Thursday, April 15, 2010

I'm one. You?

Aloha!
You Made it!





Kindly click the friendly photos
"We are here to help each other get through this thing,
whatever it is."

Kurt Vonnegut


"The unexamined life
is not worth living."

Socrates



"Imagination was given to man
to compensate him for what he isn't,

and a sense of humour
to console him for what he is."

Sir Francis Bacon


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*Hello*

My name is Cloudia,
and I am a blog addict.

I should be writing,
or cleaning,
or meditating,
or walking along Waikiki beach.

But here am I:
hunched over the keyboard.
"Just one more blog!"

A study by Matthias Mehl, a University of Arizona psychologist,
recently published in Psychological Science,
offers hard evidence that those who spend more of their day in
meaningful and substantive conversation are happier than folks who mostly engage in small talk.

Dr. Mehl theorizes two reasons:

"By engaging in meaningful conversations, we manage to impose meaning on an otherwise pretty chaotic world. And interpersonally, as you find this meaning, you bond with your interactive partner, and we know that interpersonal connection and integration is a core fundamental foundation of happiness."

Or as I might say:
I feel better when the world around me seems to make sense,
and I feel best of all when you & I discover and share that meaning together.

Now don't get me wrong.
There is an important place in our lives for what I call
"grooming language."
Those gentling and (meaning-wise) unimportant sounds we make
as we comfort and bond, together,
like the grooming that our evolutionary cousins engage in
when the ticks are all gone, but they continue to search their companion's fur
for non-existent lice.

The unhappiest subjects in the study (by several measures including self-report)
spent almost a third of their conversation (28.3%) in small talk.
Sad to think, of all the inarticulate, unexpressed need & longing
that hangs in the air of many conversations.

How can the inarticulate bridge the
gulf that makes islands of us all?

The good investigator himself claims no "cause & effect" between the depth of conversation and the happiness of the conversors,
though he plans to study whether we can make ourselves into happier people
by engaging in more substantive conversations.

"Take two good conversations a day, and see me in a week."

Perhaps those who are more temperamentally grounded in exploration, inquiry, and interpersonal communication are also just naturally the happiest.

And how can you teach this to the naturally incurious?

My own undergraduate degree is in Psychology, so I appreciate the spirit of inquiry, and devotion to the scientific method of investigation,
that guides the profession.
But I always wondered where the questions,
the all important Hypothesis,
come from.
The germ of a theory that some intrigued investigator will build a valid study around, "Where does that come from?" I asked my professors.
"No one really knows," was all they could tell me.

"...this has always intrigued me." Dr. Mehl told a reporter.

Me too.

I always longed to have meaningful conversations with my parents.
Now that Dad is gone, I guess that I'm partly mourning the conversations
we never had and never will.

But you & I
we have found each other.

Day after day, we share the dear minutiae of our lives, the changing seasons,
the morphing circumstances of who we are.

We share something special
here on the World Wide Web of Connections.

Thanks for holding up your end of the conversation.
I will always try to live up to mine.

Warmly, cloudia

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Aloha SprinG!

Spring Says:
"ALOHA"
to
WAIKIKI

Glad YOU could stop by!

please click on photos
"To remember joy
you require joy
at hand."

Lionel Shriver



"Most of the time,
age feels like a mask -
something that I wear,
not something that I am-
and when I gaze fondly
on the faces of my old friends
I can see them
as they were when we were
young."


Judith Thurman



"April prepares her green traffic light
and the world thinks Go."

Christopher Morley


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"You ask me why I dwell in the green mountain;
I smile and make no reply for my heart is free of care.
As the peach-blossom flows down stream and is gone into the unknown,
I have a world apart that is not among men."

Li Bai


Thanks for rambling by today, cloudia


Tuesday, April 13, 2010

How to Fix Computers

Aloha Friend!


Welcome to Waikiki




please click on photos to saturate your spirit with color
Let's relax on the sun deck overlooking Kapiolani Park
and Diamond Head.


"The amount of satisfaction you get from life
depends largely on your own ingenuity,
self-sufficiency
and resourcefulness."

William C. Menninger

"All colors are the friends of their neighbors
and the lovers of their opposites.
"

Marc Chagall




"Colors are the smiles of nature. "


Leigh Hunt



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Do you have your pencils ready?

Today I'm going to tell you how to fix your computer.

It doesn't involve writing a check,
waiting on hold on the telephone,
or a trip to the super store.

Recently I was stuck in safe mode.
(You sniggering Apple people can just chill out!)
Windows forums,
Dell support,
all led me on the usual
merry chase
through tons of useless information,
much of it over my head.

