It’s not really a secret, it’s more like a hidden treasure. The only clue a visitor has in finding this jewel is the sign along Highway 19 that says, “Scenic Route“. But there a lots of signs on the Big Island that say “Scenic” Somethings along Highway 19 in the Hilo District. If you happen to cross the path of this unique and stored riches, be sure to stop in and savor the sensory manifestations of the Hawai’i Tropical Botanical Gardens.
The entrance entices you with the promise of a Nature Preserve. What comes to mind when you say, Nature Preserve? For me, what comes to mind is this, Definition: a park which displays natural, and often rare, flora and fauna. OK, ok, yes. That is the definition, but anyone can have a park. But how many can have a park that not only exercises the eye, the mind, the soul, but the body as well?
What awaits you when you walk down this pathway into the gardens? The anticipation of the moment of coming upon something accidentally or unexpectedly heightens your awareness that this place is special. Will you have to look hard and long to see what the gardens have to offer?
At first when entering the jungle, the largest of natures creations meet the eyes mind by their shear agglomeration of objects size and dominance over the smaller forms that gather around to display their offerings. The ability or power to concentrate mentally on the host of stimulus surrounding you makes wonder; can you give, as an act of civility or courtesy; care for the comfort and pleasure of others in the garden that equally seek your attention?
A thorough examinations of these larger collections reveals smaller objects with a symbiosis of beauty unmatched anywhere within the jungle. On a single object, one preferentially selected for its complexity and beauty, exposes a desire of clarity. With a view without either limiting or clarifying receptivity, and by narrowing the range of stimuli down to a single point. This reveals magnificent beyond the scale imagined or expected.
One might ponder the impact of the so called “human footprint” and how it would affect this aggregate, and its surrounding comeliness. You would only need to look closely to how our lives are enriched by our current standard of living. Wisdom and age produces youthful colorful antidotes like “the good old days”. A whimsical reminiscing of what it was like before now. Experience reminds us about how enriched out lives are now, at this time in our lives, reading this blog. When we remember where we were, and where we are now, and where we are going: there’s no doubt as to what we can achieve. One cannot live without the other.
As this Hibiscus flower extends itself to be pollinated by attracting natures gardeners. Gathering and transferring its pollen from one flower to another flowers stigma. I cannot help but wonder how these actions are not much more different from the human activity we already know it. It is food for thought.
What’s for dinner?