29 June 2017

Remember You



Waves are crashing, pounding the shore
I don't know if I can hold it any more
Tension's tightening
People are done. 
Did you really think that
You're the only one?
Pressure's mounting, 
Pele's steam
Its really a nightmare, 
That American Dream.
What a fiasco! 
Damage complete. 
How are oppressors
Able to sleep?
So many questions
Seemingly clerical
But the genocide has not
Been an error, so
What is the solution?
Its no easy task. 
Start where you can
For help, just ask.
Never mind what the
Naysayers say
They're just struggling to
Make it day by day.
They don't know how
To do what you do, 
So be encouraged and 
Stay true to you. 
No need take it all,
You're not in it for pay. 
Just survive to get by
Remember, you're here to make change.
Remember what your ancestors did, just
For your DNA to make you, 
Remember to give thanks for
Blessings given to you.
Remember that covenant
We all must adhere,
Remember to only give
When your heart is sincere. 
Remember that you have a gift
Remember who you are. 
Stand together, stand strong
Without each other,
We won't stand for long.


Kahala Lei
Blood Money Poets
copyright 2017

21 June 2017

Nohoikawai: Piecing it Together

Nohoikawai

The vision becomes more clear every day
Every dawn, every new horizon
Brings with it a new clue, a
New piece to add to the puzzle.
Every piece makes the vision more clear
Every moment is one moment closer
One moment closer to it becoming real. 
One breath deeper, life sustaining passion
Dimensions rooted in plots of four
Blessings to be had and more
Faith, strength and visions, believe
The stakes are higher than we perceive
The rewards outweigh what our minds can conceive
Promises await for us to claim
But we can't just stand there
Waiting for it to come
There's a lot of responsibility 
In order for privilege to come.



Kahala Lei 
copyright 2017




17 June 2017

Funny: Blog List Title Order

This One's For Me

This is a moment just for me. This isn't about gloating.  This isn't about being self-centered.  It's about realizing what truly is within me, after some storms have weighed me down. Like I said, completely for myself, on my own blog, published for myself to see. No need throw target shots at me.  You can't ever do any more damage than what my history has afforded me. 



 I am pleased to announce that I have satisfactorily witnessed my heart and my voice being heard loud and clear by people everywhere.

How does this feel?  Absolutely amazing with a side dish of "hey... did I just get ripped off again?"

Every leadership manual will tell you about the four temperaments and which are the most effective forms of leadership. There was one that I hoped to become, if I wasn't that leader yet.  
However, I have always been a strong leader, a strong advocate who just didn't back down.  It often got me scoldings to which I would usually respond with the quote,  "Tell me how bad I am, it makes me feel so good."   Sounds like a certified bad-ass may have said that, but I was more of a rebellious goodie-2shoe who could never follow an order without my "why" being answered.  I was immovable, if my authority was in the wrong.  That behavior often got me a special seat at the family beating - you know, that first 10 minutes after the family left a public event?  Yeah, that one.  I don't think anyone spoke the same language in our house, because words seemed to be spoken clearly in the leather belt language.  I was usually blushed for hours, after those family meetings.

Everything I have been working without a team to create, is what others who are in better circumstances do.  A part of me is insulted, but the larger part of me is starting to count and without ever having to do anything myself, all my work is being done! 

All I have had to do was say the word and people move.  I don't want to give myself examples because that is getting petty, but I did run out of fingers to count! 

This is really exciting when I think of it, because it is an effortless task for me.  Mahalo Ke Akua


I don't really have any good words to describe how I feel inside because I am not used to sharing, which is what I have a blog for - to practice.  I have always been on my own with a shit ton of responsibility and no help, but tons of good ideas.  I can easily share information, but what's on my heart, chokes my words. 

Well, if I can inspire an entire lahui to move in the best direction, then the work is being done without my having to do much of anything. Maybe I right to have faith in the fact that one person can change the world.  People always ask me what one person can do.  To that, my answer is a lot.  But I know that I will raise hell until I can change the world. But the world will be changed and it will be better.  We will save it and Ke Akua will once again restore our Kingdom.   

Mahalo  Ke Akua  Mahalo
Kahala Lei
copyright 2017


09 June 2017

Coffee and the Sea


Oh my coffee, cream and spice
I wish that life would be so nice
To make work look as good as you
And make me feel the way you do
Oh my coffee, one day we'll be
In a cottage out by the sea
Writing about our love affair
Indulging in the evening air
Its then we'll know
We were meant to be
Writing history
By the sea



Kahala Lei
Blood Money Poets
copyright 2017

For Your Tomorrow


What's in store 
For your tomorrow?

Will it be a day
That ends in sorrow?

For your tomorrow
What have you done?

Have you prepared the way
For progress to be done?

For your tomorrow
Think of your kids..

For their tomorrow
How will they live?

How about their children
And their children too

For their tomorrow
Will earth be any good?

For their tomorrow
Will water be clean?

For their tomorrow
Will there be means to sustain?

For their tomorrow
How controlled will be rain?

If we don't consider the past
Our bloodlines won't last
If we don't consider the future
We don't stand a chance
If we don't stand together
We cannot stand strong
Because fighting alone
We'll tire before long
Let's keep it united
Let's make progress
Let us envision
Ourselves at our best.




Kahala Lei
Blood Money Poets
copyright 2017


Dedication of Song


Strumming my guitar
Watching the day go by
Giving way to acceptance
Living, loving, enjoying
Precious moments by the sea

Embracing laughter and shedding pain
Singing my song again and again
Champion of stark insecurity
Dedicate to it a song
Let it be.


