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Friday, August 14, 2020

Aloha...


This Land...
Of Love...
And Aloha...

Wednesday, August 12, 2020

Kindergarten...


I stumbled upon this photograph on the Internet of the school hallway at Bregy Elementary School in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. I attended Kindergarten there when my father was stationed in Philadelphia while in the USMC as we lived in Naval Housing.

I remember this exact hallway as the photo is taken from the perspective of the Principal's Office and Administration looking down towards the exit sign which leads left, and out onto the large asphalt black-top where we all played at recess time. 

I remember recruiting about twenty-students, mostly Kindergarteners and some 1st graders to follow me quietly into the hallway during recess. We slowly tip-toed down the hallway towards the offices, trying to suppress our giggles and laughter. When we were about ten-feet away from the office, someone screamed and then we all screamed and ran as fast as we could towards the exit like a stampede of wild boars.

We immediately dispersed out onto the blacktop and blended in with the crowds. The principal came out of the doors not too long after us, and scanned the blacktop with a frown on his face while we sneakily peered from behind bodies and playground equipment. It was so exciting.

Well, the excitement and adrenalin rush was too addicting, and the following day, I again gathered a posse of little tykes, both boys and girls, and initiated operation "sneak, scream and run" again. It was again mostly a success. Unfortunately, however, someone screamed when we were only at the halfway mark of the hallway but the resultant yelling, laughter, and foot stomping echoed throughout the building.

On the third day, my little brain wasn't developed enough to understand predictability, patterns or the intellect of the school administration. 

We again gathered during recess, entered the hallway as quietly as we could, hearts pounding with excitement, suppressed giggles again, and made it all the way to the office doors. Someone screamed, we all screamed and all turned to run down the hallway in another stampede when we caught sight of our principal, standing at the end of the hallway, between us and the blacktop playground. Between us and anonymity. Between us and freedom. 

We were rounded up like cattle and all sent to the office for processing. Quite a few frenemies outed me as the organizer of the mayhem. When I got home that afternoon, my Mother was none to pleased about the telephone call from the school and my apparent path to delinquency.

Another salient memory is playing on the blacktop and my two best friends, one an African American boy, who gave me a straw, and the other, an Italian boy, who gave me a handful of dried peas and we proceeded to shoot through the chain-link fence at cars passing by.

We were all laughing uncontrollably until one car stopped and the driver angrily got out and ran towards us slamming the fence. We ran away like scaredy cats, dumped the evidence, and that was the first and last time we tried that tomfoolery which lasted less than an entire minute.

My last memory is going to the bathroom while Kindergarten class was in session. The bathroom was actually inside of the classroom and I raised my hand to request permission from my teacher to relieve my tiny little bladder.

Having been granted permission, which the whole class bore witness to, I went into one of the stalls, which had no doors and stood there doing my business. I soon found myself daydreaming, realizing that it was much more fun to be in the bathroom stall, letting my mind wander, then being back sitting in class and getting called on to answer questions. 

I think I had spent an inordinate amount of time in the bathroom, lost in thought, just standing there, because a classmate came in, another boy, and stood at the stall entrance, startling me, and said, "Ms. Bear want's you to hurry up and return to class."

Where upon hearing this, I quickly turned around, gyrating my hips, and pretended to pee on my classmates feet.

He quickly ran back out into the classroom as I was pulling up my pants. To my absolute horror, I heard him yell to the entire class, "Ms. Bear! Kai pointed his birdy at me!" All I could hear was raucous laughter, boys and girls.

I was so horrified and embarrassed to return to class which was only about ten-feet from where I was standing. 

I think I stood motionless for a few minutes trying to delay the inevitable. I slowly began to move towards the classroom door, quietly, as not to draw attention. All sounds had stopped and it was quiet as a Winter forest.

I stopped just short of re-entering the classroom, and peeked slowly around the door frame to peer into the classroom, hoping my classmates were busy writing or drawing and distracted. To my horror, the entire class was quietly sitting there, staring at me, waiting for me to come out. 

I know I turned red and flush, as I made my way to my seat and desk, looking at the ground. 

I could then hear giggling and snickering around me.

Ms. Bear admonished me by saying, "Mr. Markell, we need to have a talk after class about inappropriate behavior." This of course, elicited, more snickering and giggles. 

I sat there with my head down for the rest of the class. Just me an my Tweety-Bird.

So when I look back on Kindergarten, I took away three big lessons. 

One: If you are going to play "sneak, scream and run", make sure you pick random days, not consecutive days;

Two: Don't use a pea shooter unless you can back it up with mean Kung Fu skills;

Three: While I still Daydream in the bathroom, I never pointed my Birdy at anyone ever again...

Hula...


Beauty, Grace and Happiness...


Tuesday, August 11, 2020

Love...


Let Love...
Gently Descend...
Upon You...
To Cover You...
Blanket You...
Protect You...
Nourish You...
And Heal You...
Forevermore...

Once...


Once Upon a Time...
In a Land...
Not so Far Away...

Saturday, August 8, 2020

Spirit...


I get out of bed in the morning and then glance back. Always...without fail...

Thursday, August 6, 2020

Kūkulu Kumuhana...


Instead of attending church services via Zoom each week, I like to gather and Kūkulu Kumuhana with Ke Akua, nā akua, my Angels and Spirit Guides, Ancestors, 'Aumākua, Kupua, Divine Celestial Beings, Mother Earth and her Elementals, and other Friends and 'ohana, via Zoom, and figure out how we are going to win the Spiritual Battle this week and kick Evil's butt...

Ho'omaha...


