Some of the most beautiful things in life cannot be touched—they must be felt. This truth resonates deeply with me, stirring something emotional within, because it’s exactly how I feel about Hawaii, about the ocean, about nature itself.
You can’t touch a rainbow. You can’t hold it in your hands. But in any given moment, that rainbow can mean something to you—it can reflect where you are emotionally, what you need to see, what your soul craves.
I think of my favorite place on earth, on the island of Maui. Visiting was one thing; living there was another. In the beginning, I saw it with the eyes of a visitor, taking in its beauty at face value. But over time, as I deepened my connection with myself, I realized that Maui hadn’t changed—I had. I could see the shift reflected in the photos I took. The same exact spots looked different because I was seeing them with new eyes, with a deeper understanding of myself. That’s how I knew I was growing, evolving, becoming more in tune with who I am.
You can’t touch that kind of beauty, but you can feel it. And that feeling is hope.
Hope that we can get there—wherever “there” is for us. Hope that there are people in this world who reflect that same beauty. I’ve been called sensitive, too sensitive, and I don’t disagree. It’s both a gift and a curse. But as I heal, as I grow, I choose to embrace it as a gift. Because in the world we live in today, even a small act of kindness—a smile, a thank you—can be felt. You can’t touch it, but it matters.
And that’s what the best things in life truly are. They aren’t possessions or achievements. They are the unspoken connections, the quiet moments, the love we share, the way nature reminds us that we belong to something bigger. Mother Nature never fails us—she over-delivers, especially in Hawaii.
Yes, the best things in life must be felt with the heart. And the heart must be open, ready to receive them.
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