Glimpse...
She Gifted Me... Just a Glimpse... Of Her Beauty Tonight... Enough to Set... My Hopelessly Enraptured... Heart... Aflame...
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Always...
As the Sweet Somber Moon Descended... Below the Dark Horizon... She asked me Never to Forget Her... While we are Apart... Truth be Told... I can Think of Nothing Else... But Her...
Light...
When the World Suddenly... Seems Shrouded in Darkness... It is just a Beautiful Opportunity... To Emanate and Focus... Your Light...
Love...
In the Expanse of Darkness... Before Time Itself... Love Sought Refuge... In a Heart... That Only Desired... You...
Intention...
The stone kahuna cup. The kapu ahi kuni 'an ā 'an ā . The maunu, or bait, of a person. Personal clothing. Hair. Fingernails. Spittle. Excrement. Anything that has your Essence could be used by a kahuna 'an ā 'an ā to perform rituals and incantations to manipulate Spirit, and impact your Spirit, through the unseen powerful threads that connect you to your personal bodily essences. A stone bowl used to take Life or bring sickness and harm to others can still have residual power long after its use and function ended centuries ago. The pa'akai 'alaea, or red-ocherous tinted sea salt has Healing and Purifying properties when used properly for Spiritual Cleansing. This particular pa'akai came from Hanap ē p ē on Kaua'i, and was mixed with 'alaea from Hawai'i Island in 1998, almost twenty-years ago, by Kahuna L ā 'au Lapa'au Henry "Papa" Auwae for a gathering of burial practitioners who came together to address ongoing harm
Grateful...
I am seriously trying to declutter my Life and let go of things that no longer serve a purpose, as much as I think I may need them in the future. I am also gathering up my stories, documents and other ephemera as well to help me finish my book. Fortunately, I had found a little notepad that my late sister Nalani had given me. She had taken copious notes in June of 2012 when I ended up in the hospital. I never really read through them, until tonight. It was sobering. She started notes right when my wife had called her crying to tell her of my precarious status. June 27, 2012: Kai taken to Emergency at Queens. 100% serious. 30% chance of survival. Life threatening. Dying. Doctor said wife and boys need to prepare for possible situation of death. Kai's cholesterol is extremely high. Neck opened with tubes and IV. Doctor said Kai still young, so hopeful. Kidneys, Lungs and Heart failing. On machines. Can't talk. Coma. Life Support. July 1, 2012: Dr. Chris Fayek, Head
Destiny...
In College, I really thought I was going to be a Rockstar. I never felt so Alive as when I was playing guitar, singing, and feeling the vibrations go through my body from my amplified speaker and effects boxes. To touch the Spirit of thousands of people, or even tens of thousands of people, like my favorite bands touched mine, was a Dream. Like thousands of other aspiring musicians, it never worked out because a flow of events and decisions took me in an opposite course in Life. Decades later, I was shown a Vision that had I chosen that Musical Journey, I wouldn't be here now. Physically here. Alive. We shouldn't always lament broken Dreams. We should actually Celebrate them...
Ua Hala...
Repost from 2009: Hala. Passing. A good friend called me yesterday from a hospice in Wai'anae on O'ahu where his mother is staying. He said she is ready to pass on to the other side. She wanted to see me. I went out this morning with a co-worker. We spent the morning in her presence and that of the ancestors. Her spirit was still strong but her body is quickly fading. We prayed. I had brought some food for the nurses and then some delicious Hawaiian food for his mom. We ate poi, dried aku, ahi limu poke, tako poke and shared such a beautiful time. Laughing. Crying. Praying. She spoke intermittently of things that only could have come from the other side. She was listening to the ancestors and saying things, singing, and offering bits of precious mana'o and 'ike Hawai'i. Thoughts and Hawaiian vision. In between her normal self. We treasured each bit of messages from the ancestors. She wanted to see another person too. 'Ohana from Kaua'i. Anoth
