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Hawaii, My Dreamland


Val is a life-long practically oriented student of effective emotional and attitudinal responses to the many challenges of life.

Cute hula dancers doing their seducing routine

Cute hula dancers doing their seducing routine

Hawaii is not a state of mind, but a state of grace.

-- Paul Theroux

Dreams Do Come True

Six years ago, at the age of 69, a dream came true for a little Croatian boy -- as I sank my feet in the hot sands of Hawaiian beach Waikiki. It felt like a continuation of that dream, but so much more vivid, so delightfully tangible -- only to turn back into being just a dream again, once that it was over.

If there is anything like reincarnation, then I used to be one of those locals, tanned and glowing with vitality, walking my hula-girl with a huge flower in hair in that colorful sunset. In the evening to sit by the fire, side by side to a wise kahuna and absorb his words of perennial wisdom.

Some time ago, a woman claiming to be a psychic told me how I used to be a High Priest in ancient civilization of Lemuria, situated on a continent that sank into Pacific, leaving just its highest mountain peaks that we know now as Hawaiian islands. I don't particularly believe in psychics -- although keeping my mind open -- but in those moments I wanted to believe what she said. I needed "something - anything" to make sense of my fascination with that pristine world of mysterious cultural origin.

I must have been just a boy of six or seven, when I heard Hawaiian music on radio for the first time. Croatia, that time a part of communist Yugoslavia, was open to the cultures of the world, and I could listen to music in all languages, and see movies from all over Europe, both North and South America.

I'll never forget how, after seeing "Mutiny on the Bounty" with Marlon Brando, I stayed glued to my seat for a while, as those around me were moving towards the exits of the theater. With that emotional mixture of a profound sadness that the movie was over, and something like an epiphany inspired by Polynesian locations.

These days, now and then, I still listen to the musical score from that movie called "Follow Me" (Love song) by Bronislau Keper on You tube. It's like I can't have enough of it, as it keeps reminding me of those days spent in that paradise on earth.

Me, a 69 years old youngster on Waikiki Beach

Me, a 69 years old youngster on Waikiki Beach

For me, the magic of Hawaii comes from the stillness, the sea, the stars.

-- Joanne Harris

Self-Trained for "Walking on Sunny Side of Street"

There is something so gently fluid and smooth in the sound of Hawaiian language. I memorized three expressions, which I can also tell in some dozen other languages, like "hello" = "aloha", "thank you" = "mahalo", and "I love you" = wau ia oe". That pleasant fluidity of Hawaiian language comes from only 12 letters in their alphabet, 5 vowels (a,e,i,o,u) and 7 consonants (h, k, l, m.n.p.w).

Now, as I am writing all this, I am aware how strange, if not downright crazy may sound all this "touristic exaggeration" to all those who have been there, maybe more than once, but never experienced it remotely the way I am describing it here.

Well, to some, "booze is the same as in Bahamas, Copacabana, French Riviera, or Greek islands -- plus, those localities have culturally much more to show".

I may agree, except for the detail of "booze", since I don't drink. However, keeping in mind our different tastes and our overall individual differences -- Hawaii just feel special to me. At times I am willing to believe in stories, true or not, that their volcanic soil, rich in minerals, is producing more of electromagnetic field, which is positively affecting our own.

There is actually a name that I forget, for such spots on earth where this energy has been measured to be much stronger than elsewhere. Again, I don't know, but I like the sound of it, because of that special feeling I get while I am there.

Being a selective composer of my intimate reality, I don't turn a blind eye on the negative -- which I have proven with some of my satires, I hope -- but I do minimize it in my emotional responses, while zooming on the positive.

So, yes, I do know that there is hardly a restroom to be found on Waikiki beach, and everybody is probably "saving the No. 2 for their hotel's toilets", while making that part of Pacific just slightly saltier -- if you know what I mean. Anyhow, patience with that No.2 doesn't altogether come as a problem, because people usually don't eat heavily prior to spending some hours of sizzling under the powerful sun.

Also, I know about relatively high crime in Honolulu, and right there on the beach, maybe 50 feet from us was sleeping an old homeless woman in a rare to be found spot of shade.

Misery is universal, but, again, I am a living example of the psycho-philosophy that propagates "walking on the sunny side of the street" (no pun intended), so some details get surgically cut out of my prioritized observance. Looking one foot over that woman's shoulder allows me to see Hawaii the way that justifies my trip there.

Namely, if i had wanted to exercise my compassion for those unfortunate of this planet, I didn't have to travel half a way around the world -- sitting my ass at my Canadian home and watching daily news would have done just fine.

