Monday, December 11, 2017

A sailboat never stops moving in water. Its perpetual motion fueled by wind and waves gives life to its inanimate body. Even at anchor and dock a sailboat reacts to external forces in an immediate way. Unlike land bound vehicles and motorized aircraft a sailboat moves with and not against forces of nature. It is a thing of beauty, a manmade phenomenon, a vessel made of curiosity for exploration.
We built boats as our first "spaceships" to go beyond the horizon across a liquid medium inhospitable to humans that makes up more than 70% of the earth's surface. The early Polynesians and Vikings were probably the first to venture farthest from shore to expand their horizons either by necessity, ambition or both. Both cultures traveled thousands of miles of open ocean to inhabit "new" lands. The Polynesians in particular landed on remote islands, mere dots upon a vast ocean, that had never been inhabited by humans. They were the first.
I could write pages on how remarkable the Polynesian voyages were, how navigating without instruments and charts and finding their way repeatedly is almost unimaginable, but they knew the way. They observed nature as a whole. They saw celestial bodies rise, fall and move across the sky. For them wind and waves put up signs, open sea highways built by forces external to planet earth itself. Billions of years makes for a lot of wisdom...and they tapped into it.
The early navigators were sailors. They searched their place in the universe to find their way. Maybe they understood that their place in this world was to show the way to others that we are not separate, but connected. Maybe they knew that as the planets and stars moved across the sky, and as our Sun stirred the wind and waves, and as our Earth's molten core of spinning magma created the islands they fell upon; they knew that they were part of it all and not lost. They had the chart all along and saw that all the roads lead back to us, that we our a celestial body by which others can find their way.

So what about the sailboat set upon the sea which holds the navigator? Well, it is the earth upon which he stands, his life pod set in perpetual motion by external forces, his vessel to find his way.
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Monday, November 27, 2017

There's a pine and palm tree top just above a roof mounted air conditioning unit across the street

It's a middle school over there in a neighborhood of cat piss, juniper and oleander

I watch these tree tops move in the wind...oh and the adjacent oak

It speaks to me with arms and mouth within a amber light of green

It says something I cannot understand but it keeps me company anyway

The palm on the other hand tells me everything as the sun goes down

And I sit below an apartment of a young family full of life

All loud and in motion

I miss my own

All alone...

Sunday, June 26, 2016

Do You Know The Way to Hanalei

The road ends here

A terminus...maybe a pit stop to the rest of the world

From here you are definitively not lost

You can look around and find your way... see  you are apart of a green life

Prehistoric and lifted from the bottom blue,

Out of volcanic fissures from a time when to earth was born

A kaleidescope of light and color will change your mind, your direction and leave you here and now

You know your way.