My friend Yu said:
"Google your problem.
If there's a code involved,
cut & paste that
into the Google search window."

I typed in:
"Stuck in Safe Mode."
The first link took me to a solution
that I could follow.

I never went into
MSCONFIG
before-
SCARY!

But sure enough,
I was back in normal mode!

And have you noticed?
Look at me!

I'm coming to you wireless

and

on battery power!

Now I can be like those people on TV
walking around with their lap tops!

And one final free gift today:

A free program from
AUSLOGICS
provides a one-button cleanup
for your computer
(I run it every day)
that cleans up registry errors
and does other housekeeping
that keeps your
Machine Clean.

You know what to do!
Google Auslogics.

And do come back very soon.
Your visit means the world to me.

Till then,
Ahui Ho Kakou
and Aloha!

cloudia

Monday, April 12, 2010

Clearing da Banyan

Aloha, Friend!



A Ted Trimmer Photo


"Ask not what tomorrow may bring,
but count as blessing

every day that fate allows you."

Horace 64 B.C.



Ted caught this great shot of a box fish too.


"Perhaps more people would give heed
unto the word of the Lord
if the Lord had a funny blog."

Angel
in a Robert Mankoff cartoon,
in the New Yorker


This one's mine :)

"What difference does it make
how much you have?
What you don't have amounts to much more."

Seneca


Sounds a little depressing at first,
but is liberating when you think about it...

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And here's a video I took of the dauntless yard men of Waikiki
clearing out a giant banyan tree.

The dramatic tension is provided by a fellow who,
upon seeing that I was filming,
stood in the frame and waited.

I could have screamed!
"Act normally, keep going!"
Ah, the life of a blogger...




Bye Now! cloudia

Sunday, April 11, 2010

Hula Winners

Aloha, Friend!

We were up past midnight watching the announcement of the
Merrie Monarch winners.

Below you will find a video
of the Kane winners of the Auana ("modern") Hula.
Give them a chance to get going
and you will enjoy these things that tourists to Hawaii rarely see.

Wahine (women) hula is familiar to everyone, and you can see more great performances, both Kane (Kah-Nay, Men) and Wahine HERE.



Friday, April 9, 2010

Hula Heaven

ALOHA, Friend!

You should have been here last night:


The large and mixed crowd began filing into the roofed,
but open-air stadium
hours before the event was to begin.




Hilo Bay could be seen glittering in the distance.
But it was not a Kona golden sunset,
that's the other side of the Big Island of Hawaii,
no, this was rainy, jungle town, east side Hilo.
But soon this sleepy place would hold the eyes
of the world.

Google shows that newspapers as far away as the UK
are carrying the story:
Mahealani Mika Hirao-Solem
has been crowned Miss Aloha Hula for 2010.
(click HERE)

That's what Thursday night,
opening night at the festival,
is all about.

Tonight is my favourite night:
Kahiko, or ancient Hula.

Excitement mounts,
as do the chicken skin bumps
on the arms of viewers
in person, on TV, and via the Web.

The beat of the Pahu
(large shark-skin covered drum)
rings out.
A chant is heard.

A procession of male dancers
clad in malo (loincloth)
in greenery,
tribal tattoos,
and proud expressions,
take the stage as one
like a military unit.



After the proper moment of silence
they begin their chant.

Winds and skies and tiny beings,
leaves and rocks, waters
and ancient ones
all listen
and pay heed.

As one they begin
with force!


(courtesy of Paradise Cove)

The women fans,
and a good deal of the men,
yell and squeal with a primal delight.

And the women dancers!

Their power, beauty, and embodied sacredness!
They defy words
except perhaps ancient ones
such as we bathe our souls in
tonight.

Hoo! Good, yeah?

Yeah, I like Kahiko night the best.
Saturday is Auana, or modern Hula
as danced since the monarchy era.

The women sway as you are familiar with
the men wear pants,
they all wear quite a lot actually (missionary times)
and smile beautifully.

These men are not effeminate,
quite the opposite in fact.

It has taken some growth
since the "Hula is for girls,
and football for boys"
times of the 50's.

I guess I'm rambling.
I'll be in something of a Hawaiian fog
for the rest of the weekend;
Staying up late,
knowing a little,
but feeling a lot of appreciation,
pride,
and joy.

On Saturday night
as the judges tally the final scores
(after midnight usually)
a pandemonium of exhaustion and joy breaks out.
the musicians play,
the stadium buzzes.


Halau (hula schools/familes) that have competed
sit together and laugh.

