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Dancing in the Sea of Life Hula Newsletter                    
                                                                                   Photo by Janet Clark

E wehe i ka umauma i akea.
Open out the chest that it may be spacious.
Be generous and kind to all.
 
'Olelo No'eau - Hawaiian Proverbs & Poetical Sayings #388           
Collected, translated and annotated by Mary Kawena Pukui   
   
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Leialoha Amina

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MAHALO NUI LOA
THANK YOU VERY MUCH!!!
Poliahu Shawls
Poliahu Shawls and Beanies now Available for Sale!

We have a beautiful array of Poliahu shawls in different colors.

Poliahu is the snow goddess of Mauna Kea. 
The mountain is Poliahu. 
Poliahu is the mountain. 
We are Mauna Kea,
Mauna Kea is us.

Shawls are $35 each and Beanies are $18 each.  Both go to support
 the effort protecting Mauna Kea
.


Email Kumu June or come to the Zen Life & Meditation Center at 38 Lake Street in Oak Park to purchase one.

 For information about what's happening check out
Mauna Kea Supreme Court Hearing Raw Footage 8/27/15

October 8, 2015
 
Last Sunday I was happily sitting on a stone wall facing a calm, languid Lake Michigan.  It was a warm, gentle evening, and there were hundreds of people at the monthly Full Moon Fire Jam on the lake.  We were waiting to see the total eclipse of the super moon or blood moon.  Many drums were beating out a rhythmic tune causing people to naturally move and dance.

Photo by George Mukei Horner
I walked, with friends, past the crowds toward the lake and sat looking up at a cloudy sky with no moon.  The cloud bank was moving along and occasionally the moon peeked through.  We were lucky.  Right at 9:22 pm, the cloud bank cleared and there was the glorious moon in full eclipse.  She was a dark, burnt orange orb floating in the sky.  I cheered along with hundreds of others.  And I offered prayers of peace for all.

That night reminded me of watching the total solar eclipse when I lived in Waimea in the early 90's.  The eclipse happened at 8:30 am and was intensely dramatic.  As the morning slowly darkened crickets began to chirp.  The moon came between the earth and sun blocking it entirely on that July morning.  There was also a very thin ring of fire around it.  Everywhere was dark as night.  

I'll never forget seeing our sun as a black orb floating in the sky to the left of Mauna Kea, our great mountain on Hawaii Island, just as I'll always remember the burnt orange moon above Lake Michigan.

I've been thinking about the Native American Bearing Witness Retreat I attended in the Black Hills this past August.  The Indians call the Black Hills the Heart of Everything That Is.  It's also the entrance to heaven, the Sacred Place of the Heart.

And what is found in the heart?  Love.  Love starts in our hearts and spreads throughout our body and mind.  The beauty of the Black Hills and the warm-heartedness of her people opened the sacred place of my heart too.

We bore witness and listened to many stories about racism and trauma at the retreat - both historical, trans-generational and present day trauma happening to the Indians.  The effects of trauma - deep poverty, alcoholism, domestic violence, and youth suicide rates on the Pine Ridge Reservation - overwhelmed me.   There are many parallels to the Kanaka Maoli (Hawaiian native) experience.

One of the most disturbing things I heard about was the trauma to the environment and it's effects on people.  Charmaine Whiteface told us that there are nearly 300 abandoned uranium mines around South Dakota that have been polluting the area with radioactive dust and particles for the last 60 years.  There is a high proportion of cancer-related illnesses and birth defects in certain areas.  We were probably inhaling it on the retreat site!  There is also a total of 15,000 abandoned mines in the United States - most found in the 25 western states.

I remember being very disheartened and depressed after several days of this kind of information.  Wednesday after dinner, I walked over to the prayer circle and to the fire that was burning in the center.  I sat quietly on the ground.  I was soon mesmerized and comforted by the flames that danced between the pieces of wood. I smelled the calming sage burning in the cool evening.  Nevertheless a deep sadness filled my heart and body.  I felt heavy and thick.

