Survivorship

A L O H A  From
H O N O L U L U

Curiosity and questions 

will get you further than 

confidence and answers. 

Maxime Lagacé

There is the mud, and 

there is the lotus that 

grows out of the mud. 

We need the mud in 

order to make the lotus.

     Thich Nhat Hanh

We have the greatest power through love that can be known. It overcomes everything with its fierce and steady truth, if you can continue to stand in it. Jay Woodman

ᦪᦪᦪᦪᦪᦪᦪᦪᦪᦪᦪ

Love You,

Cloudia & Pixie

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Old age is not a disease - it is strength and survivorship, triumph over all kinds of vicissitudes and disappointments, trials and illnesses. Maggie Kuhn

Fleeting Yet Full

A L O H A  From

H O N O L U L U

Japanese Visitors in Honolulu

Aloha Wear

Mono no aware

the pathos of things

impermanence shaping beauty

each moment adrift

fleeting yet full.

In the heart’s quiet,

all is passing

and all is precious.

Transient emotions

Reflections on water

here, then gone,

teaching us to notice

the hush before the song.

     Cloudia Charters

Japanese Textile Designs at the Bon Dance

Wherever there is 

a human being, 

there is an 

opportunity for 

a Kindness.

Seneca

Oahu Noodle Factory! 

Everything is okay.

These will be

very merry noodles. Eireann Corrigan

I am thankful for

all of those who said

NO to me.

It's because of them

I'm doing it myself.

Einstein

ᱝᱝᱝᱝᱝᱝᱝᱝᱝᱝᱝᱝ

Love You,

Cloudia & Pixie

Sky Heart

 A L O H A  From

H O N O L U L U

The way is not in the sky.

The way is in the heart.

Buddha

Luggage Scooter!

Cars have run on gasoline 

for over a century. 

It’s time we get advanced 

and start powering them 

with Duck Soup.

 Jarod Kintz

He that is become 

mad with sadness 

and heaviness,

 to him ought fair 

to be spoken

and made merry;

 many things should 

be promised him,

and some given.

 The same bringeth them

soon to their senses.

John Hollybush,

  The Homish Apothecary 1561

We shall draw from the 

heart of suffering itself 

the means of inspiration 

and survival. 

Winston Churchill

My heart is so tiny- but the Love it contains reaches to the skies.

Pixie ꯏꯏꯏꯏꯏꯏꯏꯏꯏꯏꯏꯏꯏ Love You,

Pixie & Cloudia

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Bon Dance Season Closes

 A L O H A  From

H O N O L U L U

During  BON dance season

on Summer nights

we dance with our loved ones who

have passed. 

During BON season -

they are near. There are many stories

of dead loved one's being glimpsed among the dancers, or making themselves known

in other ways. 

Beneath soft lanterns’ 

amber glow,  

Ancient steps

In circles flow.  

Around the tower’s 

wooden frame,  

Musicians breath

Old songs into flame.  

The shamisen

A gentle cry,  

The taiko’s pulse 

Touching the sky.

Neighbors weave

 In twilight’s dance,  

Sacred across

The timeless expanse.  

Hands and feet in

Tradition's grace,  

Echoing stories

Time can’t erase.  

Here in aloha’s

Warm embrace,  

Cultures blend 

As hearts enlace.  

Each year the bon dance 

Calls us home  

Living thread joined 

To family spirits who roam.

Binding past

To present Here 

With love that lingers,

Bright and clear.

Cloudia Charters 

As you pile up the Summers, there probably are more and more of your friends and family who have gone to join the ancestors. 

There is some comfort, 

and more than a tint 

of immortality, in 

dancing with them. 

Maybe they will 

catch our eye 

momentarily in the frenzy. 

Maybe it's just some 

resemblance or living memory 

that we see in the 

colored light - maybe not. . .

I felt it shelter
to speak to you.
Emily Dickinson

𓏶𓏶𓏶𓏶𓏶𓏶𓏶𓏶𓏶𓏶𓏶

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Sweet Neat

 A L O H A  From

H O N O L U L U

This day unfolds

With gentle light,  

No rush to chase

No need to fight.  

Tasks like petals

Soft and sweet,  

Flow in peace

Calm and neat.  

No ticking clock 

No hurried beat,  

Just footsteps soft

In mindful street.  

Worries drift

Like clouds that roam,  

Here in this quiet

We find our home.  

Each moment blooms

A tender song,  

Where heart and soul

Both belong.  

Doing all with love

Not stress,  

A life in grace

Quietly blessed.  

So let the world

Spin wild and fast,  

We hold a calm

That’s made to last.  

A new way walks

Serene and true 

A sweet life’s dance

For me and you.  

This gentle path

No need to race,  

Is work and joy

In warm embrace.  

Breathe deep, be kind,

let laughter flow—  

In every task,

let kindness grow.  

Cloudia Charters

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