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| Maui, 1998 |
Not that a human being with a functioning soul needs a reason to want to be in Maui, but I've never felt peace like I did during the two vacations we spent there.
Well, the rest of the fam went a third time, but I stayed back to throw a party. Possibly the most questionable decision I've ever made, which is saying quite a bit.
When I meditate, which I don't do often enough, this is where I take myself. Right out there where the sand meets the water, while the sun hits the horizon and sets the sky on psychedelic fire; right then, when everything is timeless.
Maybe to go there as I am now would strip the moment of some of its magic; I don't think so. I think such places are a bottomless well of serenity, available to any who know how to tap it.
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