Faren, our tour guide at Polynesian Cultural Center

Faren, our tour guide at Polynesian Cultural Center

A slightest breeze cooled the Hawaiian spring air, swaying the branches of palm trees, which cast black silhouettes against the purple and orange colors of the twilight sky.

-- Victoria Kahler

Can Bliss Be Shared, or even Contagious"

In that Hawaiian delight cooked up in my heart, I don't mind adding any spice that will enhance its enchanting character -- even shamelessly including that "Lemurian High Priest" story.

In addition, how could I possibly forget those hula dancers shaking their bellies with a speed that makes you dizzy from too much testosterone in bloodstream -- or I'll let you call it anything else.

Gee, it's so good to feel young at 75.

Not just "young at heart", but young all over, if you know what I mean. I'll never truly understand why people need alcohol or drugs to feel this way. And, if I can feel it at will here in Canada, with outside temperatures currently at minus 30 degrees Celsius, it's easy to understand what that sunny place with palm trees and flowers does for me.

Well, I will forever be a romantic, prone to decorating my version of reality with anything that doesn't have a potential to cause a harm. Hard core realism will never be my cup of tea, and paradoxical as it may sound, my version of realism I see as more "down to earth" than the one which dissects factual reality making living a prosaic, worthless event between birth and death.

You know, now that we are at these things, sometimes I wonder about people -- if they really have a capacity to experience a profound peace, happiness, and love, or it's only a concept in their minds inspiring for those feelings which somehow keep their distance like a mirage in a desert.

So, when I talk to people about my blissful moments, do they really relate it to something similar in their memory banks, or there is no account with that kind of currency in it.

Likewise, they tell me about their gods, their personalized version of their chosen deity, but I don't see in them much of a reflection of anything divine. On the other hand, here I talk like an atheist, but how could I share my meditative moments of kundalini energy shooting up my spine to illuminate my head like a giant Christmas tree, opening that quantum gate into unfathomable realm of the divine.

Should I even keep quiet about it, not to be taken for a weirdo? Indeed, how much is "appropriate" for us to uncover about our intimate reality?

Waikiki Beach, Hawaii

Waikiki Beach, Hawaii

Hawaii is the island of big dreams for both islanders and guests. Those dreams born in paradise indeed come true.

-- Sharon Linnea

Anybody Out There to Join Me?

For, here I go enthusing myself with something that gives me joy, while at the back of my mind I hear a voice telling me how people would relate more if I told them about some aspects of my past that contained drama, uncertainty, loneliness, disappointments -- what not.

If I didn't see it as hilarious, it could sound like an unsettling truism that in depression we can be just as lonely as in a blast of happiness, ease, simplicity, and peace. Those in the "middle" -- and that makes most of the folks -- don't like seeing either of the extremes.

At the same time, I observe them as doing everything in their power to reach some emotional heights -- with possessions, chemical crutches, sexual indulgence, even foods, and getting a temporary rush of endorphins from strenuous workouts.

But then, creating an inner "emotional climate" of persistent joy and calm through nothing but mind's effort -- that they will shun as something weird, unnatural, phony.

So, as I am writing all this, what am I left with to believe about my "sharing" something here. Am I alone at the beach, or can I see a bunch of you rushing to the blue water, screaming happily before plunging in.

O.K., back there i said how I don't believe in psychics -- but, just for the hell of it, let me play one here, while I am reading some minds that must be thinking: "Look at this old fart going nuts, I hope I won't be like that when I turn 75."

It's all right, guys, I am used to receiving this kind of telepathic compliments. Hey, you should know by now that I can do it -- remember the "High Priest of Lemuria"?-- lol.

On a more sober note, I hope some of you had a little fun reading my own mind -- because I was really trying hard to make it legible.

© 2020 Val Karas


Allen Edwards from Iowa on February 17, 2020:

@KonaGirl so much for the .."Aloha is the essence of relationships in which each person is important to every other person for collective existence". . . Spirit.

I guess I will have to be content to be comforted by my own "blessings" and be ready for the ..somewhat "dire, implied", consequences?

KonaGirl from New York on February 17, 2020:

@Allen Edwards It's not up to me to bless or not bless. People are armed with knowledge and make their own choices. Often regardless of consequences.

Val Karas (author) from Canada on February 16, 2020:

Allen, my Hawaiian brother of next incarnation -- If I had a list of principles I live by, somewhere near its top would be one saying that we don't need others' blessing for fulfillment of our heart's desires.

Not even from such a fine lady that our friend Kona Girl appears to be. And hoping that the concrete jungle of New York has not cooled down the warmth of Hawaiian sunshine instilled into her once young soul -- she can only empathize with you.

