Many of you have asked me what my brothers’ responses were to my book. I hadn’t heard from my brothers except via email since our mother’s funeral. Several weeks ago I sent them all an email asking how they were and got no response. That pretty much told me what I needed to know about how they felt about me. My cousin had told me to expect little to no contact from them with my parents both gone and my cousin’s predictions have been accurate until yesterday.
One of my brothers called yesterday and informed me that they had all read my book and that my two other brothers felt stabbed in the back by my book. He went on to say that he could dispute many of the facts as inaccurate. I asked him to name them and the only one he could come up with was that my father wasn’t sixteen years older than his sister. I told him that was what I had always been told but really, what difference did it make anyway? He went on to say that he felt stabbed in the back, too. His last words before I terminated the conversation were: “If Mama and Daddy were alive today they would disown you.” I told him I was going to hang up, good bye, and that’s just what I did. He immediately called back and left a voice mail that said only “aloha.”
This brother lived on Oahu one summer and I wonder if he knows the true meaning of the word. I found this definition from www.huna.org: ” Aloha is being a part of all, and all being a part of me. When there is pain – it is my pain. When there is joy – it is also mine. I respect all that is as part of the Creator and part of me. I will not willfully harm anyone or anything. When food is needed I will take only my need and explain why it is being taken. The earth, the sky, the sea are mine to care for, to cherish and to protect. This is Hawaiian – this is Aloha! ”
Aloha was lacking in my upbringing and something I strive for today in all my relations. I hope my brothers are going in that direction in their lives too. I did not write my book to hurt them or stab them in the back. I intentionally protected them in many ways as I wrote the book. The book was about me and my life, and they were characters in the story that was mine. I long ago forgave my brothers and love them. After yesterday I am back to the Hawaiian practice of ho’o pono pono with them. Ho’o pono pono is an ancient Hawaiian practice of reconciliation and forgiveness. It is done by taking full responsibility for my actions and knowing I brought this situation to myself and then repeating with a pure heart these words: I love you. I am sorry. Please forgive me. I thank you.
Aunty Pua Mahoe teaches that aloha is our birthright. I believe that is true and I will do the best I can to build families and communities on that foundation. Ho’o pono pono is a powerful practice for maintaining aloha in all our relations and clearing troubles and possibly karma.
Aloha dear readers.

