Beauty...
When I Gaze Upon... The Intense Beauty... Of this Amazing World... You Softly Emerge... Above All...
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Kaumaha...
Tonight, I quietly watched the mass of heavy rain laden clouds hovering over Kou, or Honolulu as she is now commonly called. Mourning the loss of a Beautiful photographer friend, Sean King, who tragically passed today amongst the p ā hoehoe and 'a' ā lava fields of Moku o Keawe. Sean was an inspiration who captured great beauty, amidst great danger. An Awesome brother. He kept encouraging me to come shoot with him. He said he would take me to some unreal places and we could shoot together. I was very humbled and kept thinking about a possible trip with him every time I returned to Volcano to visit 'ohana. As much as I am always in Awe of the lava ocean entry and all the amazing photographers who capture it, something deep inside my na'au, quietly and deeply told me that it wasn't meant for me. As epic as my mind's eye could see the captures, I just couldn't bring myself to go. I once was in the direct presence of akua Pele and akua Kanaloa at H...
Her...
I was so exhausted yesterday, that despite all of my desire to stay up all night to try and go to some special location to try and capture the "Rare Super Blue Blood Moon Eclipse" my body and mind were revolting. I just wanted to sleep. So I laid down at 11:30pm and said my evening prayers. Then I spoke to her. I said, if you want me to try and capture you tonight, then please wake me up. Otherwise I will most likely sleep until morning. I had no desire to set my alarm for 2:30am as much as I desired to go outside and look for her. I apologized for my exhaustion. I said I would be good either way as so many of my friends and family would be gazing upwards in the wee hours and many awesome photographer friends as well. All was Good. I slept hard and dreamt about things I can't remember for the Life of me. Suddenly my eyes popped open in the dark. I looked around groggily wondering if I needed to get up and get my son Koa ready for school. I grabbed my phone and...
Tattered...
My Fragile Heart... Has been Torn... Broken... Left for Dead... But Your Love... Keeps me Alive... Keeps me Here... With Every Tattered... Beat...