Saturday, May 21, 2022
The Waikiki of today is worlds away from the wetlands, mudflats, fishponds and full-cover bathing suits of 1916. A walk amongst the modern concrete towers of this tourist mecca reveals little in the way of culture or history and even less in “green space”. To a small degree, this...
For Aunty Margaret's haumāna, Lomilomi is not just massage, it is the physiotherapy, the medicine; it is the spiritual healing of the Hawaiian people. As a distinctly kānaka cultural practice, it is not a technique. A Lomilomi therapist must practice daily hoʻoponopono, or, making right of out-of-balance situations in her/his...
The Bridge short film based in Hawaii is again a finalist and winner of Reel Time International Online Film Festival awards from Perth-Australia.  The Bridge is the recent recipient of the Laurel of Excellence Award by the Tampa Bay Arts & Education Network (TBAE) and will be seen by...
When you hear the word “peace,” what comes to mind? Do you think of another era marked by flowers and peace signs?    Or, war-torn areas of the world that repeatedly make and break peace treaties with their neighbors? The good news is that there’s a new definition of peace emerging....
As a founding member of the hui, Facing the Future (FtF) in 2004, I collaborated with a team of community engagement professionals to plan, produce and bring sustainability speakers to Honolulu. We were the only folks producing events on sustainable learning at the time. Skepticism over climate change was high,...
He was born Prince Rogers Nelson was born on June 7 and he tragically passed away this year at his compound Paisley Park.  He leaves behind 30 years of music.  His life was an enigma because while he was flamboyant on stage he was a recluse in his private...
Unassuming and irreverent, Graham White has been coming to Hawaii for a number of years teaching meditation practice at the Palolo Zen Center and other locales. A native of Sydney, on the surface, this Aussie surfer dude seems an unlikely meditation master. Perhaps that’s just another lesson in why...
Growing up, I heard the term "redbone," when my uncles and aunts referred to one of my cousin's skin color--a soft chocolate with hints of "Injun" blood, as my Auntie Joyce would say.  Since that cousin had Native American ancestry, this blood would invariably show up as a red...