All posts tagged: Daily Post

Itchy Feet Now in Thailand

I’ve had itchy feet for as long as I can remember.  From road trips around the west coast to flights from Hawaii to the mainland to visit family, I’ve been traveling almost on a somewhat annual basis.  It’s no wonder now that I have itchy feet when I stay in one place for too long but I think my penchant to travel has taken me on a new journey even I didn’t anticipate. Here is my home: Lovely, isn’t it? You may ask why I decided to leave everyone’s definition of ‘paradise’ and I could simply reply, “itchy feet” but I know it’s a bit deeper than that.  I had my first taste of international living when I studied abroad in Japan back in 2008 – another great place to live – and I still say I left a piece of my heart there even till this day.  I don’t think I was as ready as I thought I would be to take that leap outside of my comfort zone, so I had my fill of …

Happy birthday, everyday, in 2016!

On my trip to Taiwan last summer, we visited Sio House, a salt museum in Anping, Tainan. I’ve always fostered an appreciation for salt. As a native of Kauaʻi, where one of our prized cultural items is the precious paʻakai made in Hanapēpē, I was excited about this stop. After going through the salt purification station outside, I stepped over the threshold and was greeted by a display of little circular bowls containing colored salts. The bowls represented the 366 days of the year, and I was taken by their vibrant colors. I sincerely wish you wonderful birthdays ahead, everyday, in 2016. … in response to this week’s Weekly Photo Challenge, Circle  

My Grandpa, My Best Friend

What is your earliest memory? Describe it in detail, and tell us why you think that experience was the one to stick with you. The earliest memory I have is being 1-year old and crying at the back door of the house. My parents had gone to work and I was left alone with my grandfather who, because he was retired, was tasked with babysitting me. I stood there, tears streaming down my face, pounding on the door, wishing to be close to my mother, but unable to articulate exactly what I wanted. My grandfather picked me up and comforted me, holding me close, bouncing me slightly, while softly saying “shh-shh-shh” and walking me back to the living room. I remember crying in his arms for a bit longer and then the memory ends. My parents and I lived with my grandparents, so it was as if I had two sets of parents. Being an only child, I had no playmates growing up, so my grandfather became my best friend, and we ended up being an unlikely …

Weekly Photo Challenge: Now

I am meekly standing amongst all that is Kūkaʻōhiʻalaka, in the mist that drenches you without you even noticing, and welcoming Kānehoalani. I am still in awe of Ke Ala Polohiwa a Kanaloa two nights ago and especially during this particularly rainy season of Lonoikamakahiki. It’s kapu hua, so no ritual. I just needed to press the “reset” button this morning and get back to basics. There’s really nothing more basic, and profound, than slowing down to witness and drink in the beauty happening around us every day. May you all have a magical holiday season. … in response to Now Some interesting reads: Kino Lau: Finding the Spirit of the Divine in the Ordinary World Moon Phase Project Rapid ʻŌhiʻa Death (of particular concern for cultural practitioners)  

To Roam or Not to Roam? That’s Never a Question.

In response to There’s No Place Like Home If you had the opportunity to live a nomadic life, traveling from place to place, would you do it? Do you need a home base? What makes a place “home” to you? I could probably do well living a nomadic life, but as I’ve matured, I’ve developed attachments that keep me tied to a home base. Growing up with little resulted in me valuing stability and comfort. Luckily for me, I have opportunities to break away, to live out of my suitcase for extended terms and to explore the world, while being able to return to familiarity and convenience. Other cultures have fascinated me my entire life. It has a lot to do with the fact that I began traveling at a very early age. Despite my family not having a lot of money, they still managed to save up and send me on trips to visit relatives and later, to international destinations for hula. Boarding school allowed me to further refine my independence. The love of …

HAPPY! Daily Prompt: Musical Marker

We all have songs that remind us of specific periods and events in our lives. Twenty years from now, which song will remind you of the summer of 2014? I don’t know how many times I’ve heard Pharrell Williams’ song, “Happy” in the past 6 months, but I can tell you that I don’t know if I’ll ever get tired of it. For my birthday this year, Carolina created a photo montage with “Happy” as the soundtrack and last week, someone shared the video, “Happy from Kamakura, Japan,” where I had just visited. The infectious tune and uplifting lyrics can chase away all the gloom in a matter of seconds, which makes it my anthem of 2014. Daily Prompt: Musical Marker | http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/musical-marker/

