Circles
“Do you know why we do things in a circle? …Because if it’s a straight line, the energy just goes […]
Reflections
Freedom – Fighting
Aloha mai kākou, I suppose a person who always looks for the middle often finds themselves there, witnessing dissonance or
Poetry, Reflections
rainrain
Nov 10, 2025 “When the cloud weeps, the garden laughs.” —Rumi, Masnavi, Book V, line 3656. Aloha mai kākou,
Three and Five
Aloha everyone, This weekend I’m helping a partner organization do their strategic plan. They do amazing work in the community
Aunty x 3
Aunty3 I.Aunty Pua told us her principle about Aunty Izzy Abbott. Aunty2! She shared that Aunty Izzy was one of
Geese Gone Wild or, Dear Mary Oliver
Dear Mary Oliver, You wrote a poem about flying geese, and being soft. You reassured us: You do not have
Thank you po
When I was here in 2022 or the time before, my coworker introduced herself to me—she said “Hi, my name
People you meet at conferences
There’s been a lot of conferences lately in the local scene. I was fortunate enough to present at our local
#exponentialpotential
A couple of posts ago I wrote about what it means to be from somewhere. That’s a concept that has
One year. Or, the garden of belonging.
Aloha mai kākou, As I sit here writing under the bright, dark māhealani moonlight, I want to say that my
I come from a place…
Aunty Pua, or Uncle Eric Enos once said: “We need a Ka‘ala in every ahupua‘a.” They were referring to Ka‘ala
Behind the curtain
And now comes the time of day on Sunday when I sit down and begin to write. Someone asked me
The Braddahood
Prayer of Approach I honor your Gods,I drink at your well,I bring an undefended heart to our meeting place,I have
Wedding Playlist
Aloha mai kākou, There’s a light rain falling, quenching the muggy heat of this Sunday August afternoon. I’m sitting here
Hope & Justice
HOPE Our mission is to plant ourselves at the gates of hope—not the prudent gates of Optimism, which are somewhat
Writer’s Block
You cannot do this workIf you cannot love deep and in the Next breath,Say, goodbye. My dear friend Miwa asked me to
The habit of twilight
When the rhythm of the heart becomes hectic,Time takes on the strain until it breaks;Then all the unattended stress falls
Mostly
Trees stretch impossibly tall and widecovered in lichen and rusty barkfat vines crawling for succor around their broad waists. We sit
The Function of Hands
The `Ahu Onto my flattened hand Diane placed, First, the white pu keawe Then, pink `a`ali`i, And, from a deep
Grow Food, Feed People
It’s pretty simple. Take care of farmers, grow food, feed people. —Uncle Bobby Pahia I. Uncle Bobby drives me in