The Sunday Traveler ~ Returning to Kauai

Travel; going to an unknown destination, or returning to a place previously visited that has always had a little piece of your heart. New things in old places are always a possibility; so in the spirit of adventure with friends who offered to share their time share with me, I hopped on a plane and settled in with memories of happy times in Kauai. Looking out the window of the plane and down at the waters of the Pacific as we approached the island put me in a place of Zen.

Seeing the barge down in the water who knows how many feet down, and headed who knows where, made me think of my own travels over the last couple of years. Solo travel, with a destination researched minimally, more open to the wabi sabi of adventure with little structure, just letting the winds carry me where they might, and being where I was ultimately meant to be. It has worked for me every time.

The lesson I finally learned with this trip back to old memories is that things change. Memories are camouflaged behind morning mist and fronds of the past. Some things are not there any more

A photo from the past. This sculpture was on the beach of the hotel I had stayed at in the past; she was gone now. I used to put my lei around her every time with the understanding between us that she would ensure my return.  A lot to think about while I was here, but my friends saw to it that we explored places on the island that I had not seen before. New memories are on the itinerary now, and I have to remember it’s up to me to