Ala Loa...

The smooth water worn pohaku were placed down hundreds of years ago by the kupuna. Over the rough and jagged a`a lava flows which would shred the bare foot open. These pathways run all throughout the islands although not all are paved in this manner. Countless ancestors have walked these stones. Foot by foot. Pohaku by pohaku. It is an honor to walk in their footsteps and on the fruits of their hard labor. Mahalo no e na kupuna. There is a pathway of no return however. The ala ho`i `ole mai. Death. All of us are walking that trail. Some are creeping along. Others are running at full speed. Some are just beginning the path. Others are at the few last stones. Love everyone you meet along that path and you will find the end warm and welcoming...