FOR THE LOVE OF COCONUTS

My love for coconuts started at a young age. At the age of two, my parents took me on a trip to the Philippines to visit family. For one month, we stayed at my mother's parents house in Manila and everyday for that one month I had a ritual. I would go outside at a certain hour every single day and sit on the step of my grandparents house waiting for the "buko" man to arrive ("buko" is the tagalog word for coconut). And everyday at the exact same time, he would come, pushing his heavy cart full of coconuts down the street and selling them to those who passed by and to those whom he passed. And he always knew to stop in front of me; he would know that I was waiting for him. He would take a young coconut filled with coconut water, hack the top off the coconut with his giant machete, stick a straw in the little hole he had carved and hand it to me. My mother tells me this story with great fondness although I was so young, I have barely a memory of it. But I believe that my affinity for fresh coconut was tied to this early experience with the filipino buko man. 


Fast forward some 25 years later and what was only a vague inkblot of a memory (if you could even call it a memory) flashes before me as I taste my first fresh coconut in decades on the streets of south India. Not only do I discover that it is the perfect way to rehydrate after a very early morning yoga practice, it is also much cheaper than buying a bottle of water or one of those sugary sport drinks. Packed with naturally-occurring electrolytes - those little guys that help with rehydration - the water from the coconut is a godsend in hot and tropical climates like in India or the Philippines. 

My day is just not complete without a coconut (Mysore, Karnataka, India)

Coconuts are a way of life for many Indians, particularly in the south where the tropical climate is more conducive to the cultivation of coconuts. The coconut and the "coconut man" (and sometimes woman) are as ubiquitous as the cows that roam freely on the streets. Like the stand-and-sip espresso culture of Italy, it is common to see people ride up on their scooters, drink their coconut water quickly while at the coconut stand and then zoom off to their destination. 

In India, I also discovered the benefits of using coconut oil externally, replacing my drug store moisturizer with a much cheaper bottle of coconut oil which I could also use to cook with. In fact, it is common in Indian culture to use coconut oil in the hair in place of conditioner. Bear in mind that there are processing differences between the hair oil and the cooking oil. I embarrassingly learned this through a local friend who came to visit my place when I was staying in Mysore, Karnataka in the south of India. He saw my blue bottle of coconut oil sitting on the kitchen shelf. He asked me if I used that oil for cooking. When I said yes, he was more than a little surprised and told me that Indians don't normally use that type of oil for cooking. Just for hair. What I learned that day was that not all coconut oils are created equal. For cooking, you want to look for an unrefined cold-pressed virgin oil, similar to when looking for a good olive oil, while a processed oil is fine for external use. I guess that explained why, at the local supermarket in Mysore, some of the coconut oil was in the hair care section and some was in the food section.

After having been spoiled with cheap and abundant access to coconuts in tropical locales like Bali and south India, I arrived on the Big Island of Hawaii. I knew that fresh coconuts were available but I also discovered that they are slightly pricier than in Asia (not a big surprise but admittedly a little disappointing). On the east side of the Big Island of Hawaii, for example, $2 is about the price of a coconut. Sometimes your neighbourhood coconut vendor will charge you extra to machete it open for you. Unless you are skilled in the art of machete, I advise you to pay the extra money or else risk the loss of appendages. In other parts of Hawaii, like Honolulu in Oahu, coconuts can cost as much as $10. I was told that coconuts are more of a cottage industry in the Hawaiian Islands, which came as a surprise to me considering there are so many coconut trees. They just don't spend time cultivating and farming them. It still worth the cost though, considering we often spend upwards of $4 on specialty coffees and other beverages and I would consider the coconut something very special.

Boy, this coconut sure if refreshing (photo courtesy of Nationaal Archief)

Do-It-Yourself

If you are feeling a little daring, are physical fit, and happen to have access to a machete, then you might feel compelled to climb a coconut palm and get a coconut all on your own - renegade style. Many coconut trees grow wild and you'll often see people in India and even Hawaii climbing coconut palms to get their hands on the goods themselves. There is definitely an art to coconut harvesting. The tree climbing is the first part, then there's the hacking off of the coconut, and finally coming down. For me personally, it's the getting down that would be my biggest challenge. The coconut palm can grow up to 30 m (98 ft). That's a mighty long way down!

Beware of falling coconuts!

