Lessons...


I can't help but think about the thousands of our beloved iwi kūpuna, our ancestral bones, dug up throughout the years to make way for all types of development.

As I watch akua Pele make a beeline to the cemetery in Pāhoa, covering the graves in fresh lava, I wonder if she is trying to make us contemplate how we as a larger society treat, what Mary Kawena Pukui defined for Native Hawaiians as, our most cherished possession. Do we feel the pain and sorrow of the 'ohana?

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