The cameras sweep the place,
settling on great faces
young & old,
Local
and visitor.

This is the time when the
Kumu (sources/teachers of the Halau)
most always get up spontaneously
and dance,
each their own form,
yet all at the same time,
on the giant wooden stage.
Spectacle!

Everyone is giddy.

This year is the first
that Uncle George Naope
(read about him HERE)
will not be here
to get up and dance his
Kolohe
(mischievous, funny, borderline)
moves.

And the entire Hula world feels that loss
keenly.

Aunty Dottie,
festival founder and longtime head,
is now watching from the world beyond too.

This year is for them,
and for respected Kumu Hula
Rae Fonseca
who also passed recently.
(story HERE)

And yet the heart of Hula,
of the Hawaiian people,
and all who love this people
and culture
is beating stronger than ever.

So do check out the previous post about the festival
(Here) and below.

I should be back to baking
metaphysical muffins
and posting photos
of Waikiki again
soon.



I have tried to embed videos below
but am not sure they loaded right.
So check out the website HERE





Mahealani Mika Hirao-Solem,
YOUR 2010 MISS ALOHA HULA!



The 2010 Merrie Monarch Festival: Television and Live Stream Schedule

Miss Aloha Hula 2009 - Cherissa Henoheanapuaikawaokele KaneMiss Aloha Hula 2009 - Cherissa Henoheanapuaikawaokele Kane

Watch the 2010 Merrie Monarch Festival in high-definition in Hawaii on KFVE or from anywhere in the world via live streaming on k5thehometeam.com! All times are Hawaiian Standard Time. (Midnight in New York City, is 6pm HST)

Thursday, April 8: 6:00 PM to 12:00 AM
Women compete for the coveted title of "Miss Aloha Hula"

Friday, April 9: 6:00 PM to 11:30 PM
Hula Kahiko: Halau perform ancient style dances

Saturday, April 10: 6:00 PM to 12:30 AM
Hula Auana and Awards presentation: Halau perform modern style dances and the winning halau are announced after the final performance.

Video clips of all performances will be available the day after the performance.


Warm Aloha From Hawaii! cloudia







Thursday, April 8, 2010

Today!!

Aloha, FRIEND!

You have come at a MOST Wonderful time
as we celebrate one of THE great weekends of the year.

It's time once again for the
world Olympics of HULA
known as the
Merrie Monarch Festival.

Halau (Hula schools or families) have prepared for a year:
the chant, the hula, the adornments & lei.

Today they gather for the 47th time
from all over the islands,
and (in recent years) from the continent as well,
on the legendary stage of Edith Kanakaole Stadium in Hilo!


Click HERE
for link to info & streaming Hula!
Remember that Hawaiian Standard Time (HST)
is 6 hours later than New York.
Midnight in NYC is 6pm here.


Last evening, walking up Waikiki beach at sunset time,
I heard the strains of Hawaiian music as a trio serenaded our visitors.


"I wanna go back to my little grass shack in Kealakekua Hawaii. . ."





. . . it took me back
to our first morning in the islands, 23 years ago...



...as we ate brunch that day,
and prepared ourselves to fly to our destination,
our new home (sight unseen) on the Big Island called Hawaii.

That long ago day
was the first time I remember hearing the old song.
"WE'RE going to live in a shack in Kealakekua!"

Imagine my honor last eve
at hearing the classic song
and realizing that it is freighted with so much
of my life's story. . .


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You would really have to read my little Hawaii novel,
Aloha Where You Like Go?
(Click HERE)
to understand what that really meant to two refugees
from Normal America.

Suffice it to say,
the Merrie Monarch is a BIG thing here,
and it's a BIG thing to me!

Auntie Dottie, and Uncle George Na`ope,
the real founders of the institution,
both passed this year.

It is the passing of an age,
and this year they will be very near to us
from the moment that the
Royal Court
enters the festival tonight.

Like a big family reunion
we will see the Kumu (Masters of Hula)
and their Halau,
along with the judges and cultural experts,
that we have come to know for decades.

And like a family,
we will meet our new members:
new dancers (Wahine/Women & Kane/Men).
This year, there is even an all-Japanese halau
in from Japan!

You can read other posts about the festival,
and about Uncle George

Do look into the streaming broadcast
via the link near the red festival schedule near the top.

King Kalakaua, the Merrie Monarch himself,
said that Hula is the heartbeat of the Hawaiian people.

It's still beating in the Pahu Drum.

Come be moved with us.

Oh, and you can hear that "corny" grass shack song below.


ALOHA, cloudia