I just haven’t had much to say. I’ve been busy with finishing painting the master bedroom, taking my Hawaiian culture classes, doing additional study of Hawaiian online and taking real estate courses. And I’ve been working out daily and trying to watch what I eat resulting in 4 lbs lost!
The master bedroom had been a thorn in my side. I had a concept but I couldn’t develop it into a vision. For days, I was testing paint colors and techniques. The wall would look like a huge montage which I would paint over and start again! Finally, I just decided to do it. I mixed various paints I had in beige, blue, brown and off white to get what I call “Latte”. I painted 3 walls using a combing and swirl technique before I ran out of Latte color. I noticed that the technique used, looked different in the areas that I’d been experimenting so I had to do some fudging to make it look kind of the same. The last wall was the wall that the headboard is on. I decided to paint it in a teal color which worked out great and I love it. I still don’t think that the bedspread, curtains and wall match very well but Peter says they all look blue. I’d change one out except that the variations are different based on what time of the day you look at it. So I’ll keep it as is for now…but still need to hang pictures.
My Hawaiian culture class meets once a week and is lots of fun. It has really been expanding my view of my role in the world. Hawaiians feel a strong tie to land but stronger tie to ancestors. It is often said that Hawaiians look like they look through someone rather than at them. It is true to some extent because Hawaiians feel that they are representatives of their ancestors; they do recognize that many are bad representatives! During one story the instructor (Kahu) was telling, it suddenly occurred to me that I’d been carrying a grudge for many years. I was really upset when my dad decided to sell our family home in Cambridge to the hospital. The land for the hospital had been donated by my ancestors and this just seemed absurd for them to take it from our family. I thought about buying the house myself but that was impractical because I was living in California. I understand why my parents no longer wanted to live there but I could not understand why I was so emotional about it. During Kahu’s story, I realized that my tie wasn’t to the house but to my grandfather and the his love of the land that he had taught me. During the year that Dad was in Vietnam, we lived with Grandma and Grandpa in this house. Grandpa would tend to the garden and taught me how to plant and harvest vegetables, use fish heads as fertilizers and tell stories of the old farm. I didn’t know it then, but those were precious times and made me into the gardener I am today. We are stewards of the land and need to protect it and care for it the same way our ancesters did.
Ok – some Hawaiian culture trivia. Maui literally means “to bruise” or is associated with the pain that comes with change. (We’ve felt that!) But Maui is more often associated with a story of a demi-god. There was a sickly child of Hina who she named Maui. As was often done at that time, the child was pushed to his death before his 1st birthday. Legend was that he was taken by the jellyfish to live in the depths of ocean with his father Kanaola – the god of the ocean. But Maui refuses to stay and after several years tries to attains immortality for all by sneaking back into the womb of his mother. He is not successful but is considered a mischievous demi-god! Throughout the Polynesian cultures, similar stories of Maui exist.
So in addition to taking the class, I’ve decided to try to learn some Hawaiian. There is a good set of free internet based training available at http://ksdl.ksbe.edu/kulaiwi/index.html
Peter and I have both been listening; he picks it up much faster than I do!
So I’ve started my real estate training through an online self-paced course. I can not tell you how boring this course is. The instructor reads the charts and repeats everything 14 times. I’ve finished 3 of 27 chapters. Peter even complains about how dreadful he is! Oh well, everyone says that the point is to get through it. Yes, there are other methods of taking the class but this is the one that fit in with my schedule the best so I’ll have to deal with it. Good thing is that that you can skip some of his droning as long as total hours add up to 60.
We’re going diving tomorrow. It’s been a long time so I’m excited.