I recently vacationed with my mom in Kauai. We were driving around the island in our rental car, on roads my mom had not driven on and I pulled out my map app on my phone to use the voice commands to get us where we wanted to go. You can imagine what happened in the new car, on the new roads with the new technology. It didn’t go very well. Or maybe in went fabulously because we laughed quite a lot.
My mom activated the not-needed wind shield wipers on the delay setting. So once a minute for about 10 minutes while we were talking they would flip-flop across our view. But she wasn’t sure how to turn them off so we just left them alone. Flip-flop.
Then the phone would tell my mom “in 2.0 miles turn right” and my mom would really only hear the “turn right” part because she was not familiar with the phone talking to her. Thankfully we didn’t have a Michael Scott situation. (Remember the episode from the Office when Michael drives into the lake…. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BIakZtDmMgo ) Flip-flop. And then the phone would say “in 0.5 miles turn right” and there we would be again with my mom wondering if she should turn right immediately. Flip-flop.
Finally, my mom decided to fix our little flip-flop situation and we ended up with flip-flop, flip-flop, flip-flop on hyper speed for a minute. I was laughing so hard I nearly peed my pants.
Clearly the standard Right and Left thing is actually quiet hard when you are learning so many new things at the same time… new technology, new roads, new car. Poor us.
I learned new words in Hawaii with mom. Right and Left are fine, but Makai and Mauka work better. Makai means “towards the sea,” and Mauka means “towards the mountain.” They just make more sense on a small island. With the vast sea waters all around you, it is the ocean that orients you. Regardless of the place you’re standing, and the direction you are traveling, whatever you are doing, finding your bearings is simple.
Sometimes I think of myself as an island, and God is the ocean. I’m just little teeny me, with limits and God is boundless, far-reaching and mighty. Regardless of the obvious distinctions between myself and God, sometimes I still focus inward. I live mauka, towards my own trivial mountain and lean on myself.
Sometimes I think of myself as an island, and love is the ocean. I can be about me, what I want, and what my vision is. I can be greedy and self-seeking and stingy and narrow and small. Or I can live makai, and turn in the direction of love. With each choice, I can err on the side of love, even as other options present themselves.
Sometimes God is the ocean. Sometimes love is the ocean. All the time God is love.
So I want to live Makai, towards the sea, towards God, towards love.
It’s just that so much screams otherwise.
I think I need more time thinking about what it means to live love, to live Makai. So I’m committing to exploring love more… not the fluffy stuff, not early flirty first date stuff, not the glossed-over Christmas card appropriate stuff. I want to know what love looks like at 4 a.m., on an empty bank account, and a full and overflowing schedule. I want to know what love looks like when love is not returned.
So the next several weeks I post periodically about love.
I’m raising my glass and declaring Makai, and I’m bowing my head and praying Love. Join me!
PS – Tomorrow I’ll post about ‘Love is patient,’ which I am finding has a lot to do with ‘Waiting and Wiggle Room.’ If you want to get notifications about that post and others sent to your e-mail so you don’t miss them, then you can subscribe at the side bar or the bottom of the page, depending on the device you are reading on. Cheers!