Rest, repose; freedom from pain; at ease, comfort...

Hula...


Tuesday, August 4, 2020

The Light...


This morning I woke up to horrific tragedy in Lebanon. As the day unfolded, I learned more and more about the loss of lives, injuries and catastrophic destruction of the city of Beirut. I also woke up to a Facebook Live Feed of a despondent person on the ledge of a building in the Kewalo area. 

I couldn't bear to watch the feed as I couldn't bear witness to someone trying to end their life. I had to shut it off. Then I Prayed. I let tears flow as I Prayed for Divine Intervention to give the person on the ledge much needed Hope. I think it hit a chord deep within me as I know many of us are on the dangerous precipice with all the pressures of this seemingly never-ending saga of Humanity and Uncertainty.

The I watched in more Horror the videos and photographs emerging out of Beirut. Bloodied people staggering around. Buildings decimated. Firefighters missing. Loved ones missing and dead.

I knew Lebanon was already in crisis with shortages of food and unprecedented inflation leaving the despotic nepotic wealthy class and then the poor suffering population unable to procure basic goods, let alone food. Electricity is sporadic and clean drinking water scarce as well. All before the leveling of Beirut. 

The one main economic port this country relies upon, that brings in most of the wheat and grain to feed the population, already suffering with food shortages, and hungry children, is now destroyed, including the massive amount of wheat and grain that had already been in the Port silos.

Hospitals, overwhelmed by COVID-19, are now overwhelmed with the injured. Scenes of doctors and nurses working on patients out on the streets of rubble filled my feed, as some hospitals were destroyed as well. 

I couldn't help but let the tears flow and Pray hard again. So much suffering.

I then read about a man, still in his apartment, looking out in the eerie still night in Beirut, at all the adjacent buildings that have been evacuated and gone dark. He saw, in the distance, a small candle, alit in someone's empty shell of an apartment. One small flickering light. As he watched it, he said it gave him so much Peace amidst the apocalyptic tragedy. One small light. Of Hope.

Then later on, back here, I saw an update post about the despondent jumper. He was talked off of the ledge. I cried when I read that. Thousands of lives taken or critically injured today in Beirut. One Life saved in Hawai'i.

He may not ever know how his Life, and the Courage he found to Live, greatly impacted someone he may never know in this Lifetime. Me...

We each need a Light to hold onto. To gaze upon, When in the depths of Darkness. A Light that will Guide us off of the Precipice of these Chaotic Unprecedented Times. 

To continue to Survive, to Live, and dare I say Thrive, despite the Collective Despondency, Hardships and Challenges, is to Honor the Suffering and Deaths of the Others. Especially of the Innocents...

Be a Light for Others. Be a Light for Yourself...

The Light that keeps us both Alive and Here...

Monday, August 3, 2020

Mai ka Pō mai...


From the Ancestors...

Sunday, August 2, 2020

Glimpses...


Tonight...
She Showed Herself...
Just for an Ephemeral Moment...
Piercing the Veil of Heaven...
Long Enough...
To Ignite my Heart...
In an All-Consuming Fire...

Wednesday, July 29, 2020

Hina...


The Solace of Hina...

Monday, July 27, 2020

Eia Hawai'i...


Here is Hawai'i...

Sunday, July 26, 2020

Defend Makua...


Kou...


After the Storm...
Mahalo Ke Akua...

Everything...


All I Ever Wanted...
All I Ever Needed...
Was Beautiful Precious...
Sacred You...

Saturday, July 25, 2020

Ho'omākaukau...


To Prepare, make Ready....
Hold on Tight...

Wednesday, July 22, 2020

Alo...


At Kāneana Cave in Makua, I saw a half-face and just mirrored it...

Saturday, July 18, 2020

Immortal...


The chances of me getting my act together, getting out of the house at night, and capturing the Beautiful Comet Neowise is slim indeed. I am enjoying seeing the comet through the talented eyes of many photographers in the islands and around the World.

I also don't manipulate and alter my photos either to produce desired results. I humbly capture the magic and add my artistic flare in post-editing enhancing the colors and tone of what is there without adding photographic elements. I don't pass judgment on others either.

This however, is a composite image. I document events with my camera to preserve them for posterity, and sustain and share the Healing Spirit far and wide long after the event ends. I am also an Artist and enjoy exercising my creative license too...

It isn't even Comet Neowise. It is Comet KaiWise. 

I am wise enough to not over-extend myself to try and capture Neowise when I am nurturing my own health back during this time of sequestration. I made this comet to memorialize the celestial event of Neowise's arrival and combined it with an earlier capture of a Kapu Kai ceremony that has great significance to me on my own Journey with the Cleansing and Healing waters of Kanaloa. 

Comet Neowise won't be around again for about 6,800 years. My Soul, however is Immortal. Just like yours. I will catch Neowise again in about 7000 years. I might even surf that bad-boy for a few light years through time and space if I feel up to it...wearing my GoPro Hero 8000XLR of course...

Maka'ala...










Once in awhile I wake up and check on the progress of various high-rise construction projects in my area. I make sure everyone is wearing their masks, properly social distancing and everybody is working hard. No hiding on lower floors watching videos on your smart phone...

Tuesday, July 14, 2020

You...


Simply...
Incredibly...
Beautiful...
Sacred...
Alluring...
You...

Monday, July 13, 2020

Beauty...


She Illuminates...
My Darkness...
Allowing me...
To Find My Way...
Home...
To Her Heart...

Nightfall...


As Night Falls...
And Dreams Arrive...
I Begin my Journey...
To Search...
For Beautiful Sacred You...