The morning sun bathes the Cliffs in yellow gold light. I arise and wrap my nakedness in a triangular cocoon of woolly vellux and nestle near the doors facing the ocean. Choirs of birds sweetly tweet the morning glow. Meditation in Kauai is drinking in the warm moist ocean breath and floral fragrances, listening to the pec flaps of giant leviathans just yards offshore and the tiny scratch of doves' toenails as they parade across the lanai in search of a breakfast bug.