Three Hearts

Six knees point to the hut of sacred fire. Sunrise and sunset are honored here, creating a vibration high in harmony. Three hearts navigate the path of inner and outer immersion; we are students of the elements. With every passing day, flames burn with the offering of ghee drops, voices chant ancient blessings, deliberate bites of mantra-infused sustenance enter our transforming bodies. We become conscious of everything we do, it all matters. Each day of farming offers a deepened connection to the fertile soil within. Red volcanic dirt lives under our fingernails, sweaty bodies cycle through the banana patch shower, we take turns with compost, dishes, wiping tables, sweeping. We walk to digest. As darkness falls, we crawl into our individual cubes. Melodies of nature surround us as we take well-deserved rest. It is under the kukui tree of enlightenment that we enter into our nightly stillness. Nestled between Mother mountain and Father ocean, we are cradled in this lullaby. 4:30am quickly arrives and the three hearts take on another round of the Hale Pule path of purification.

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