This whole royalty thing is manifesting more run-ins with other royalty here on Maui. At Paia Beach, A.K. introduces me to E. (a long-haired Korean-American sound healer from NYC; he says his family found a royal family stamp) and the three of us talk about Korean last names until C. and K. show up. It turns out E. and C. know each other from NYC but didn’t plan on seeing each other here on Maui.
“Hey, do you guys experience synchronicity?” I ask them, after we talk about our past NYC-lives.
“All the time…” they respond.
The next day, I run into K. and C. at Mana Foods and then later again at Paia Bay Coffee where we put some tables together and chat about veganism and flexitarianism. K. asks me about E. (maybe because she thinks and I know him from NYC or because E. might be my long lost third cousin) I tell her about the royal connection and K. says she has some royal lineage and C.’s lineage goes way back. We talk about race, travel, relationships, and later I introduce them to F.
F. shows me how someone illustrated him and how they created cards. We talk about spirituality and where to find ethically-harvested shark teeth for jewelry.
And then I add my artwork to the scrapbook and, on my way out, place coinage into the tip jar of the Brazilian bossanova duo who was crooning all the while in the background.
I walk to the bus stop and wait…and out of nowhere, I hear a shout and feel someone tickle me.
“I scared you!” he says.
I take the seats in the front of the bus so I can put my feet up on the front panel, and he sits in the back, listening to his music. This has become our habit…we now chat at the bus hub…
Back at “the ranch” (I always tell L.K. ‘meet you back at the ranch), A.K. disappears, I grab some guava off the front bushes, cook oatmeal, text, and go to bed.