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Rain...
I sat in traffic today and watched in amazement as this large kupuna glided across the sky bringing the Rain...
Charlie...
Rest in Peace my Beautiful hoa Aloha Charlie... Mahalo for all you shared with the World. Your Love... Your Experiences... Your Knowledge... Your Skills... Your 'ike Hawai'i... Your Aloha pau'ole... Love you brother... See you on the Other Side...
Healing...
I Humbly Petition... The Divine Source of Life... The Divine Source of Creation... To Shower the World... With Healing Love, Light and Energies... For All Those in Need and Suffering... Physically... Emotionally... Mentally... Spiritually... Whatever Thy Will... In Deepest Humble Gratitude... Thank You... Thank You... Forgive Us... Thank You...
The Good Life...
I love sharing stories. It is cathartic for me to pour my thoughts and heart out in words. There are many stories that I hesitate to share because they just seem so self-serving. My intent is never to seek praise, but just to let words flow to help me better understand my experiences. However, some experiences are persistent and permeate my thoughts when I try to sleep at night until I commit them to writing. I think about all the writings and the sharing of experiences of others who made me who I am today. Thus, I will continue to publicly write and share, and in all honesty, sometimes I will read something from years ago which had already left my memory until rekindled by reading my own words. Not every encounter of mine is as rewarding but all have lessons. The other afternoon, I was walking down King Street and noticed a disheveled middle-aged Korean woman pulling things out of her shopping cart and then sitting down talking to herself on the sidewalk. I surreptitiously pu
Fatherhood...
Elliott left today on his sojourn almost 5000 miles away. We usually think about our Father's on Father's Day, but I will be consumed with thinking about my son as well. I am reminded about my own 5000 mile sojourn, about this same time in 2014, to rescue my Father from a care home from which I most likely would not have ever seen him Alive again. Now I humbly ask my same Spirit Guides and Guardians to be with my son. They are most Powerful. Indeed. I remain Humbly Grateful...
