Monthly Archives: April 2013

Pee in my pants

None of us think Grace is funny. She’s my middle sister, 2½ years younger and you’ve seen her comments on my essays – Li’l Sis. She lives with two coddled dogs, a coop of chickens, and her husband on a three acre … Continue reading

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Raw eggs, bubbles, charades and friends

Last week I went to a birthday party at a home out past Hawi on the northern tip of the Big Island. We all love the birthday girl, Mary. The 40+ guests represented different parts of Mary’s life, so there … Continue reading

Posted in Chants and blessings, eating right, friends, Women's Empowerment Circle | Tagged , , , | 3 Comments

The Elixir perfected

It feels great to be back on the Big Island after so much time away. Amy, my neighbor back in Racine, says it snowed last weekend and the weatherman is predicting snow for Friday. Some lakes in Wisconsin still have … Continue reading

Posted in Hawaii beaches, Honoka'a, Honoka'a Pool, self care, wet/dry side of island, yoga | 4 Comments

Not what we expected – Diamondhead and Waikiki

One of the places on my family’s list of things to see in Honolulu was Chinatown.  My hypnotherapist, Marga, has sent me some pictures of her last trip, filled with steamed dumplings, vegetable stands, and unusual cuts of meat including … Continue reading

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A Punchbowl full of sorrow

The National Memorial Cemetery of the Pacific, also called Punchbowl because of its shape, is located in an extinct volcano crater.  Puowaina Crater (Consecrated Hill or Hill of Sacrifice) had been the site of Hawaiian Ali’i burials and sacrifices of … Continue reading

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It could have been My Dad – Pearl Harbor

Only a month after Jade and my trip to Honolulu, the whole family went.  The first stop on our Honolulu family getaway was Pearl Harbor, so close to the airport.  To many Americans, including myself, it represents WWII.  Greg and I … Continue reading

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