Today as we woke early and headed to downtown Kapalikiko (San Francisco) the sun was already breaking thru the fog in the Sunset.  With coffee in hand we met our early morning crew at the park. We were there to bear witness (at a distance) to the Ola being built, and to dance Hula.

We could see Kumu and our Hula brothers and sisters preparing the flora and ferns, and hear their chants.  Soon we were allowed close and got to see things starting to take shape.

Kumu had everything flown in from the Islands. There were many types of flora, each having their own specific properties and role in this intricate process. Ti, Malie, Lehua, and so many that I still have to learn.

The painstaking  preparations went on for hours. Many people spent many hours working.

I watched in amazement as the Ola reached upwards and acted like a beacon attracting the attention of the Ancestors. The contrast of all the lush green in the park in the middle of the city was a detail that was on Kumu’s mind as well. He spoke of it more than once.

As the Ola became closer to completion, the Aunties were there to attend to it. They kept all the flora misted and protected. Which was not easy, as the sacred space was right in the middle of  the park, which soon would be filled with people.

Knowing where you came from in Hula Ohana (Family) and in life. Having a real connection to your Ancestors becomes crucial if you are to know who you are. Knowing more than the food and culture of your people. Talk to those in your family that are still available. Get to know their personal stories. And join the conversation below in the comments. What’s been your favorite connection to your ancestors. I’d love to hear!  The Ola project was a expierence I will treasure always.

Aloha