I had an unusual experience on my first trip to
Hawaii, the big island. I
felt as if I had come home. In
a museum the curator asked me if I was Hawaiian and showed me a
picture in an album of a queen that he thought resembled me. Then
he showed me the exact chair in which she sat for the picture and it
was huge. I began to
read about the ancient Hawaiians. I could just imagine dancing to the
goddess Pele.
Another in my "Work as Worship" series, this is an authentic Hawaiian dancer of the ancient hula.
On a recent trip to Kauai, I learned
that a school had been formed to study and recreate the ancient hula
dances. Since the early people of the islands had no written language, the
real hula has been lost.
Before the arrival of the haoles (white people represented in the wall
hanging by the boats, made from Hawaiian newsprint fabric.), the early Hawaiians expressed their joy of life through the ancient hula, performed with rhythm and chant.
Pele was the goddess of the volcano. If a dancer wore red bark cloth,
she danced for Pele. I learned that there were two schools of dancers, one
for men and one for women. If you had a new baby, for example, you would
invite the hula dancers for the celebration and they would dance and chant
to bring the blessings of the Gods and Goddesses on the child. Or wedding.
Or household.
The face, head bangles, tattoos and leis are all authentic and taken
from antique photos.
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