After all, with all those "illegal Phillipinos, Japanese, and Asian folks", Hawaiian natives can only gain by getting someone who respects their tradition, their culture, and breathes in unison with those waves and ripples kissing the Hawaiian shores.

Allen Edwards from Iowa on February 16, 2020:

Val..My -- in spirit -- Hawaiian "Bruddah". I have every intention of living my last days -- and perhaps taking my last breath -- walking, crawling, or lying atop those warm, sublime sands of Kauai.

I am gazing out towards that wonderful, majestic expanse of the Blue Pacific, and as I am mesmerised by the sight of its power and expanse, I am also reduced to my simplicity of existence by the contrasting existence of its awesome, almost terrifying, sound. That sound, which can contain, and be produced by, both .. those massive crashing waves offshore, and the gentleness of those same waves lapping at my feet now buried in the warm sand at waters edge.Those sounds now reduced, perhaps, to the sembalance of what my mind is trying to conjure up as memories of ..what a 2 year old interrupts as the theraputic sounds of an ancient rocking chair creaking, as Mom holds me tight, singing to me with her soft lullaby.

Now, if I could get a "simple blessing" from KonaGirl to proceed to that place ..of which I am destined to arrive and not depart. I will be extremely grateful!

KonaGirl from New York on February 16, 2020:

I got a really good chuckle from your statement, "Now, to add a dash of humor to your mention of "overpopulated" Hawaii, well, look at you, my dear, you moved from an overpopulated land which is dear to your heart to one multiple-times more populated New York. Are you sure "New York needed you to move there?" LMAO.

I only came here because it is where my husband is from. We came to take care of his aging parents and now they are gone he doesn't want to leave. We are not in the city, however, we are in the country in Upstate New York. Oddly enough, my cousin left Kona a few years ago and IS in the city. Go figure. Auwe.

Anyway, thank you for your lovely article showing the aloha you have for my home. I'll be returning again soon to visit my grandchildren and will be there for several months. It is always such a pleasure to return home, visit with all of the ohana, eat local food, and become one again with the ocean, if only for a few short months.

Val Karas (author) from Canada on February 15, 2020:

Bushra -- I am happy you enjoyed reading the article. Thank you.

Val Karas (author) from Canada on February 15, 2020:

John, my friend -- From my response to Kona Girl you can see why "moving there permanently" is not "in the stars for me" -- although some would say "never say never". But I am glad you could relate to my fascination with Hawaii with your own experience at Vanuatu, in New Caledonia. Maybe some day you will write something about that interesting experience.

Val Karas (author) from Canada on February 15, 2020:

Allen -- Maybe next year Anna and I will do exactly what you said -- take this 12 hour flight to The Paradise. With a developed nostalgia for the future, we always need something ahead to look forward to. Life is good, my friend, so much more to be experienced!

"Mahalo" for your being who you are, Allen -- a good human being and a friend, with every line you write in your comments, and everything between them.

Lela from Somewhere near the heart of Texas on February 15, 2020:

Val, it's true. There are many homeless people in Hawaii. You won't freeze to death, and food is available for ohana. (Family). But you will also find that as usual, the upper 1% tend to ruin everything for the poor people. Only the rich can afford million dollar leases. You can't buy land now. You can only lease it.

Fortunately, I had a job that was in bug demand there, and still is. But the pay still doesn't make living there possible. I ran out of money after 2 years and lived on credit until I could get back to Texas. I really hated to leave, but there is no middle class. There is only the rich and the poor.

You are correct. Go for vacations only :-)

Val Karas (author) from Canada on February 15, 2020:

Lela -- I am trying to imagine all the good memories you got from Hawaii, and your description is hinting at quite some. We are looking forward to our next visit, whenever that may be, and we'll visit more of that paradise than the last time. Thanks for the tips. Say hi to Bob. -- Hugs, Val

Val Karas (author) from Canada on February 15, 2020:

Kona Girl --- I understand your protective local patriotism, and I can even relate to it. Namely, when I heard about Middle Eastern migrants coming to my native Croatia, my first, knee-jerk reaction was negative.

Then I gave it a second thought, and realized how that's all beyond my control, and it's not worth losing nervous energy. Now, to add a dash of humor to your mention of "overpopulated" Hawaii, well, look at you, my dear, you moved from an overpopulated land which is dear to your heart to one multiple-times more populated New York. Are you sure "New York needed you to move there?"

You see what I mean? We all have our private reasons for doing things which may not objectively make much sense to others.

As for my moving to Hawaii, not to worry, I love dreaming, but now I would just need to dream about some half million bucks and hope that such a dream would also come true, like my visit to Hawaii did.

