Honolulu, Hawaii and Men with Balls

I met a man on the beach – juggling.  I stopped my walk and watched for a moment.  After noticing me, he turned and gave me a private show and when he had finished, I complimented him on his skills and turned to leave.  Before I could take my first step the man began a conversation.  The man; the juggler, simply wanted to tell someone his story .  I was that someone and he had my utter attention.  He didn’t introduce himself, nor shake my hand.  Instead, he humbly thanked me for my compliment, explaining that Hawaii had many amazing jugglers and he was certainly not one of them (He was juggling six balls without flinching mind you.) I politely disagreed with him and told him he shouldn’t knock his skills.  He ignored my comment.

The man; the juggler, told me that he had lived in Honolulu for twelve years and had been juggling since his arrival.  He was from Chicago originally; where he had been a mailman for many many years.  His mother, on her death-bed, had told him of his inheritance and he promised her that he would retire from the postal service, take the money and move to Honolulu – her favorite place to vacation – and retire.  He did just that.  After explaining that Americans in general had no respect for the art of juggling like that of Europeans, he began juggling once again.  After a while I wished him a good day.  Likewise, he wished me a good walk and continued his juggling.

I’m not a huge Honolulu fan, however, I now have a whole new respect for jugglers…

Men with Balls, Jennifer Allison
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5 thoughts on “Honolulu, Hawaii and Men with Balls

  1. julienmatei August 16, 2012 / 10:07 am

    Juggling…is meditation in movement. It requires precision, an utter sense of balance and swiftness.
    It has been a great tool to get rid of old conditionings and a way to great renewal…

    I might take it up again it is so rewarding.

    Why don’t you try? 😉

    • onestreetshy August 17, 2012 / 9:53 am

      If I were to try, I believe I may look somewhat like a clown, instead of a juggler 🙂

  2. julienmatei August 17, 2012 / 11:18 am

    🙂 you know
    it’s quite healthy to be a clown from time to time.
    the fool in taro is a powerful archetype
    only divine fools know what reality is about and have smth to say
    as for juggling try with one ball move to two and gradually to three
    juggling is like non thinking when you get the flow

  3. Wendell A. Brown, aka. The Brown One Poet August 20, 2012 / 4:00 am

    That is so you sharing yourself for moments with a stranger, but look what you received in return, another reshaping of your heart and personality! Loved the post…thank you for the blessing!

    • onestreetshy August 23, 2012 / 9:28 pm

      It was just the coolest thing Wendell – to see this juggler on the beach in Honolulu. I talk to strangers all the time. I think I have one of those faces that opens itself to chats 🙂

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