In Hawaiian culture, the word kuleana is often spoken. Yet, perhaps it is better understood as a feeling, as a state of mind, as a deeply held value of society and one’s own soul.
It is difficult to translate into English, as is is a multifaceted word of many definitions, depending on context. Kuleana can be a synonym of all of the following: right, privilege, concern, responsibility, title, business, property, estate, portion, jurisdiction, authority, liability, interest, claim, ownership, tenure, affair, province; reason, cause, function, justification.
Kuleana flows towards another person, to community, and back to the individual from others, and from the community. It is a sense of belonging, and a sense of duty, a sense of trusteeship.
It flows to and from the land, the sea, the air, the water, one’s neighbors, one’s homeland, one’s community, one’s family.
In kuleana there is self respect, and respect of others, respect of the Earth, and respect for the welfare of the community.
In Hawaiian culture, this concept is natural, comfortable. Villages were small, and each person and the health of the environment were critical to not only community welfare, but survival. Whether the village survived depended upon the sense of duty and trusteeship flowing to and from every single person, and throughout the entire community.
As devoted students of the Earth, Hawaiians were in tune with the movement of the ocean, the bounty of the land, the rainfall, the fertility of the soil, the abundance of the ocean, the ability of the community to prosper while meeting the needs of each person. Within all of that, there was kuleana.
Today, I sense kuleana within my soul, within my work, within my interactions with others, within my place in community, in family.
And, I continue to be astonished when I learn from the wisdom of the ancients, and the wisdom of other cultures, and realize the need of my own culture to welcome the thoughts and values of other cultures, other peoples. In that learning, there is wisdom and there is strength. And, there is kuleana.
Neal Lemery 2/2011
Friday, February 4, 2011
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
The Spark
When there is silence
the weight of oppression
stills Justice and Good.
When there is awareness
movement occurs and there is
change.
When I speak and give voice
to a new awareness, a new
intolerance,
then change comes
alive.
Indifference and acceptance,
silence and fear
all mixed up into
oppression
gripping my heart,
gagging my soul,
“They” and “Them” and “Different”
only convenient labels
to hide my own silence,
my acceptance of evil,
my own chains of
slavery.
Finally,
when I speak, there is light,
and cockroaches in the night of my soul
scurry away
leaving freedom, and
Justice within reach.
--Neal Lemery, 2/2011
the weight of oppression
stills Justice and Good.
When there is awareness
movement occurs and there is
change.
When I speak and give voice
to a new awareness, a new
intolerance,
then change comes
alive.
Indifference and acceptance,
silence and fear
all mixed up into
oppression
gripping my heart,
gagging my soul,
“They” and “Them” and “Different”
only convenient labels
to hide my own silence,
my acceptance of evil,
my own chains of
slavery.
Finally,
when I speak, there is light,
and cockroaches in the night of my soul
scurry away
leaving freedom, and
Justice within reach.
--Neal Lemery, 2/2011
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Honai
In native Hawaiian culture, there is a word and a concept that seems universal to me. Honai (Ho [long o] ni [long i] loosely translates as a foster child. Yet, it means much more than that, and includes a state of mind, a state of culture.
Ancient Hawaiians ventured forth from Polynesia to settle the Hawaiian Islands, in a series of migrations, ending about 700 years ago. Voyages lasted about a month, in long double canoes, equipped with sails and cargoes of native plants and animals, so that the voyagers could establish new villages and escape from the famine and overcrowding of their home islands.
The voyagers knew Hawaii existed, because of previous voyagers, and because of their intuitive navigation, which included observations of birds, ocean currents, clouds, and winds. They timed their voyages with the seasons, to take advantage of seasonal currents and winds. In Maori culture, in New Zealand, the word for the ancient ones sounds much like the word Hawaii. There is genetic evidence that Hawaiians are genetically linked to the native Taiwanese.
Coming from close knit villages and cultures, they bonded closer together, given the perils of a long ocean voyage and the vital importance of each person on board. When they arrived in Hawaii, they planted their precious cuttings of plants and tended their domestic animals. Fishermen fished and farmers farmed, and they build their villages in valleys, next to their fields, a stream, and the rich ocean.