Daily Prompt: Adult Visions

As a kid, you must have imagined what it was like to be an adult. Now that you’re a grownup (or becoming one), how far off was your idea of adult life? My adult life is very much like what I imagined it would be and this is why: I’ve pursued my love of traveling. There is something about becoming intimately familiar with a new place. Experiencing a city is a multi-sensory experience. The body experiences everything about the city through all the senses; sights, sounds, smells, textures and language, culture, and history all come to life. Traveling also interrupts daily routines and forces someone to learn and adapt quickly. I’ve learned to rely on myself and to be resourceful. Being somewhere new means trying new things that I might never do at home, but it’s also meant developing a greater appreciation for my own culture. When I’m away, I can genuinely appreciate the similarities and differences between the host culture and my own. I’ve lived a life of trying new things. When I’m in a position to do something different or try something new, I’ve always asked myself, “Why not?”. …

Weekly Photo Challenge: Spring!

Share a photo which describes what spring means to you. The light during today’s late afternoon hike at Puʻu Huluhulu was absolutely magical. Spring is here! Weekly Photo Challenge: Spring! | http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_photo_challenge/spring-2/

Seven Days in Dynamic Busan

You wake up tomorrow morning to find all your plans have been cancelled for the next seven days and $10,000 on your dresser. Tell us about your week. Being that I’m experiencing a bout of wanderlust right now, you don’t even know how much this scenario excites me! First off, I’d book a flight somewhere, anywhere, but here. Here are a few considerations: Distance – It has to be close enough that the commute won’t eat into my seven precious days of freedom, but far enough that it’s culturally different from Hawaiʻi and the United States. Affordability – Duh. Exploring – Whether it’s going to historical sites or enjoying the natural environment, the location should have a variety of locales to enjoy. I enjoy visiting “second cities”, like Hilo is to Honolulu. Second cities have all the modern conveniences, but possess a certain intimate charm. That being said, I’d head to Busan, South Korea. Busan is not as sprawling as Seoul, so it’s small enough to be able to feel familiar after a couple of days, yet I would …

Clarity, courtesy of Dave Matthews

Daily Prompt: Always Something There to Remind Me A song comes on the radio and instantly, you’re transported to a different time and place. Which song(s) bring back memories for you and why? Be sure to mention the song, and describe the memory it evokes. I bought Crash by the Dave Matthews Band for the “Crash into Me” single, but the fifth song, #41, ended up on my life’s soundtrack. I was knee deep in transition when I added it to my list of all-time favorite songs. I was recently graduated, gainfully employed, and poorly transitioning out of a relationship. I had also moved from my quaint college town to the big city. It was not a graceful time in my life. I made a lot of mistakes and it was like real life was kicking my ass on the daily. I remember sitting in the middle of traffic one day, trying desperately to get back home. It had been an especially trying day and I just needed to retreat. The AC in my car was on the …

“Yong Jess”

Ah, sweet youth. No matter whether you grew up sporting a fedora, penny loafers, poodle skirts, bell-bottoms, leg-warmers, skinny jeans, Madonna-inspired net shirts and rosaries, goth garb, a spiky mohawk, or even a wave that would put the Bieber to shame, you made a fashion statement, unique to you. Describe your favorite fashions from days of yore or current trends you think are stylin’.    I grew up as a girly girl and my mom would go to great lengths to stylishly coordinate my outfits from head to toe. Of all my clothes, my favorites were dresses that weren’t necessarily Hawaiian muʻumuʻu, but more casual floor length dresses that were popular at the time. Everytime I said I wanted to wear my “yong jess”, it’d be met with an exasperated sigh, but my mother would eventually cave. Floor length dresses were far more appealing to me than shorter ones, probably because all that material hid my scrawny legs, yet also made me feel like a princess. I instantly feel more feminine with a floor-length dress. It …