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Archive for July, 2014

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May you rise with the roosters and drink in the endless Hawaiian skies and spectacular sunrises.
May you open your hearts to the different kumu as they share the gifts of their knowledge and traditions with you.
May you love yourself through the frustrating moments while learning.  We often stumble and struggle before we soar.
May you remember that hula is not a competition.  It is a sacred tradition.  A beautiful illustration of the story being told. 
May your heart resonate with the paʻi of the pahu drum.
May your spirit sing along with the sound of the ʻukulele.
May you make friends from all over the world.
May you recognize the beauty in everyone’s traditions and celebrate the differences that make everyone unique.
May you recognize the similarities in everyone’s traditions and celebrate the things that you share.
May you enjoy mealtimes with friends and teachers–nourishment for both body and soul.
May you find time to sit on the sacred ʻāina and feel the mana in your body.
May you find time to walk barefoot on the sand, letting your feet sink into the warm goodness of it all.
May you find time to swim in the ocean and let yourself be rocked by the mother.
May you find time to sit and listen to the music of the makani.
May you remember to carry sunscreen and umbrellas. May you allow the warm sun and rain to kiss your skin and bless your body.
May you remember to carry your camera. May you remember that your whole body, all of your senses, are also recording what is happening around you.  Take it all in.  You’ll remember it.
May you make time to sit with the kūpuna and remember that they have earned every line on their faces and every single silver hair. Listen to their stories.
May you remember Nānā i ke kumu. Look to the source. Always.
May you allow yourself time to sit in awe of the jaw-dropping sunsets.
May you stop and take time to look (really look) of the moon before you sleep.
May you count your blessings. (They are many!)
May you scratch a few notes about the day’s happenings before you close your eyes to sleep.
May you return safely and share the stories with us.

Love you guys.

Right on.



(Re)Connecting to the source

Wednesday, July 9, 2014

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‘Anakala Pilipo Solatorio (aka Pops) and I at Mo’o'ula Falls. Molokai

Yesterday I had the chance to reconnect with Pops.

Man!  It felt like a lifetime had passed since we’d spoken to each other on the phone.  In reality, it had probably been about two weeks.

We’d been playing phone tag, leaving voicemail messages for each other.  Sometimes just a few brief words:  ”Aloha.  Love you.  Let’s talk soon.  A hui hou.”

Because there’s no cell phone service in Hālawa Valley, actually speaking with him can be a challenge.  In order for him to make a call, he has to drive out of the valley and call from the nearest cell phone spot.  Often, he’ll call from a place we call the Nēnē Phone Booth.  It’s a spot on top of hill that looks out over the Pailolo Channel. There’s a Nēnē Crossing sign there that marks the spot.  (Nēnē is the Hawaiian state bird, the Hawaiian goose. Branta sandvicensis.  And for the record, I’ve never seen a nēnē up there.  Just cars pulled to side of the road as folks make their calls.)

He called while he was in Kaunakakai yesterday.  He and Mom had gone to town to take care of some things.  He tried calling from the post office, but cell reception there is poor.  He’d left a garbled voicemail message for me.  It sounded like he was making the call from 20,o0o leagues under the sea.  Thankfully he called back a few minutes later and this time we connected.

We didn’t talk about anything that was ultra-important.  It was a simple conversation.

But it was so important.  We needed to connect.

One of my favorite Hawaiian sayings is: Nānā i ke kumu.  It means “Look to the source.”

(Re)Connecting with my source is crucial in my work as someone who teaches and shares the traditions of Hālāwa Valley.  And as someone who treasures our relationship.

Share the Aloha folks.

Right on.

**How are YOU reconnecting to your source?  Drop me a line.  I’d love to hear from you.**