I’m sitting in the hammock in my back yard In a bikini and a Patagonia sweater It’s 6:34pm and 74 degrees Fahrenheit I’m drinking turmeric tea from a mug I made myself With my own two hands It’s blue like the ocean I spent my day besides Two days ago our island received a nuclear bombing alert Take shelter. Wait for impact. It was false. But those 40 minutes of pain and terror were real. So for two days now I’ve lived life like I got a second chance at it. Today I went to the ocean and made friends with dozens of people Adults and children and dogs I wanted to talk to everyone that passed and so I did. Over slacklining. And teaching strangers. I was like the troll under the bridge in that children’s rhyme. But instead of eating people I just made them try my Slackline and laugh and have fun before they could go get wet. They loved it. Me too. I slacklined for 6 hours in the sun. My hair looks lighter and my cheeks look rosier. I’ve done this for the last two days. I bathed in the salt. Exfoliated in the sand. Ate dinner alone at my favorite little east side cafe. I ate plants from this earth grown by hands that love it. Sometimes I think eating alone can be a beautiful and self-loving task. Especially in public. And while I ate I read the book my lover gave me for Christmas. I finished it too. We’ve been making Love a lot these last two days. It makes me happy that we are lucky enough to have these moments being so close. I think he’s embarrassed I write about it- but I write about the things I love. And those moments with him; I love them the most right now. Everything I’ve done since that false alarm is rooted in a question; What if I die today? So with that I’ve been sending life. Hard. I’ve wiped out on the slackline more in 48 hours than I have in 4 years. I’m covered in bruises and scrapes. I got in the wild waves even though I knew it’d mean sand in my pants. I hate sand in my pants. Have you ever felt sand in your butthole? Not great. But today; I love butthole sand because it means I’m still alive. I eat my whole plate of food now too Shamelessly. Because when do you know it’s the last thing you put in your belly? You don’t. It’s dark now here around my hammock in Hawaii. Another day has set with the sun and I am just so damn grateful I get to do it all again tomorrow.
But just incase I don’t, please remember these things for me;
Say I love you so that they know; not to hear it back. Show up. Period. Back your words with your actions, always. Put the phone down more. Start conversations with people you don’t know. Offer to help if you can. Pet all the dogs. Chew your food slowly and appreciate the hands that prepared it. Say thank you + please every time. Forgive people. Forgive yourself. Always do what’s best for your heart. Care less what people think. Do the work to love yourself Then take care of yourself. Call your grandparents Always be kinder to old people. Listen more than you speak. Give more than you take. Cherish the planet. Remind people you care; however that needs to look for them. Everyone’s heart is unique; honor that religiously. It will make you a better and fuller person 100% of the time. And most of all;
Live life on purpose.
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