Each community depended on every member of the village. The boundaries of the community were determined by the mountains, the ridges coming down to the sea, the existence of abundant fresh water, farming land, and a beach from which they fished and harvested the abundance of the sea. They traded with adjoining villages for stables and surplus foods. They build large community shelters for extended families. They build temples to honor their gods, and places where young people could meet with their elders, and be mentored and learn the ways of the community.
And, in all of this was a sense of honai, a sense of the value of each person. It was customary for the extended family to help raise the children and mentor the youth, and honai was an accepted practice, where adults would take in a child and raise them as their own.
In ancient Hawaiian law, a honai child was also legally your child, and it was simply accepted. The chief did not have to decree that fact, it simply occurred when the child began living with the adult.
In Hawaiian culture, there was usually enough food and providing shelter took little work. There was time left for the arts. People adapted the bounty of the forest, the coconut tree, and the sea to create works of art, and to beautify the daily implements of their lives. Chants and music were essential, and the hula developed as an art form to communicate community values and to express emotion and values.
The spirit of honai also was present in the hula and in the chants and in the way people worked and played together. Everyone was important, every person had value, because they all depended on each other for their existence, their nourishment, and their safety.
The other day, someone remarked about the “primitive” Hawaiian culture. Yet, today, in this culture, we struggle to extend even minimal humanitarian concern to each other, and there is a crisis in the social services sector because there are not enough foster parents to care for children in crisis. We may want to think that the Hawaiian culture was primitive, which it was not. They sailed the Pacific long before Europeans, they prospered and lived a rich, artistic interdependent life, and they lived the spirit of honai.
We have much to learn from the Hawaiians. And, we have much to learn about ourselves.
Ancient Hawaiians ventured forth from Polynesia to settle the Hawaiian Islands, in a series of migrations, ending about 700 years ago. Voyages lasted about a month, in long double canoes, equipped with sails and cargoes of native plants and animals, so that the voyagers could establish new villages and escape from the famine and overcrowding of their home islands.
The voyagers knew Hawaii existed, because of previous voyagers, and because of their intuitive navigation, which included observations of birds, ocean currents, clouds, and winds. They timed their voyages with the seasons, to take advantage of seasonal currents and winds. In Maori culture, in New Zealand, the word for the ancient ones sounds much like the word Hawaii. There is genetic evidence that Hawaiians are genetically linked to the native Taiwanese.
Coming from close knit villages and cultures, they bonded closer together, given the perils of a long ocean voyage and the vital importance of each person on board. When they arrived in Hawaii, they planted their precious cuttings of plants and tended their domestic animals. Fishermen fished and farmers farmed, and they build their villages in valleys, next to their fields, a stream, and the rich ocean.
Each community depended on every member of the village. The boundaries of the community were determined by the mountains, the ridges coming down to the sea, the existence of abundant fresh water, farming land, and a beach from which they fished and harvested the abundance of the sea. They traded with adjoining villages for stables and surplus foods. They build large community shelters for extended families. They build temples to honor their gods, and places where young people could meet with their elders, and be mentored and learn the ways of the community.
And, in all of this was a sense of honai, a sense of the value of each person. It was customary for the extended family to help raise the children and mentor the youth, and honai was an accepted practice, where adults would take in a child and raise them as their own.
In ancient Hawaiian law, a honai child was also legally your child, and it was simply accepted. The chief did not have to decree that fact, it simply occurred when the child began living with the adult.
In Hawaiian culture, there was usually enough food and providing shelter took little work. There was time left for the arts. People adapted the bounty of the forest, the coconut tree, and the sea to create works of art, and to beautify the daily implements of their lives. Chants and music were essential, and the hula developed as an art form to communicate community values and to express emotion and values.
The spirit of honai also was present in the hula and in the chants and in the way people worked and played together. Everyone was important, every person had value, because they all depended on each other for their existence, their nourishment, and their safety.
The other day, someone remarked about the “primitive” Hawaiian culture. Yet, today, in this culture, we struggle to extend even minimal humanitarian concern to each other, and there is a crisis in the social services sector because there are not enough foster parents to care for children in crisis. We may want to think that the Hawaiian culture was primitive, which it was not. They sailed the Pacific long before Europeans, they prospered and lived a rich, artistic interdependent life, and they lived the spirit of honai.
We have much to learn from the Hawaiians. And, we have much to learn about ourselves.
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