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October 2, 2011

We had a little bit of time on our hands before our guests needed to get back and prepare for departure.  I’d decided, on a whim, to take them to Tanguisson.

The next beach north of Two Lovers Point (that’s it in the background), Tanguisson is a place for islanders.

I was watching a Japanese anime last night, and one of the scenes illustrated was a carbon copy of the above.  A  curve of coral sand, gentle waves lapping shore, and bluffs covered in tropical greenery.  It seems to be something hardwired in the human psyche, we are drawn to places as this irrespective of culture.

What makes Tanguisson worthy of interest, however, are Nature’s artwork, rendered in ancient coral.

 Pressure from deep within the Earth forced the sea floor upwards between two volcanoes millenia ago; wind and waves accomplished the rest.

If one is to live in the moment, one must appreciate a place on its own terms.  From this perspective, Guam can be an amazing place.

I read an interesting article some time ago which explained we see the world through our own paradigm, or model of reality.  if something does not fit our model, we fail to process it.  An example of this would be to buy a green car – and then notice all the other green cars on the road.

They were there all along.  Our paradigm prevented us from seeing them.

The same is true of island life.  People arrive, don a tropical shirt and a pair of sandals, and pronounce they’ve “arrived”.  The remainder of their time is spend comparing amenities to that of “back home”.

I’ve come to the conclusion the “comparators” aren’t really here.  They eventually burn out, needing to return to the land of McMansions, flat-screen TV’s and Target.  They appear to have the inability (or prefer not) to add to their paradigm – and places as this are alien.  They cause stress.

It is the rare individual who sees a place for what it is.

Those capable of doing so are changed by the experience, I believe.  By adding to their paradigm, they become capable of processing that much more at the next stop.

This is not Key West.

That’s okay.  I am enriched for having experienced it.



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