“Time takes time,” I heard her when she said the three words across the circle unlocking something long constricting my heart.
Another woman told me that same thing, decades earlier and in another language. She was my elder cousin come to send me off at twenty five when I left my O’ahu home for a different life. “Ho’omanawanui,”she said. The meaning of her message took decades to find meaning in my unrecovered life.
Seated now, on a rainy morning waiting for a pot of quinoa to cook for breakfast I peck at my phone to post this: a marker. 10 years ago almost to the day I wrote a story and blog as medicine. A Native Fern is the medicine story. In this story the recipe for almond cake Sophie Lei Maku’e loves is included: love land, feed people—it’s basic to a pono life.
Just this week I reread the story (the medicine is Still powerful !) and noticed I had left something out in this recipe. A spiritual bit of navigation: I left the liquid out, but put it in this year. The cake was wonderful, was shared with beloved friends and shared here on at The Safety Pin Cafe too!
To read it go to the “Stories” tab on this blog, find the the Table of Contents and scroll to “A Native Fern.” Sophie’s story is very wonderful. Her recipe for almond cake is its own blog post. E hele kakou, go ahead!
Hope you 😊 enjoy, Mokihana