That night in the women's tent, I had a hard time falling asleep as thoughts circled around and around.  I knew that it would help to stop the thoughts by becoming more aware of my body, so I focused on my breath first and just noticed how I was breathing without needing to change it.  Then I focused on other parts of my body - how it felt lying on the ground in my sleeping bag.  I asked what part of my body felt heavy?  Was it my heart, my stomach, my lungs?  I brought my focus fully to each organ and lingered awhile to notice how each felt.  I fell asleep a little while later.

The next morning I awoke early and walked outside the tent into the stillness of early morning. My sadness couldn't be contained, and I just burst into tears.  How could something so terrible happen here in this sacred place of the heart?  I was angry. I was depressed.  I felt like a big weight was pressing down on me.  I couldn't really smile.

Council circles were held after breakfast each morning.  Our circle was outside the women's tent.  We sat in folding chairs on uneven ground.  We spoke from the heart and listened from the heart.  Sharing my distress with the circle in the healing presence of the Black Hills helped me.

That evening I shared a hula choreographed to the song Make Strong by Hawane Rios. It is a beautiful Hawaiian song written by Hawane when she was 25 years old.  It reminds us of the strength, perseverance and dedication needed during times of great travail. The Indian women told me that they appreciated it.

I was impressed by all of the native presenters.  I felt especially close to the Indian women - the way they worked with all kinds of difficulties in their lives and, when the time was right for laughter, they laughed with great joy.  They reminded me of Hawaiians that I know - open, humble, kind and generous. Their warmth helped me to realize that we are all in this web of life together.  Whatever we can do to help one another makes a difference.

Malama pono (take care of your body, mind and heart),

June Kaililani Tanoue
Kumu Hula

P.S.  Here's a  slide show of selected photographs of my Bearing Witness trip. Thanks to Peter Cunningham and Darrell Justus for the photos and music by Tiokasin Ghosthorse.  Here are Peter and Darrell's complete photos and Jadina Lilien's photos of the retreat.
Leialoha Amina
 
Leialoha Amina is the kumu hula of the Nä Lei O Kaholoku. Her mother Mary Ann Neula Lim was her first teacher as well as her Aunt Margaret Kaleolani Moku. She was taught by other great Kumu Hula such as Iolani Luahine, George Naope, Darrell Lupenui and the late Edith Kanaka'ole.

Leialoha has been a participating judge of the Merrie Monarch Hula Competition as well as a competitor. In 2004, Nä Lei O Kaholoku was awarded the top honor of Overall Merrie Monarch winner. Here is a video of her 2004 Merrie Monarch Hula Competition Hula Kahiko performance.

Leialoha is here in Chicago this weekend to teach at the Hula Association of the Midwest's Hawaiian Hula Days workshop! Don't miss it! 


June Tanoue:  I have long been a fan of the Lim Family - your music and harmony are so beautiful.  Your halau is also beautiful - I remember the first Merrie Monarch Hula Competition that you won first place - the ladies in their white holoku (dresses) - I remember immediately starting to weep when everyone began to dance.  There was something so deep and moving in the way they all danced.  That must be your philosophy of aloha coming through. 

Leialoha Amina:  You mention my philosophy of Aloha coming through a performance at Merrie Monarch of the
mele (song) Mi Nei.  That was indeed only one of the highlights of Na Lei O Kaholoku.
 
I began my hula teaching career officially in 1979.  I was making the transition from a hula dancer to a hula teacher and I knew that I did not know enough about teaching.  In a brief conversation with a noted Hawaiian musician and his wife, I was encouraged to meet the late Pilahi Paki. That meeting changed my life.

Suffice it to know that in true Hawaiian fashion, I was questioned to establish what Hawaiians call a pilina (a connection with her).  Eventually through questioning, it was established.  She immediately handed me a paper with handwritten Hawaiian words, with instruction to come back the very next week to chant it to her.  It was my rite of passage if I wanted her to be my mentor and I her student.
 
