Category Archives: Prayer – Pule

Chartres Cathedral – feeling like a pilgrim

Chartres France is synonymous with its great Gothic cathedral built in 1194-1220. I was astonished to learn that this magnificent building is the new church, built upon the ruins of four other churches, the oldest from the 4th century. It … Continue reading

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Rochefort-en-Terre – sacred energy

There’s a sacred energy in this pretty town of Rochefort-en-Terre. I found it in the quiet arbor leading up to a tiny chapel, on a hill, away from the main part of town. But I’m getting ahead of myself. On … Continue reading

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Le Mont St. Michel – stairway to heaven

Like Giverny, Le Mont St. Michel is best savored after the day-trippers are gone. A UNESCO World Heritage site, it is the third most visited site in France, very evident during the day. Luckily, Dianne arranged for us to be … Continue reading

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Omaha Beach – reflections on sacred ground

Normandy. When I hear that word, I immediately think of the beaches where so many soldiers lost their lives, trying to take a toehold on the continent that had been all but engulfed by Hitler during WWII. Between our visits … Continue reading

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Hāmākua Harvest – One Man’s Vision

I was introduced to Michael Gibson within six months of living here. He was speaking at a Third Thursday Thrive gathering about his vision for a community-based Farmer’s Market that would celebrate the Hāmākua Coast’s rich agricultural heritage. But this … Continue reading

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No Ordinary Sunday in Rome

 On Sunday we took a taxi to the Pantheon in the morning, having lost our fear of taking taxis some days ago. (Being a pedestrian faced with an oncoming taxi is another matter entirely.) For a building with such an … Continue reading

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On foot around the Big Island in four days – Aha Pule ‘Aina Holo

It’s been more than two weeks since the Aha Pule ‘Aina Holo (a prayer moving throughout the land). If you didn’t hear about it in time to participate, don’t worry. Lanakila Mangauil will organize this run around the whole island again … Continue reading

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Early morning pule starts the Aha Pule ‘Aina Holo

Thursday, November 20, 2014, 5:15 am. Honoka‘a Park. Silence and darkness. The waning crescent moon hung brightly in the east, points up. Luminous stars shone bright against the black Hawaiian sky, and we took time to appreciate the early morning … Continue reading

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Homeless

This week I came face-to-face with homelessness. Prior to this, my concerns for the poor were global, nonspecific, faceless. I gave money to the Hamakua Youth Foundation, donations to the Salvation Army, food to the local food pantry, and said … Continue reading

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No time to cry

My little girl is gone. I took her to college earlier this week. Her father had admonished me not to make a scene by crying (who me?) and make Jade feel bad. So I did my best to hold the … Continue reading

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