For those who yearn to find themselves sitting under a shady coconut tree on an idyllic tropical beach, beware!  What may seem innocent and serene could prove fatal. Many die each year from falling coconuts. As the coconuts mature they can become loose from the tree. Imagine you're sitting under a 30 m tall coconut palm. The coconuts sit high up near the top of the tree right under the palm leaves. Now imagine the impact of one of these heavy coconuts disengaging from the tree and falling to the ground - or worse, someone's head. It's very common to see signs cautioning passersby and leisure-seekers of falling coconuts. My rule of thumb when choosing a shady spot on a beach, whether I'm in Bali, Indonesia or far north Queensland in Australia, is to first look up. Coconut trees can provide great shade but at what cost. Just make sure that the tree is empty of fruit first.

Coconut palm on the Big Island of Hawaii

The coconut does not fall far from the tree, but it does fall far to the ground

Still, despite the dangers (which, of course, easily avoided), the coconut ranks as one of my top favourite foods of all time - for both flavour and versatility. A little bit of coconut oil, milk, or cream can play a minor role in a dish, enhancing the flavours in curries and stews. The meat adds dimension and texture to smoothies and baked goods. It can also play a starring role in coconut-flavoured anything. And the meat and water are great all on their own. For generations, all over Asia, South America, and the Pacific Islands, the coconut has been venerated as both food and medicine because of its nutritional and healing value. What's not to love?

One coconut for every day of the week

For those who have never had the pleasure of drinking the fresh water straight from a newly macheted coconut, here are a few tips:

• When asking for your coconut, be sure to tell the coconut vendor what type of coconut you want. A young coconut yields water but no hard coconut meat although you might get a little jelly. An older coconut will give you a sweeter water and lots of delicious white coconut meat. Sometimes the water from the older coconut can be a little fermented and bubbly like champagne but it should still be ok to drink. In fact, some people like it this way.
• After you've finished drinking the water, ask the coconut vendor to hack it in half for you if there is any meat inside. The vendor will probably also  cut off a little piece of the husk to use as a scoop. Coconut water and meat can be very filling. In fact, if I have a coconut with a lot of meat, I'll ask the coconut vendor to cut it in half for me so that I can take both halves home with me and have the meat later.

Let your mind start a journey through a strange new world

Social philosopher and psychoanalyst Erich Fromm says this:
Let your mind start a journey through a strange new world. Leave all thoughts of the world you knew before. Let your soul take you where you long to be. Close your eyes, let your spirit start to soar, and you'll live as you've never lived before.

I've spent the last two years on a journey of self-discovery that has taken me to India with side trips to Australia and Sri Lanka, and occasional visits back to my hometown of Toronto, Canada. It's in India (primarily Mysore and Dharamsala) that I was really able to delve into an intense yoga and meditation practice. I also discovered a strong affinity for Buddhism and its ideologies.

My journey continues as I venture off to South America, specifically the Peruvian Amazon to meet my partner who has already been there for 3 months having his own spiritual awakenings through the guidance of the mystical shamans of the region. This should be interesting.

What was I doing before all this? Well, prior to this, I was on a very different journey which mainly consisted of career (I was a marketing and public relations manager for a fashion company for 6 years), partying (aka "networking"), and just general excess and accumulation. It was fun for a while but never really satisfying, and eventually I just got tired of the hamster wheel. I just could not figure out what I was doing this all for.

So a couple of years back, I took a huge leap of faith and quit my job, got rid of my apartment, packed my bags and made a break for India. Without any real expectation of the road ahead.

It's a little Elizabeth Gilbert, yes I know. My partner is an Australian who lived in Brazil (not a Brazilian who lived in Australia), and I've never been to Bali (perhaps Peru is my Bali ...I guess we'll see). And unfortunately, I don't have a bestselling book on the market that has made me a household name thanks to Oprah. But I guess what I've realized is that my choices in the recent past are much more common than I thought. People question their life choices all the time and make decisions to re-direct their journey on a course less traveled but more fulfilling for them.

This blog is about attempting to unravel -- learning to focus on the journey not the destination. It's an exercise in letting go .... of expectation, of fear. What I mean is this.... by providing an outlet to share my experiences, I allow myself to be exposed. This is a frightening thought to me but I do in some way feel that there may be benefit not only for myself, in freeing myself, but also for anyone who might venture to read this. Also, some of my friends have suggested that I start a blog so they can track me on my travels ;)

There's no real direction or objective for this blog. It's simply a journal of a journey.

And the journey continues...