Kahala Lei
Blood Money Poets
copyright 2017

Creation Born

Ferns and forest canopies
Rainbows, waterfalls, you and me
Can't you see what has been predestined?
Understanding wisdom in correction
Mountains hold mana that
Valley rivers flow
Mongoose trails reside in
Nature's world below
Brightened stars define
Pale crested moon images
Bodies intertwining
Fate twisting, dew dripping
New life has thus been formed
From seed to budding flower
Season of creation born.


Kahala Lei 
Blood Money Poets
copyright 2017




Pale Moon High

Kiss me under the bare moonlight
I want this to be a night to remember
As the pale moon high glows upon your face
Night fades, all my memories erase
Just a wisp of your scent takes my mind away
Kiss me once more, in the early light of day


Kahala Lei
Blood Money Poets
copyright 2017




01 June 2017

Noho i Ka Wai

It came back in a dream
The birth of something greater
Than the average mind can fathom
It came back in reality

A call from mother
To see how's our day
A visual warning
A shark near a bay

As the sun kissed my shoulders rosy
The clock struck noon, calling
Time has come for the vision, said
Gentle whispers in the breeze

On to the quest we go, boys 
Always with me on a spiritual journey
To assist what Mommy never needs
But always needs to have
To make it safely
On her journey.

Next comes a phone call
Emergency at Ho'okipa salt farm
I was led to the place where
The vision took place
It all came at once
Noho i ka wai.

We went down to see the shark 
Was caught last night, early morn
Throwback, black tip shark baby
Found dead by the shore
Taken aside by Anakala Riki

Ready for protocol to commence
Not a moment too fast
Then the dream was revealed
The vision spoke twice

I knew in an instant
The message was sent
I got it and watched
For it to happen again

And happen it did
The vision was clear
Anakala confirmed
With words spoken sincere

One more confirmation 
Came after that gong
It came from the mouth
Of an Uncle named Kong

Two doves had followed
From cliff top to shoreline down
Came back to the top and
Just kept flying around

They came from the left 
Each time they came down
They patterned in circles
To my left, all around

The promise is coming
The vision is true
Puzzle pieces are fitting
Now let's follow through

Noho i ka wai
Who dwells by the sea
Protect the environment 
Let them feed the lahui

Guardian angel
Of light and life
Guide us all through
Good times and strife

With shark laid to rest
Protocol followed, blessed
Time for us to go
Noho i ka wai once more shows

The little boy returned
In real life, that's right
As he ran by, a flash!
A scroll with Noho i Ka Wai

My visions are over
4 = 2 + 2
Then my son comes to me
Another vision pursued

Gentle breezes occur
Listen to the message
It will tell you something
That's a voice from heaven
Listen to her, her wisdom is true
My son replied, that wisdom is you
That wisdom is yours, mom
It comes from above and
You're able to manifest it
Through your purity in love

You're able to work with it
You're able to see, you know
How to nurture creation
Making the simplest life grow

You're ready and able
To save what you can
To uphold the sacred covenant
To malama this land.

I can already see
How much you've made change
You don't care about credit
You don't care about fame

I can already see
What my mom can do
And I'm not giving credit
Just because I love you

That baby is birth of
Something life giving and new
That baby you'll raise
For it belongs to you

It might not be a baby
In the physical sense
It might represent
Something deeply intense

It could be the organization
Or a new meaning to life
It could be a new season
Birthed without strife


Kahala Lei 
Blood Money Poets
copyright 2017






5 Things to Remember

  1. Your biggest imprisoner is your own belief system.In other words, it’s not the narcissist that keeps you captive, it’s what you believe about your narcissist, your options, and yourself.
  2. Give yourself permission.The reason you can’t leave, talk back to, set boundaries, move, get a different job, you name it, is because you haven’t given yourself permission to do it yet. It is helpful to remind yourself that this one idea you’re holding on to is not your last best hope.
  3. Be your own hero.This means, stop expecting the other person to change. Simply change yourself. Rescue yourself. Be good to yourself. Instead of fantasizing about “if onlies,” take matters in to your own hands and empower yourself to make the changes necessary for you to have a good life.
  4. Live one day at a time.Do not “future trip,” “horriblize,” or make every decision a crisis. Simply “take the next indicated step” in your life and make each choice presented the healthy one.
  5. Never let a narcissist define you.Is there really any more to explain regarding this concept?
Find out more at:
https://pro.psychcentral.com/recovery-expert/2017/05/five-narcissistic-relationship-survival-tips/

Sometimes, There Isn't

Relationship Anxiety can be paralyzing. It can end the coming of your dreams.  It can crush you beneath tidal waves of your own past, haunting you to the very core of your existence.  Relationship anxiety can kill your future.  Do you allow anxiety to destroy your life?  

While a person with relationship anxiety may wish to be in a good place for love, the intensity of their feelings alone scare them running.  They would rather abandon their relationship than to continue to feel because to feel is too much to handle.

Being on the receiving end of this anxiety disorder can develop new anxiety disorders for the recipient, especially when there is a lack of communication. The recipient doesn't always know what's going on and the 'not knowing' can cause all sorts of thoughts and conclusions to come in explanation for what just happened.  They are often left in the dark to wonder what went wrong.  They never know what to think.  This too, can be too much to handle.

Where is there a common ground?
Sometimes, there isn't.


Kahala Lei
Blood Money Poets
copyright 2017