apakah kamu lebih memilih dengan segala cara untuk mendapatkan kasih sayang manusia hingga lupa kasih sayang allah yang amat begitu penting? apakah dunia yang sementara ini sangat penting bagimu hingga kau simpan hal hal duniawi dalam hatimu? lalu apakah kau tidaklah berpikir kelak semuanya akan dipertanggung jawabkan? apakah kau harus berjuang mati matian agar ada seseorang yang begitu sayang padamu tetapi lewat jalan yang tidak diridhoi allah? sebenarnya serendah apa harga dirimu...
-kita tak pernah luput dari kesalahan, maka dari itu mari sama sama berbenah diri, memperbaiki diri😇
although made infamous in La La Land, I found the Lighthouse Cafe to be a quiet place, not touristy in any sense. The chairs were beat up like the floor and everything had a worn patina to it. The only evidence that this was a famous landmark was a small wall in the back corner with signed photographs from jazz musicians and of course Emma Stone and Ryan Gosling. I liked how it was tucked between two buildings. You could almost miss it. Under the dim lights I listened to the live jazz with a few other patrons besides my family. We got to talk with the woman who booked all the musicians, something she had been doing for many years before her husband died and she was left to carry on without him. She obviously enjoyed her work and was a spunky old woman who drew up her chair to become a part of our table. She made sure we got extra napkins with the Lighthouse logo to put in our scrapbooks and hugged us all goodbye like old friends. For the life of me I can’t remember her name but I’ll always remember the time we spent at the Lighthouse Cafe.
I was born to tell the message from the Sun.
The young me soared through the galaxy looking for a star to be my mother.
She sang to me and called me close.
She said she will give me some of her light, and to call it my soul.
She said she send me to be raised by her sister, Mother Earth, and in return I had to radiate my soul for everyone I know.
What’s truly deceiving about this photo are the amount of people surrounding me. In order to escape the “tourist mob” i had to hike up a cliff and really focus on a narrow portion of this incredible scenery. Black Sand Beach in Hana is a harsh landscape. The surf is rough, the sand black and course and rocks are constantly pounding the beach as the surf rolls in. The wind was howling and was so strong if you stood the wrong way it could knock you off balance. I loved it and disliked it at the same time. In my last post I spoke about finding peace but also experiencing an influx of human beings in a place that was/is never meant to support that quantity of people. Are we right to seek these places or do we seek them thinking that we must in order to say we have been there and done that? At what cost are we wearing down art, nature and culture to capture a slice of paradise? What I experienced here was a similar feeling to the selfie stick culture of the Louvre and getting that glimpse of the Mona Lisa - #mauihawaii