I thought it was cute at the time, Lis taking vids of the bobble-Buddha sitting on the dashboard of the well-seasoned (as in old, and perfectly funky) convertible I was considering buying. I never thought her video would turn out as good as it did.
Lis and I were on our way to Hilo, or Pahoa – I forget which; mostly it was just a beautiful drive along the Red Road on a beautiful day. Living on the Big Island of Hawai’i for two and a half years was one of the best things I ever did for myself. I met my husband there, I began to heal some long-standing wounds, I got to apprentice with an amazing artist, and I learned a lot about love (…and lovin’). Granted, I gave up a lot to do so… but I think what I gave up… I don’t think much of it was built to last anyway. So there you go.
And although I don’t live in Hawai’i anymore… my Pele, I want to go back. Hec and I talk about living there again, and everytime we do I just sigh.
So there you go. Aloha.