I did do this with a little reluctance and trepidation and almost decided not to go through with that meeting.  However, I gathered the intestinal fortitude to make that meeting.  That decision was a turning point in my life.

Upon completion of that chant to Pilahi, I was given a Hawaiian name, the name I carry today which is Leialoha. Of course, I had to have my Dad's approval because none of his children were given Hawaiian names.  When we were born, it was not fashionable to be "Hawaiian."  My Dad met with Pilahi and heard her explanation and the name met my Dad's approval and all my siblings acknowledge me as Leialoha.

Along with the name, I was given the kuleana
(responsibility) to share the chant, now known today as the Aloha Chant or Oli Aloha credited to Pilahi Paki.  My mission: to share the message of the chant.  The name, Leialoha, was to always remind me of my kuleana.
 
I was under Pilahi Paki's tutelage for about 2 years.  I learned from her---correction---she suggested to me what I needed to experience.  One day, she felt that all I was learning needed practical application.  She encouraged me to begin formal hula instruction.  Na Lei O Kaholoku was birthed in 1981, in Wai'anae, O'ahu.  And the rest as they say is history.

However, my mission is ongoing.

June:  What have you learned about hula in all of your many travels?
 
Leialoha:  That many people have embraced hula. I travel to teach hula in US mainland, Japan, Canada and recently Korea.  They are all enthusiastic.

Some of them may not totally understand what they are dancing, but it makes people feel special. Unique.  Allows a person to self-express.  Allows them to go from the studio/halau hula to the  kahua (stage) for their 3-4 minutes of sharing what they learned in full costume complete with adornments.  The Hula Experience.

June: What are the Hawaiian values that you teach through your hulas?

Leialoha:  That term, Hawaiian values.  I was taught to be very careful about the term Hawaiian, which is a
po'e haole (white person's) word.  And values...the closest in 'olelo makuahine (mother tongue) would be
'ike (knowledge, insight).  So let me try to answer this from that mana'o (thought, idea).

Through my "learning" over the years since 1979, I finally got an epiphany.  As a "Kumu Hula," I now define myself as a historian and keeper of Hawai'i's history and legends.  See, every mele that we perform is history.  Who composes mele?  Dogs, cats? No. Human beings who were inspired to write and capture in mele their experience in time and circumstance for all time.
 
Is this not what our ancestors were?  Inspired by nature?  Events that happened in their lives?  What they thought was important to pass to the next generation?

Therefore, maybe one "value" that I am very mindful of and I share with haumana hula (hula students) is that we must respect every mele we sing and dance.  We must seek what the intent of the composer was and impart that intent with the best of our ability through the
mele and hula.

June:  Do you have a current favorite hula and why?  

Leialoha: I have so many favorite hulas.  I will choose. For Kahiko (ancient hula) - Aia La O Pele because I had the privilege to see the mesmerizing hula of one of my teachers, Iolani Luahine.

For Auwana (modern hula) - Pua 'Olena (flower of the tumeric). I had the privilege of hearing the story behind the mele from the composer, Jimmy Kaholokula.  It's a very haunting mele of how the composer experienced the pua 'olena

About Us
Successful Halau Fundraiser with Hawaiians Kumu Michael Pili Pang, Keikilani Curnan, Davin, Al, Ryan

Halau i Ka Pono - the Hula School of Chicago is a sister program of the Zen Life & Meditation Center of Chicago located in Oak Park, IL.  Kumu Hula June Kaililani Tanoue established the school in 2009 and has been teaching hula since 2003.

 

Halau i Ka Pono means School that Cultivates the Goodness.  We teach Hula which is defined as the art of Hawaiian dance expressing all that we see, hear, taste, touch, and feel.

 

Hula and healing go hand in hand in our Halau. The dance connects us to the grounding energy of the earth and opens us to the warm spirit of Aloha (love). 

 

 

Come join us!  We have wonderful introductory classes for adult beginners!  No experience necessary.

 

Contact Kumu June at june.tanoue@zlmc.org for more information.  May your lives be full of aloha blessings!