The journey of healing from cultural trauma is unique for us all. Speaking for myself the path experienced consciously began in 1970 when I left home for the first time, but really kicked when I returned to that home in 1997.
This post is about me finding the ways back to truly understanding that Aloha is the true intelligence with which we kanaka meet life.
To remind myself, I’ve written Aloha’s meaning —spelled it out in ‘oleo, mahalo AuntyPilahi Paki—using sidewalk chalk, on my walk between the Vardo and Quonset.
Akahai
Lokahi
Olu’olu
Ha’aha’a
Ahonui
I look at the words snd walk my talk 🤙💜
Check out the meanings of each word online. wehewehe.org will be one place to look.
Yea. A little aloha in our day 🌲🌈🌺
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