The drive to Ka'ena Point was worth it. It's the second time I've been and it's been relatively quiet both times - the entire reason I went. I started the day in Kailua so I headed first to Lanikai beach but it was rather busy and I was hoping to find some quiet sand.
Photo Credit: Michelle Cohen
As I was sitting in the warm sand watching the waves crash on the rocks I found myself frustrated at my level of distraction. I was actively trying to be connected to the earth, to feel the sand and the splashing mist of the water but I couldn't seem to clear myself and focus. A group of high school kids was playing on the crag and getting pushed against the rocks by the waves and I felt my anxiety level sky rocket. I didn't feel comfortable closing my eyes -I was prepped and ready to have to rush over and resuscitate someone or tend a head wound. I got up and moved just far enough that I couldn't hear them - not because I didn't want to save them if it was necessary but because in the case that it was necessary someone would scream loud enough for me to hear 10 feet away. In the meantime I wanted to zone into the water. But I couldn't seem to do it. I gave up and laid in the sand and starred up into the sky - so blue, cloudless.
Unsurprisingly when I let go I realized I was already connected to the earth, I didn't need to try so hard. It isn't something to be forced but perhaps more recognized - something to be aware of. I could feel each grain of sand against my skin and yet there was no distinction between us. Like so much of what I experience these days, this isn't something to be consciously attempted when free - it's a way of life.
Photo Credit: Jamie Breneman
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