24 April 2010

Aloha ~ Aia ‘ike lihi o ka ‘aina

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Aloha kakou e komo mai. I live on the beautiful tropical island of ihikapalaumaewa, more commonly known as Maui Hawai’i

Paradise on Earth
E hana me ka ha`aha`a

i aloha `ia nö ia home
Ia home luakaha a ka malihini
Beloved is this home
This home so delightful to visitors
E aloha ae ana nö au
I ka makani kaulana o ka `âina
A`u e ho`oheno nei
Ka makani kâ`ili aloha
I love the famous wind of this land
Mine to cherish
The wind named Love
excerpts from The Kipahulu Zephyr – by Matthew Kane
Source: King’s Blue Book, Copyright 1916

In the silence, I turn to you.
My inner heart, my inner mind knows the truth
I am whole, complete in every way
I am love, greeting all I meet with open arms
I am silence, rich with simplicity
In the silence, I remember these words:
Let all who come to me feel my spirit touching their soul
I Am Who I Am
I am the light of peace.
I am the breath of Spirit.
I am the strength of a thousand horses.
I am the courage of a new day.
I am the love of a child.
I am who I am.” ~ Journey with Spirit

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