I am walking on my way to the bus stop in Hilo, Hawaii to ride back to Kanekiki. I am recording yesterday’s blog on audio on my phone since I didn’t get a chance to write it yesterday night. It is a lovely morning, the sun is rising and the full moon is setting. It is absolutely magical. The Fruitarian Bodybuilder is IN-JOY. 🙂
Two Certain Things at Kanekiki: Coconuts and Fire Ants
Yesterday’s morning was fairly typical. I woke up with time to publish my blog about the Fruitarian Bodybuilder having a spoiled life at Kanekiki and teach my second yoga class. Once again three students showed up. I am really enjoying teaching these free yoga classes to the Kanekiki community.
Our morning meeting was quick as usual. I got assigned to work on clearing the fence and continue cutting cane grass on the back side of the property.
Work went by quickly as usual and there were no surprises, except that I finally found out why my neck would itch during work: FIRE ANTS. There are so small they can hardly be seen but they hurt like a MF.
The best part of my work day was sampling some coconut water and coconut meat from one of the coconuts that fall on the land. There are countless of coconuts all over the farm. I will certainly start to eat more of them. Some are ferment but others are delicious.
Loving my fresh coconut water. This one I got straight off the tree 🙂
Learning From Smooth Mistakes
I was hoping to make a large glass of orange juice for breakfast but there were too many people waiting to use the O.J. machine. Instead I made myself a smoothie with bananas, papayas, lilicoi and some species like cinnamon and vanilla. I actually ended up regretting to use the spices, I felt that they didn’t improve the flavor of the smoothie at all. Lesson learned, perhaps in the future I can educate myself on how to use spices on smoothies.
Before drinking my smoothie I got to eat the most delicious mamey sapote I have tried in my life. We also opened the Jack Fruit I found on the driveway last night. It was perfect!
Mamey sapote ears 🙂
Sharing Jack Fruit with the Kanekiki crew
Writing Books about the Fruitarian Diet, Yoga and Philosophy
I took my drink up to the community room and got to work on my new internship project. This is a project I am doing in addition to my fruitarian bodybuilder blog and website.
The new project is a book about the fruitarian diet. So far I have the title and an outline that I am very satisfied with. I am surprised with how quickly the project is progressing. If I continue at this pace I am sure I can finish writing the book very soon.
I never wrote a book before, at least not since kindergarten but I am glad I am getting a chance to do it. There are other books I also want to write. I want to write some books about yoga, some books about philosophy and some poetry books. I also want to record some albums but that is a conversation for another day.
Making My Trevor Hall Dreams Come True
During the afternoon the Kanekiki crew headed to the beach and I decided to stay working on my fruitarian book. I also wanted to make sure that I was going to be ready by 4 p.m. to catch our ride to Hilo.
We had made plans with Andy and Destiny to meet Katherine and Jet and ride towards Kona together to attend Trevor Hall’s concert.
Trevor Hall is a wonderful artist who sings very inspiring songs. His style mixes reggae, acoustic and devotional chanting. He lived in Hawaii for many years and has also been to India several times. His music reminds me of the time in my life when I started practicing yoga and meditation.
A year ago I saw a YouTube video of him singing my favorite song live in Hawaii. After that I kept wishing to have that experience live and when I heard Destiny and Andy where going to see him I knew I had to join.
Dry Fasting Feels Good
At 4 p.m. Barb, the co-owner at Kanekiki, gave us a ride to Hilo and we made it right on time to jump on Katherine’s car and head towards Kona. We made it to the venue with enough time to stop by at a vegetarian café and try some of the food there.
Andy got a vegan burger made with a bun that was made of fruit. Destiny got a raw vegan desert. I felt like fasting so I didn’t eat or drink anything. I actually ended up dry fasting for 18 hours, it felt great.
Destiny’s desert. YUMMY!!!
Weird Produce Economies
While Andy and Destiny finished snacking on their food I decided to go on a walk. I found a market a couple of blocks nearby and entered out of curiosity. The name of the market as Hawaiian but everything inside were as typical as what can be found in the mainland.
This was a bit sad to see, even the bananas where imported, weird considering that there are plenty of bananas growing in the island but it is obviously cheaper to bring them in from Mexico.
Opening up to Hawaiian LOVE
After the market I headed toward the beach but I knew I wouldn’t have enough time to make it all the way there so I turned around and went to the venue to rejoin my friends.
I got there with half an hour to spare. We sat down on the second row and got involved on some silly yet interesting conversation with Andy and Destiny.
At 8 p.m. a trio of native Hawaiians walked into the stage, unannounced, yelling, singing or praying what seemed like a Hawaiian prayer. Some people on the audience stood up so I decided to do the same out of respect to the Hawaiian culture.
What proceeded was a short ceremony where the Hawaiians honored Trevor Hall for the magic that he brings and the love he inspires through the islands with his songs. It was a beautiful ceremony.
After that Trevor Hall introduced Toby Love, a friend of his who lives in Kauai. Toby opened the concert with songs of his own, accompanied by his partner whose name I don’t know.
As soon as Toby started singing the crowd began to get out of their chair walked to the dance floor, some sat and others started dancing. It was awesome to watch the scene progress slowly. It really set the mood for the rest of the event. I wish I had caught that moment on camera.
Trevor Hall LIVE! =D
Halfway through the second song I jumped off my sit and joined the dance floor. The music was beautiful, moving and absolutely wonderful. My heart was exploding with love. It felt great to be in this space filled with such magic and wonderful people.
Trevor Hall’s performance was even better. I danced until my feet hurt. I almost cried too.
At the concert I met a girl who was very friendly, she lives near Kanekiki so I exchanged information with her to meet again. I also saw another girl who I found to be so gorgeous I didn’t dare to speak to. I guess I need to grow some coconuts, if you know what I mean.
Love and smiles at Trevor Hall’s concert 🙂 🙂 🙂
The Fruitarian Bodybuilder is Scared of Women
I found it a little more challenging to approach women in Hawaii. I am not sure why this is the case. Maybe my game is a little rusty after six months of practicing celibacy. Or perhaps I have an inferiority complex and think that Hawaiian women are out of my league. I am not concern though, this too shall pass. I have faith I will meet and connect with many ladies and men in the island. Hang loose.
Late Night, Early Morning
The concert finished around 11 p.m. We headed straight back to Hilo and I almost fell asleep in the car, I was exhausted. The house were we stayed wasn’t the best place to rest. We slept in the living room. The couches were comfortable but we were next to the kitchen where three dogs were caged in the same cage. They barked and cried ALL-NIGHT-LONG, I could barely tolerate it. I didn’t understand the situation and it was painful to experience their pain and discomfort. They literally made noise all night long.
As soon as it was early enough I got out of bed and walked to the bus stop. Andy and Destiny stayed a little longer. The bus ride was long and loud. I hate riding the bus but it was way better than the ride I took on Day 3.
I am also not a big fan of Hilo. If I end up staying in Hawaii I will certainly live in a farm far away from the city, or in a small town close to the beach.
I am glad I am finally back at Kanekiki, sharing all this with you.
Thank you for reading.
Mahalo and Love.
