tuesday. july 3rd, 10:15am
July 4, 2012 § 54 Comments
Sitting outside Michael Dell’s house. I’m hoping his brilliant brain cells bounce across his pond and land in my skull. Straddled over a wooden picnic table-journal in hand, toes squished into the morning sand. This is my carefree, this is my freedom–this is MY HAPPY. Lazy sea turtle stares at me through one sleepy eye–his appearance is one of a quirky egotistical nobleman. He knows what I’m up to– we have an understanding. Bright white capricious tree swerves around me, lounge-chair-ish, climbable branches. I can barely sit still to write.
How long is that lazy turtle going to sleep..? I didn’t sleep enough last night. It’s 10:15am. Missed my early perfect pretty morning. I’m a morning girl. A morning girl who’s a night-girl, a girl who sometimes forgets to sleep at all-girl. YET, nothing matters here in Kona-land. Kona is my perfect piece of earth, my peace, my ecstasy, my confusing rhyme of words coming together, connecting, and flowing just so. This is the place of happy, where minds leave, and furious hearts sit still in grateful silences.
Michael Dell is kind of sexy for 47, I wonder how tall he is. I’ve always had a thing for nerdy computer guys. It’s my weak-link. My last boyfriend was 14 years older than me. My next will probably be 24 years older, because I cannot handle the younger male species (cantankerous creatures). I don’t meet boys my age–well…. except the enthusiastic, ripped up tennis pro here at the club who has seduced me by way of standing. Oddly, he’s MIA since my arrival. I can’t re-call his name. Did we exchange names? I can’t remember. Certainly his name is brilliant and seductive like his court game and happy laugh which echoes across the green, teasing me every morning from a distance. Tennis pro-boy said he liked my quirky 5-finger vibram shoes when we talked last. I felt that was a sufficient sign of interest–being the shoes are not attractive– an attempted compliment? Or no…? I’m terrible at this love-game flirt-thing and reading signs. The boy across the hall says I think too much, he says I should learn to kiss without thinking. If I ever kiss him again that is exactly what I will do. I will kiss him brainless. Because my thoughts towards him have discolored; fading into a lifeless empty stare sort of feeling–no joy, no love, no hurt, no friendship, hate or sadness involved. Just a simple stagnant taste in my mouth accompanied by a withdrawal of nothingness.
I can’t stand people who purposely try to belittle and hurt you. I can’t stand myself when I hang around and let it happen like a sick little co-dependent addict. But I’m in Kona-land, and people are people and that’s just life. I choose what and who I want. At the end of the day it’s all me. I point every finger back at myself accepting blame for every situation I enter and allow into my brilliant ticks of time. Overexposing my innards to careless hearts and hands is a practice I am prepared to stop performing.
I think I will go paddle-boarding today. Life is so big–and there is so much room for beautiful when you get rid of the stagnant parts that keep you tied down– locked up in your head and retarded in your heart.
( i remember your eyes were so bright when i first met you-but now i’m talking in past tense, meaning future here is not a word)
That lazy turtle finally went back into the water. I finished my Kona coffee along with my coconut/banana/peanut butter/chocolate smoothie. Time for some barefoot running. Time to get a go on this drop-dead-gorgeous morning.
Dear Miss Ginger, you have a very good and descriptive style of writing. I like it very much, as such a writing style greatly increases the imagination of the reader. Very well done!
Your quote: “I’m terrible at this love-game flirt-thing and reading signs.”
Well milady, you are not the only one…Recently I found myself in such a situation and was fully convinced that I had read the signs this girl gave off correctly. How could it have been otherwise? For this girl seemed to be as attracted to me as I am to her. Though when she asked me about my views on the situation between us, which I explained as being an obvious mutual attraction, I suddenly found myself blindsided, for the signs she had been giving off were not meant in that way, making me feeling pretty stupid and more then a little ashamed. It is a good example of how easily the mind plays tricks on us when desire is involved.
Keep up the good work, and stay blessed!
My regards, Dumu Abzu-a.
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yes yes yes i totally get you. Glad you enjoyed friend 😉
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I can only say that you are gorgeous !
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gee thanks 😉
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Beautiful release of thoughts. Flowed smoothly.
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Coco, did you know that Coco-nuts that fall from Coco-nut trees kill yearly more people than shark attacks?
You’re fond of beaches, but do be careful, or at least wear your hat, which might attenuate the impact. 🙂
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In fact my friend I did know that. 😀 haha you are the best. Thanks for the fun-fact Mr Mars 😉
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what time is it there?
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Always enjoy reading you. 🙂
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Beautiful and atmospheric. If only you could see what I’m looking at right now out of my small London basement apartment window: the grey faces and slimey sidewalk, fresh with rain and tears, you’d run even lighter and more joyously in the surf. Enjoy the moment. x
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awe sounds so romantic – wish i was there to see it in real life
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I can never discern signals either. Your pictures make me long to be in Hawaii again.
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thanks babe, how are you?
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I’m well! Thanks for asking.
