To take action?

This week I was reminded of how important it is to listen.  Listen to the gnarly regurgitation rumbling in your stomach.  Or the angst in your hunched-over posture.  Not to mention your mind saying, "Wait a minute."  And finally, the humming pain pinning you from the back.  All saying, "Hold up, this isn't right.  It's not the right time."

Whether we want to admit it.  We know ourselves the best.  And many times because of who, what, when, where, why or how, we discount what our inner self is attempting to say.  I'm the first one to admit, I spent decades discounting not only my ancestors' heed but quite simply my inner na'auao.  So what is NA'AUAO?  This concept is not unique to Hawaiians and Polynesians across Oceania have their word.  To the Hawaiians it's our inner most conviction of intellect, thoughts and heart.  Where the mind with all its 'what if', embraces our feelings and rises to our constitution aligning our heart, mind and what if.


It's time for a

confession.  Month to month, I share a wealth of history through the Kealoha Ohana.  And as much as I am the beneficiary of an ancestral creed, I am human.  I am an individual who has rivaled challenges, disappointment, and breathtaking successes.  Yet I remain someone who is stubborn and steadfast to a fault.  This is where if my Mom were standing in front of me, I would see a strained mouth, wrinkled forehead, eyebrows aligning as one, jaw clenched and hear her say, "You're just like your father."

Like my Dad, stubborn to the nth power and unlike my Dad, quite black and white in processing information.  As lessons clarify my 'ike kūhonua (deep knowledge), moving me from un-knowing to knowing to taking a place with my Kupuna.  I realize it's not always pride standing in the way.  In fact it's my internal sense resolving those things which conflict with my na'auao.  Before, I would shut down until my very naive capacity could resolve the internal strife.  Sadly, it left people feeling shunned and me crippled, until my young mind could reason the disconnect.


Self alignment

is not all gloom.  In fact quite the opposite.  We all display our own quirks of doing, thinking and being.  For me, I went silent.  However, silence did not mean withdrawal, abandonment or seclusion were carte blanche.  Nor did it mean self pity or a pass on family responsibility.  Self alignment is a process.  A Process we evolve into and I'm glad to share, it's not a process that was lost on this once naive young mind.



This is dedicated to all the people who every day remind me they are the benefactors of their instincts.  They, through thick and thin rise to stand strong, even in the midst of naysayers and chaos.  Mahalo nui loa for reminding me by living up to my na'auao, I have evolved.  When the words, "You're just like your father." visit me.  They arrive with a warm smile.  An Aloha embrace.  And my inner na'auao always let's me know when it's right, when it's pono to take action.