One of the surprising things I'm finding in purposefully and intentionally removing my thoughts from day to day "work" is the diminishing chatter, a quieting of the constant stream of voices and conversations I usually live with.  The result, so far, is sleeping through the night, something I haven't experienced in a few years.  It is a gift.  I hope I can hold onto it. 

I got my camping permits at the state parks office in Wailuku this morning, aided by a lovely state DNR staffer whose gentle hawaiian energy and sweet humor was a salve.  So -- I'm on my way back to Hana.  Just the thought makes me breathe deeply!

I'm camping at Wainapanapa State Park, lovely black sand beach, a couple minutes from Hana town.