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Great and delightful post! Very talented indeed. Enjoyed it very much!
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Hey, Coco, I ran across your avatar before in blog land but only this morning did I come by.
You knocked me out with your writing. It has flow, rhythm, and a vividness- as well as an exposed vulnerability. You draw us in and we have a great ride. So, wow.
I’ll be happily following your work.
Tom
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awwwe thank you Tom very much
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Love your lyrical lines leading me into the depth of viewing and feeling your wonderous sights and sensations. Thanks for this mornings jaunt!
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Well done Coco. I never got the signs right in the dating game either. I was always blindsided by either him not being into me or him being into me and me not so much.
The beach is beautiful. I like your writing style.
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thanks Monique 😉
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Really enjoyed the many intelligible poetic lines that simply flowed through the piece, and how everything seemed so real and vibrant with the amazing choice of words. I loved the turtle, and that kisisng brainless part was a riot. Oh, and you made me jealous that I ain’t a computer nerd. Cheers!
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haha don’t worry i have other male-type down falls
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I’m either more relaxed for reading this or extremely jealous. Yes, I think I’m jealous.
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mahalo for a memory so so ono made so long ago but that you’ve magic-ed back by breezing by your brilliant eye for turtle coffee smoothie sky of blue some guy and oh my god there’s sand between my toes that’s why i’m glad you chose the you you chose to be the you the turtle knows aloha-girl with sand between your toes
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haha I love it John. Such fun word-play. You are great. How are you today? Happy July 4th!!! CHEERS friend! 😀
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It’s a beautiful day in Boston. Perfect to take some liberties as I write a little lore. Happy 4th, coco. Have some poi for me! (Yuck.)
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When I was 25 I preferred men who were 35. I am now past forty—and still preferre men who are 35. At 25 I thought it was because the men were just too damn immature. Now—? I just think I like 35 yr olds.:)
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I always do like to read about relationship and love stories! I like your style of writing, the way it flows keeps me on my feet and read more! Have a great 4th of July!
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“Overexposing my innards to careless hearts and hands is a practice I am prepared to stop performing.”
Perfection.
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thank you Darlene. HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY!!
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Definitely. You too!
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There is a singer/songwriter/artist named Iris Eve who plays on the Hilo side of the big island a lot, in the Puna area I think. I know nothing of your musical tastes, but you may love the way she puts words together. Enjoy that breeze!
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i’m looking her up now. i’m obsessed with music, thanks for the suggestion Jennifer
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love to you and your broken heart; i’m nursing one too.
hugs.
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Beautifully written-as always!
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Well descriptive and amazing! 🙂
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That was awesome!!!
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And my favourite character is not michael. It’s not even Coco! (Winks!)
Yh! You have it! It’s the Nobleman. The seemingly indifferent sedentary turtle who shared your thoughts! Hehehehe!
Please note: due to a recent site re-construction process, http://www.divinewright.wordpress.com is now http://www.livingecstasy.wordpress.com. Please do make any necessary changes.
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” Because my thoughts towards him have discolored; fading into a lifeless empty stare sort of feeling–no joy, no love, no hurt, no friendship, hate or sadness involved. Just a simple stagnant taste in my mouth accompanied by a withdrawal of nothingness”….. To arrive at such a place, have the awareness of the state and articulate it….. Impressive, absolutely impressive.
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Well, if that’s not able to put a bounce in your step and a smile on your face (as well as in your heart) — even for the mending-hearted — I don’t know what will.
Always something to look forward to from you, Coco. Much love to you, your writing style, and the beautiful views you’re able to enjoy so easily.
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As Gaea blinks; I miss Hawaii. Nice stuff, Ms. Ginger.
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You are such an amazing writer! I love reading your blog!
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Thanks that made my day!!!
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hey can you put your blog link on your gravatar? i can’t re-find your blog 😀
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I finally figured out how to add the link, it took longer than it should have. I feel so incompetent when it comes to these things! Anyhow i’m glad that comment meant your day. You have great voice in your writing as well, if you aren’t paid for the talent you definitely should be
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delicious. Yes, I am full just reading.
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Beautiful flow to your words. I think I just became a morning fan (and I am a night girl too). Keep running bare foot….life is to wonderful for thinking while kissing. 😀
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Hey, I just wanted to let you know that I tagged you in the Lucky 7 Meme (you can read about it here: http://abolesundertaking.wordpress.com/2012/07/05/the-lucky-7-meme-en-pointe/), where you have a chance to show off your work in progress, if you’re interested in participating!
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Thanks Mel 😀
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Reblogged this on TheBareTraveller and commented:
Have a peek at this young lady’s thoughts – fantastic, smooth style of writing. Something you should look for when hiring…
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A great piece and very beautifully written.
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Envy. Assuming too much, I think you might love Hanalei and the north shore of Kauai.
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Good stuff, especially the descriptions (naturally). Just remember, even the nerdy older guys who like running can be just as silly as the younger ones. 😉 Nature- much less complicated.
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hey there thank you–oh i know it 😉
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