Oh, Tuesday: Solitude

This time of year is usually slow for business.  It’s ok, the rest of the year kind of gets a little crazy.  I know, if you’ve been reading the blogs here, that you’ve seen a few images here and there from my recent trip to Hawaii with my wife.

That trip was rad.  I know, you’re thinking, “Nice one dummy, you were in Hawaii. Of course it was rad.” But let me clarify.  Hawaii wasn’t the oversaturated-with-color, tropical and quiet place you think it is.  Not Oahu at least.  But that’s not the point.  You can avoid crowds, you can be alone.  We found a tiny little beach, on a point, only accessible to locals except for the one parking spot open to anybody else.  That was us.  It was unmarked and open.  As we sat on the north shore of Oahu, watching the sun set into the ocean with only a few locals passing by with their dogs, we experienced solitude.  So much so that it almost made me uneasy.  I’m so used to the craziness of San Diego, that when I have nothing to do, when I slow down, it almost hurts.

Do you know what that’s like?  How do you slow down?  That’s not a rhetorical question.  I could use the advice on this one!  Don’t get me wrong, I loved the constant pounding of the waves on the rocks, the clouds moving over head and always changing, the enjoyable loneliness … but how do I get that here?  How do I quickly find that spot where I can slow down long enough to breathe.  Maybe even for 20 minutes.

Tell me your secret tricks.



Oh, Tuesday: Slowing Down

During my recent trip to Hawaii, I was left with a million things to think about.  A few of those are about to be blog posts.  One of them being a new business, with a new website, and a bunch of exciting things.  Another is a life changing decision that will change my life EVERY. SINGLE. DAY.  And another was this home, and how we put an offer in to buy this place just an hour before we left for the airport.  It was a stressful day, followed by a week of true relaxation, snorkeling, worry-free hang time, and good food.

We got the house.  We closed escrow on Christmas Eve.  We don’t have enough furniture to fill the place, but we’re trying.  I’ve been MIA the last couple of weeks, trying to buy this place and get the inside and out ready to go.  I can’t wait to take photos.  I’ve got my record player set up near the future sitting area in front of the fireplace.  I’ve got my desk set up, but the office is in shambles.  We have a dishwasher, a driveway, a mailman.  It’s amazing.

But it was nice to slow down.  To watch turtles feed while underwater.  To drive the perimeter of an island.  To eat roadside snacks, and get lost only to let the GPS take us back to our route.  For the record, if you don’t own a GPS, get one.  You can drive until you can’t drive any longer, then hit the “Home” button and pretend like you weren’t lost.  So therapeutic for me.

Where were we?  Ah yes, slowing down.  This is the slower time of year.  I have a ton of blogs to catch up on, but for right now, I’m going to enjoy this new home.  I’m going to work in the yard, and blog when I have free time.  Not because I don’t want to be here, but because I’m secretly working on so much more than a blog post.  It’s close, friends, it’s close.

Oh, Tuesday, you skanky little mother-father.  You’re the toughest day of my week.  You take the wind out of my sails.  But you’re the lead-in to Wednesday, which is oh so wonderful.

Oh, Tuesday: Look Up

Hey friends. Man, this has been a horribly rough week.  For me, this time of year always reminds me of losing my dad.  This week has been all about friends hurting from loss.  Lots of loss.

Keep looking up. Cheesy, I know. But seriously.  Keep looking up, you never know what you’ll find.  My faith keeps me looking up.  Not physically, but spiritually.  Quiet conversations with my God, prayers for my friends, and family.  Sometimes I know of nothing else I can do.  I know how words don’t make anything better.  Hugs can only stretch so far.  Sometimes I know that the only way to make something better is to ask for it to be better.  I don’t know what else to say without seeming preachy.  This all just comes from deep pain.  When my friends hurt, I hurt.  And I pray that their hurt would be so temporary, that their pain would lead to great healing, and deeper relationships.  I don’t know, I can’t solve a thing.  It’s not ME that has any power over healing.

Keep looking up.  Like the top photo above.  I was in Hawaii with my wife, and trees are just shade.  When it’s sunny, we stand under them.  We take that for granted.  It was nice to look up and see this gorgeous puzzle creation made from leaves and branches.  What a surprise.

Are you in pain? Does your heart hurt?  Do you feel like sharing?  If you do, please comment.  I may not have the words, but someone else might.  This time of year shouldn’t be about mourning, but about celebration.

*images from my recent trip to Hawaii