Recently, I moved from Maine to Kailua-Kona. Like so many, I’m blessed to have a varied genealogical background. In my case, my family has Hawaiian, Chinese and Portuguese forebearers, along with the mostly Caucasian ancestors whose genes form the majority
Recently, I moved from Maine to Kailua-Kona. Like so many, I’m blessed to have a varied genealogical background. In my case, my family has Hawaiian, Chinese and Portuguese forebearers, along with the mostly Caucasian ancestors whose genes form the majority of my appearance.
Moving to Hawaii, where my mother was born and raised, has begun a process of getting to know my family, their unique life experiences, the way, for instance that speaking or acting “Hawaiian” in any way was discouraged, looked down upon for so much of their lives. Through my family, I’m learning the histories of Hawaii and how my family fits into those histories. In the process, I’m learning more about myself.
President Barack Obama’s historic eulogy of the Rev. Clementa Pinckney this past Friday added a new dynamic to this introspection. In many ways, opinions in my family are as varied as our heritage. The protests against the construction of the Thirty Meter Telescope on Mauna Kea is a prime example.
If I’ve learned anything from the time I’ve been blessed to spend with my family here in Kona, it’s that difference in opinion is never the defining characteristic of our relationship. There is, instead, a natural familial understanding that the bonds that hold us together are shaped by love; by a recognition that we are all comprised of each other.
As I see it, the protectors on Mauna Kea apply this familial truth genuinely, not only to those who stand in protection of the mountain, but to each and every person in Hawaii, in the United States, in the world. Evidence of this commitment to one another, even to those whose job it is to oppose them, is abundant in the many photos, videos, news stories and personal experiences that help to form the narrative of the Mauna Kea issue. It is powerful, too, in the emotional reactions it inspires in law enforcement during protests; a stark contrast, perhaps, to what we’ve seen so often in the continental U.S. in recent months. All this is evidence that much like Obama so eloquently said of Pinckney, the protectors understand “that justice grows out of recognition of ourselves in each other; that my liberty depends on you being free, too.”
The reaction of the Charleston, S.C., community to the hateful killings of eight of its own, eight of our own, is a clear testament to the fundamental, universal truth expressed by Kapu Aloha. It is clear to me that the fact the tragedy took place in “a sacred place, [a] church, not just for blacks, not just for Christians but for every American,” makes the Charleston community’s graceful reaction of forgiveness and aloha all the more powerful.
Friday’s eulogy reminded me that in following the public discussions about Mauna Kea, it is all too easy to speak from the relative safety of our own perspective, our own preconceptions, our own personal world-view. There is truth, I believe, to the idea that it is not easy to step outside ourselves. That if we really search our hearts, we find that indeed we are so often influenced by “our complacency and shortsightedness and fear of each other.”
Obama also quoted Pinckney as having once said “Across the south, we have a deep appreciation of history. We haven’t always had a deep appreciation of each other’s history.” I’m learning that perhaps the same could be said of Hawaii. My own experience in discussing Mauna Kea with my family is teaching me to walk in the shoes of others, to actively listen to voices not my own; voices that while so often drowned out in the cacophonous mosaic of societal experience, nevertheless add richness to the makeup of who we are.
The conduct of the protectors has inspired me to question what I thought I knew about my family, about Hawaii and to realize that though questioning these foundations is not easy, neither is it a threat to who I am or to those close to me. It has led to rich, vibrant discussions and new discoveries in my family that may never have taken place otherwise.
Drawing again from Obama, and as events on Mauna Kea progress, I for one hope we don’t revert to the mindset that “those who disagree with us are not merely wrong, but bad; where we shout instead of listen; where we barricade ourselves behind preconceived notions or well-practiced cynicism.” Time with family in Hawaii has taught me that just as I must love myself to love others, so must I love others to truly love myself.
If Kapu Aloha tells us anything, it’s that we’re all connected, that we all deserve one another’s respect and warrant each other’s love no matter where we stand on Mauna Kea or other issues. That to truly respect someone, to truly love each other, we must first accept each others’ truth and experience as valuable.
Perhaps, in the end, we’ll “ … allow ourselves to slip into comfortable silence again.” Maybe “ … once the TV cameras move on,” we’ll go back to “business as usual.” But recent events have shown us that it doesn’t have to be this way. The universal truth underlying Kapu Aloha expressed so powerfully by Obama in South Carolina and the protectors on Mauna Kea is showing us a better way forward.
Perhaps the first step down that path is to simply and truly listen.
Geoff Shaner Knudsen is a resident of Kailua-Kona.
Viewpoint articles are the opinion of the writer and not necessarily the opinion of West Hawaii Today.
