the stage for the local native dance and I sit ready to join in. Even though I prepare well with my awe inspiring nature scenes  etched into my mind this cement jungle shows me it's own beauty and again I am in awe.  Dare I say this is my main land now? The first time I ever landed at Kahalui's open airport I was greeted by my very own parents I pleasantly remember.   The exotic air pulled me off the jetway like Wimpy to his burger, or like Janet's moth to the flame. Lou & Lois welcomed me with much the same delight, I felt, as they did 40 years prior at Christ Hospital in Chicago on the spring morning of March 19th 4:20am. Their smiles and excitement were exuberant, contagious and familar. I was home.  Their happy faces are etched into my mind too forever... They showed me Maui and I fell in love. I felt love. It's been 15 years of crossing back and forth. In the good times, the fun times, the bad times, the happy & exciting times, the weak times, the horrible times, the scary times, the rich & the poor times Maui has lifted me like no other place but my child's bedside. 
Again, I came back with no tattoo. I have a simple one in mind- a vertical row of  cursive L's for Linda and Louie and Lois, my family that has moved on. For me the L's are many and they represent  what my family stands for and  what I stand for:
LOVELOVELOVELOVELOVELOVELOVELOVELOVELOVELOVE   'til if and when I get my own one, I just focus on my son in law's tattoo. The one that says "knowing is half the battle". That saying keeps revealing itself in monumental ways to me so I'll stick with that one for now. Some say the "pot of gold" resides at the end of the rainbow. For me it lies under the rainbow, the double rainbow that arches above me as I float from shore to shore. In both body and spirit. Aloha & Mahola Too!