Sunday, February 28, 2016

Sunday Morning Comin' Down (as an old friend wrote)

Put Bear Pono outside to eat his early morning fill of snow. We were surrounded by a magnificent Maxfield Parrish sky. Upper Valley sunrise of soft yellows through dark oranges and reds. Mahalo Nā Akua. This has been a week unfolding like a spring bud in a big hurry. New experiences came running to me in a heated rush.
In my Artistʻs Way morning pages I had written of the cocooning of winterʻs hibernation and stated that I was ready to expand my world with new experiences and new people. Wowza! Be careful what you ask for...and then pay attention.
On Monday I got a call for an need for a Beginner Hula class. The woman had daughters and was ready to go. I emailed my present haumana (students) to invite them, as well. Tuesday evening the class was begun. The new students stood on the edge of a new experience and dived right in with ooohs and aaahs and laughter. Oh, yes; that was a fine beginning.
Wednesday is our Lele Mana O Pueo class; we are preparing for a performance in March at Snowy Owl. We are part of a presentation of Dangerous Women in celebration of Womenʻs History Month. We will honor Pele, the Goddess of the Volcano. Dance, dance, dance. And chant.
Thursday was a hoot! I had recently contacted my Kumu ʻŌlelo, Likolani Tackett, to ask to return to study of Hawaiian language with her. Language is critical to my understanding of hula and Hawaiian culture. I have completed 4 semesters with her, but that was 18 months, ago. Time to return! I joined a Skype class already in session on Thursday night. Oh, my goodness. Smoke was pouring out of my ears as I began retrieval of grammar I had not used in a very long time. I love it! Crazy good fun. And fine new people to get to know.
Friday was an evening of fine dining with past clients who have become dear friends. We walked to Wok About Grill and ate and talked for hours. She is a Native American Rights attorney. He captains the boat during fishing season in Alaska. They rescue Great Pyrenees. I rescue malamutes. Theirs are bigger!
Saturday was time spent with a wonderful sistah who made time to come visit for the rest of the weekend. Time to talk story again. We met another dear friend at OʻGradyʻs for lunch. She is a math professor, a jewelry maker and a paddler of her own kayak. Kimberly comes once a year to this conference and we get to spend 3 hours together. We met through Alaskan Malamute Rescue and became sisters of the hair immediately.
My real estate business is blossoming, as well. I am so grateful for all of my clients, both returning and new. We are on their paths to new discovery.
Art Journaling continues to pull me into the world of paints, inks, stamps and stencils with my talented and funny daughter in law, Heidi. I listen and learn from her. And also I just "try s---!" My favorite way to approach the art.
Like this morningʻs Maxfield Parrish sky, my world is expanding, vibrant and varied; full of promise. I am blessed.
"I ka wā mamua i ka wā mahope." The future is in the past.

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