The darkness feels like I’m walking in a black tunnel in the underworld except I’m on a road next to the ocean in Pahoa, Hawaii, in 2017 near an off-the-beaten-path retreat center called Kalani, which means “the sky, or the heavens”. — When I go for my usual morning run, it’s so dark that I can hardly see my hands move side to side. I feel the emptiness all around me, and the prayer I’ve asked the island of Hawaii only 30 minutes ago seems to weigh on my mind. A few…