And I’m back immersed in the energy of the Bay Area. It can seem so quick, a vacation that blurs the days together. But the contrast between the sense of aloha in Hawaii and the urgency of the Bay is tangible.

Again I feel I learned a lot in visiting the islands. The people’s friendly smiles, the stubbornly beautiful weather, and the laid back atmosphere all compel you to slow down and reflect on what’s important in life. Time, health and love.. these are the things least replaceable and most precious. A tropical paradise can spark this realization, as comparably nothing else matters. I’m grateful Hawaii could show me that again.

The send off went the same this morning as it has before: one last visit to the beach in Paukukalo, a final wave to the mountains of ‘Iao, and a closing view of the island upon takeoff. Thank you again Maui, for showing me how to see. Bye for now, and back in the Bay. It’s 2022, and it’s time for us to get to work.