Ephemeral Life...

Elliott rocking his Manaola Aloha Shirt after a long day of school and a night of hula on the USS Missouri for the Secretary of Defense and guests. So proud of him...

I picked up my son Elliott at Kamehameha Schools tonight at 8:30 as he had a special hula performance. As we were leaving the parking lot, I stopped the car dead in its tracks. In the windy blown trees in front of us, a massive face appeared. Eyes, nose, gaping mouth, even missing teeth. The camera really doesn't do it justice. We both just sat there and stared at the kupuna as he undulated in the wind, mouth moving as if he was talking to us. Just humble amazement. A most precious and memorable Father-Son moment. Mahalo Ke Akua...

Remembering brother Jerry Norris on his Birthday today. Celebrating up in Heaven. He passed away almost a year ago. The trauma of seeing him go into cardiac arrest and be brought back to Life several times, until his wife had to finally let him die still haunts me. His beloved dog passed away today. Leaving his surviving wife all alone. Must keep her Spirit up as she misses him greatly, and her daily reminder of their Love, her loyal companion, now has left her as well. Jerry loved going out to the schools with me for the mea Hawai'i presentations on Hawaiian history, values and culture. Here we are at Cathedral Catholic Academy where we presented to classes over several years. Now this school has closed down due to enrollment struggles. Saint Damien watches in the background. Ka Hali'a Aloha... The Loving Memory... Everything changes... Everything...

My two boys, Elliott and Koa, when they were small...helping to resist Injustice...

Simple... Beautiful... Irrepressible... Life...

My phone rang tonight and I went out onto the lanai overlooking Honolulu to answer it. It was my Beautiful friend and brother, Robert Ebanez. He was calling from the ICU at Hilo Hospital where he was recently admitted. The respirator came out today and he could breath on his own. He is still struggling with congestive Heart failure and other ailments that unfortunately, many kānaka 'ōiwi suffer from.  It truly is nothing short of miraculous that he is still with us, but admittedly in a very precarious state still. It was so good to hear his voice. A weakened voice, but a strong Spirit behind it. The first words we shared were expressions of our profound Love for each other. Not knowing how long the call would last, or other potential complications, we wasted no time in connecting with the most important affirmations first.  We spoke about his Love for All. Especially his family on other islands who he misses terribly, to the point of tears. Also, his Love for the people

This poor red potato was sad and depressed because he had a cut on his cheek under his eye. So to end his suffering, I peeled him, boiled him and ate him...

It was in the late 1990’s when I was working for the State of Hawai’i Department of Land and Natural Resources Historic Preservation Division Burial Sites Program, that we had received a request from the Superintendent of the Pu ʻ uhonua o H ō naunau National Park to assist them with putting several hundred iwi k ū puna to a final rest. The remains of men, women and children had been sitting in cardboard boxes for decades, on old wooden shelves in the entrance of a secured cave. They had been excavated and collected many years before during various projects to establish the park and its facilities.  My two coworkers, Kana‘i and Kala ʻ au, and I embarked on a week long journey to the sacred place of refuge. A pu ʻ uhonua, a place where one who broke a kapu, a sacred law, could flee to, and find sanctuary from the ka ʻ ane strangulation cord, or the newa, a club to the head. The park staff, and ‘ohana from the area, mobilized for the effort. We stayed near the park in a cabin and

So much going on in the World... So many Loved Ones Transitioning... So many Lessons Arriving... I had to Reflect Deeply Tonight... Quietly Alone... To Hear the Whispers... Of the Universe...

Love Yourself... Forgive Yourself... Celebrate and Cherish... Then Lovingly Release... All the Regretful Choices... And Sorrowful Decisions... In this Life... That Truly Made You... The Beautiful and Amazing You... We All Love...

Strive...

I went to go see Tony tonight. His scoliosis in his spine has gotten worse such that he really can't sit up properly anymore. It puts all my so-called problems into perspective. Humbly Grateful for so many Blessings. Humbly Grateful for knowing Tony and his struggles in this Life that he shares. Many circumstances, decisions and choices throughout his Life led him to this sorrowful and dire purgatory of suffering. I don't Judge him however. I just help out when and where I can to sustain his Body. And most importantly, I always let him know how much I Love him...to sustain his Soul...

I was sitting in my parked car thinking about things and I felt like someone was watching my every move. Please forgive the awful cell phone photo shot through the windshield...

The Loving Memory... Love you brother Ernie...

A most Beautiful afternoon of sharing 'ike Hawai'i, Hawaiian culture, history and values, with students and faculty at Damien Memorial School, utilizing n ā  mea Hawai'i...

Ahiahi: To become Evening... Ahi: Fire...

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