Everything becomes relative. Where ever one resides they become accustomed to the everyday happenings of that place and lifestyle. "Normal" evolves beyond the fringes of its meaning; past the mullet haired fixed gear hipsters of the North West, past the scruff faced booted fishermen of the East, and miles away from the single toothed swamp donkeys of the South. Hawaii has its own normalcy. A beautiful everyday style that takes the breath away. But one needs to stay aware of this wonderful normal phenomenon in order to live the path of happiness, because on island the energy never leaves. And if ones guard is down and your awareness and attention of the Now meanders off course, than the Negs (negativities of life) move in and demand control. Energy will just keep bouncing from one drama stained floozy to the next, until it settles on the lap of the wise. Which reminds me of a sticker that said: gossip ends at a wise man's ears. People find more gratitude in swirling negative drama shit sticks then they do satisfying their own souls with loving nourishment. So "normal" comes in all shapes and sizes, smells and sensations. Island normal could be magically entwined with a powerful cosmic lover, lustfully dancing for hours, watching the orange glow of the sun settle on the horizon while you share perfect warm waves with your best friend, scamper through lush coastal cliffs picking exotic fruit and drinking from natural springs trickling out of misty mountains, and drinking tea early morning with only laughing birds and swaying bamboo in the soft morning light; or your island normal could be coming home from your laborious job to your drunk husband waiting to beat you again, and you being ok with that..........because that is the only Normal you know. So observe your normal, analyze your normal, ponder your normal, adjust your normal and then love your normal. A good friend who just left island brought this question into my psychic view: What do you practice?