a mystic in paradise, part nine, surfing the waves of change

Hello Dear Ones,

Thank you for joining me on this journey through Hawaii adventures. I plan to post pictures soon.

Yesterday I was on the bus for a long time. Going up to the North Shore also means stopping at a dozen stops in Kaneohe, and then another twenty stops on the way up the coast.

The Kamehameha Highway is endangered. Parts of it are just ten feet from the ocean, and with the high, choppy sea, sand and debris washed over the road. And as we waited for the road cleaning crews to allow us to pass, the bus was actually splashed by waves several times! Whoa! (If there were a serious storm, that road would be under water…) It sounds like the Dept of Transportation in Hawaii is trying to figure out how to raise the road or protect it. The sooner the better I say – otherwise those road crews will be out there on a monthly or weekly basis.

Arriving at Sunset Beach, the potency of the ocean was obvious. The surf was easily 12 – 20 feet high near the shore, and the waves were even higher further out. I was surprised that several brave surfers were out in the massive swells, but of course, that is the best surfing! I was thinking how those surfers have to be strong and flexible, to feel the waves and go with the flow. That is quite an art – not just surviving on a 20 foot wave, but thriving! Wow!

On the bus ride back from Haleiwa (another hour and a half to downtown Honolulu), I got to thinking about what is coming next for me.

Surfing the waves of change. My yoga practice has come to fruition. Along with my ability to teach nervous system repair, Western Astrology, and emotional-process-oriented bodywork. I see myself traveling more to offer workshops and classes. Even though I would love nothing more than to stay quietly at home, serenely doing my practice, I also need to pay my bills. And doing that with right livelihood is important to me. Benefiting others in the process – even better!

I see myself traveling to India and / or Nepal or Ladakh in the upcoming year. Visiting friends, visiting monasteries, visiting holy sites, giving my Dharma practice a nice boost. And then I’m not sure where I will end up. I would love to have most of my income be online, meaning I don’t need a physical office. My office will be my heart, my hands, wherever I am, I can be of service to others. (Wouldn’t that be nice!)

To be honest, Charlottesville is losing some of its appeal. It held me for a number of years. And then I endured a terrible and traumatizing betrayal in 2020. Since then, it feels like Central Virginia is spitting me out. Or encouraging me to spread my wings or to exercise my fins. Why swim in a tiny pond, when there is this vast beautiful ocean available?

We will see what is around the corner. Some things I am keeping to myself until my knowing is certain. No need to go diluting our dreams (our seeds) before they even start to come to fruition (to grow). At the moment, this is all I can share, and really all I know.

Thank you for your support through this evolving process!

Kirby Moore

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Published by Kirby Moore

Kirby Moore is a healing facilitator based in the beautiful rolling hills of Charlottesville, Virginia. He does sessions in-person and long distance via Skype and Zoom, working with Spiritual Astrology, Somatic Experiencing, Biodynamic Craniosacral Therapy and Birth Process Work. His healing work is informed by fifteen years of meditation and Qigong practice. He works with client's intentions and deepest longings to attain clear, tangible results. Contact him for more info at (email): kirby [at] mkirbymoore [dot] com

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