In trying to take caution of exploitation or our ohana, I will try to share what happened yesterday at Kaiona Beach Park. A classmate and I met in the parking lot and he explained that he was there too, to spread ashes. I my dad and he his grandson. So, the reasons why the young die and my dad was very much part of the day. Not everyone has roots that they can go back to and step on their aina, talk with their cousins, and have three points of coordinates from one pu'u to another as far as the eyes can see. It's important to sit and talk story with the younger generation and try to make some sense of who they are, where they are from and get past the 'white' man lies and colonization!
Before Hawaiian Kingdom and their agreements of commerce which connected world treaties, we existed. My tutu Kealoha had the means to pray and have birds swirling around the roof tops of her house. According to my dad, for children it was kinda scary when that was happening. The colonization of the missionaries, and their military was at it's all time high during tutu Kealoha's time. The Judd's was meaner too!
So, like the old folks we carefully spread dad's ashes by coordinates, with the existing grandchildren on looking out in the ocean. The Oloman twin peaks, the pyramid rock on Kaneohe Pyramid Rock and Makapuu point conjoind were the point of contentions. I don't know if my dad's great grandchildren were able to get pass the Hawaiian Kingdom (post Kamehameha) social agreements and see their roots. Among my grandchildren three of them are up at the hill, so I gave them the coordinates, explain some of the many conflicts such as DDT, military, and loss of land space to colonizers and why we lost our language.
There is almost a 90 degree drop for top of pu'u, a row of residence and Kaiona Beach Park. Most of the soil have wasted away into the ocean the land that was above water is now under the sea. The colonizers did a great job of confusing our minds, so it was difficult to gather, set up and take the necessary action, but we did it! The problem solving was as we go along for we are not used to cremation. Our roots are deep and the inner voices echoed in our minds and hearts and we were careful to posture our listening skills to the tune of yesterday, today, and the future generations. Dad was ancient and preexisting and from his surroundings, I was able to use his parents siblings to anchor the 'talk story' tutu Kealoha and tutu Pu'ku. Both did not have children for reasons I suspect that they were removed from production by meddling colonizers. The question to ask in this instance, who operated their medical profession under the hand of Sanford B. Dole?
In this gathering the details was most important and my sources of citation was shared with my older cousins. How open we are to share information and letting the communication flow through six generations today--one needs a strong mind! This weave can test the very core of your spirit that lies within. My grandmothers name is Lu'ukia so I basically drew on her weaving skills to pull together my dad's great-great grandchildren.
Given the tide, the new moon and the windward side of Oahu, I was able to swim out to the point where our eyes meets the 'v' of Oloman and Makapu'u point, the third being Kaneohe in front of 41-646 Kalanianaoly Hwy. That gave us our invisible highway out in the 'kai'. Fortunately, I had turtles swimming in the area because the tide was about to peak. As I said, we are not used to cremation so difficult to properly coordinate with six generations--some were hapai. We only had one kayak therefore, I went into the water and did my usual long swim. At my age, we cramp easily if we are not careful and the use of crafts on the windward side can be trying on ones skills --without proper training and practice I was being cautious. The tide was in control, and from my Pokai Bay training Joe Momoa told me to just go along with the tide back to shore. Even if it takes you far away from where you need to go, one can always walk back on land. So that is what I did!
Kaiona Beach Park is my happy place! It's almost my cause in my universe so therefore it's my point of origin. According to my cousin this piece of property was Tutu Kealoha's poperty and where the Correa Ranch is today that too was not yet segmented or colonized yet. DHHL aligns the highway, and we are on a 'bloodquantum' status under the arm pits of the state! If one look carefully among both camps one will see that we are basically cousins, half brother and sisters, and kinda confusing to the non adulter's and their missionary colonizing mindset. The End
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