Namely, being a senior, I would have to give up my next-to-free Canadian medical care, have money for a new life in Hawaii in area without homeless folks -- AND explain to my precious kids why I love Hawaii more than them.

You see? No problem. For, logically, if I had all that money to start a new life there, I could better use it for visiting there each year.

But I do admire your loving care for your native Hawaii, which inspires you to discourage any intending migrant from moving there.

Allen Edwards from Iowa on February 15, 2020:

KonaGirl..would you be willing to give Val and me..as "Old Timers", with -- in my case anyway -- the fact I have a very short time left on this "playground"; a "one time deferment", if, after I "Solemnly Swear" to make my presence there as "minimalist and nature nuturing" as humanly possible!!

KonaGirl from New York on February 15, 2020:

Hi Vladimir,

I was born and raised in Hawaii. I now live in New York but I do go home for visits. I hate the cold here in New York and that is when I am the most homesick. I don't know how you stand it in Canada when it's 30 below. Yes, there is definitely a magnetic field center in the islands of Hawaii called a Spiritual Vortex. We call it Mana.

As much as people love the islands and our diminished Hawaiian culture, please don't take Allen Edward's advice to move there.

The islands are already overpopulated with the influx of people moving in from all over the world. President Obama moved several populations from Micronesia, Palau, Guam, and the Bimini Islands to Hawaii. Many illegal immigrants arrive daily from the Philippines, Asia, and the Middle East. Many large US cities from several states have been sending their homeless to Hawaii (without permission from the Hawaiian government) with 1-way tickets and $1000.00 in cash. Enough to last maybe 2 days.

There just isn't enough land space nor water to continue to support so many people and the pollution has gotten out of control. The fish population is dwindling as the ocean waters surrounding Hawaii are overfished and our staple poi (taro) is becoming a high dollar commodity because the taro farms are being pushed out of existed by the housing build to supply the demand of homes.

Sand has to be added to Waikiki Beach every year as the coral formation the island is connected to is slowly deteriorating from the weight built on it. The island of Oahu has become so overpopulated the island is slowing sinking. Maui is not too far behind, and the Big Island is becoming very small with the influx of people. Hawaiian Ocean View Estates has been in a drought for the last 7 years. The people who live there are having to buy water. Mainlanders build homes in the volcano area (to their detriment) when advised not to because of the lack of existing homes and the expense of building in highly populated areas.

Yes, my dear Hubbers, Hawaii is gorgeous and seems to be a nearly perfect place to live. It will only remain so if people go to visit and like a lovely house guest, leave without overstaying their welcome.

Lela from Somewhere near the heart of Texas on February 15, 2020:

Having lived in Hawaii for two years once upon a time, I can say that the aloha spirit never leaves you. Maui is the perfect island and Haleakala is the perfect volcano. The rest of the state has perfect weather.

The big island feels more like home. And Oahu is the meeting place. Kawaii is beyond beauty. Lanai and Molokai are incredibly soulful.

No one will regret a trip to paradise. Its worth every penny. But don't stay in your hotel. Get out there and drive to Hana! Amazing!

Aloha nui nui, ya'll!

Allen Edwards from Iowa on February 15, 2020:

O.K., back there i said how I don't believe in psychics -- but, just for the hell of it, let me play one here, while I am reading some minds that must be thinking: "Look at this old fart going nuts, I hope I won't be like that when I turn 75."

Ok, Val..I have to give you the benefit of the doubt that you..were not, reading my -- rapididly leaking its charge -- mind. If you would have been doing so, there would have been at least 5 word tranformations: "won't 2 will"; "now that I am"!

I feel, very strongly, that I, most probably, was one of your, "eager to learn of the mysteries of the universe", students sitting on the warm sands of Kauai while you stood atop those black lava walls and shared with us.. your knowlegde of "all that is"!

And, if I could but give you the nudge of one 75 year old to another.."Kauai is where you are meant to be"! Grab the 2 carry-on's, take the wife by the hand..and get on that plane to Lihue!!

"mahalo" Val

And..Oh yeah, "mahalo" 2 for not being able to stop listening to that "damn" song!

John Hansen from Queensland Australia on February 15, 2020:

Maybe the psychic was right and you were in Hawaii in a past life, Val. We all have somewhere that feels special to us, maybe not to the same extent though. I haven't been to Hawaii but Vanuatu in New Caledonia felt special to my wife and I. This was a very interesting read. It sounds like you need to move there permanently.

Anya Ali from Rabwah, Pakistan on February 15, 2020:

Thank you for an interesting read that was more than just a description of Hawaii's immense natural beauty.

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