Saturday, November 23, 2002

Beans


The Fates apparently want me to finish this novel.

I woke up this morning to a kitchen cupboard lacking coffee. Ugh. As I tried to struggle to life without the assistance of brown liquid, the doorbell rang. Mr. Mailman handed me a big package - from Hawaii. All praises, for a fresh stock of organic kona beans has been delivered unto my door.

We get ours from a hippie individual, living in the rainforest zone up the mountain side from Honaunau. Honaunau, or more accurately, Pu'uhonua o Honaunau (see pronunciation below) is an interesting and beautiful place on the coastside in South Kona. Prior to the push to reintroduce true Hawaiian names, it was known as The Place Of Refuge. In ancient times, commoner live's were governed by a complex set of laws, called Kapu. All sorts of taboos. For example, you were in deep poi if your shadow fell across a chieftan. Regardless of which Kapu law was violated, the penalties were much simpler: death by clubbing, strangulation, fire or spear. The original Hawaiians were very Ninja. The belief was the gods retailated against lawbreakers by sending tidal waves, lava flows, earthquakes, droughts and so there was a strong incentive to deal with the lawbreakers severely.

However, if the accused could elude his pursuers and make it to Honaunau, he could find refuge there. After performing a series of rituals, given to him by a Kahuna Pule (priest), all would be forgiven and he could return to society.

I have found my Honaunau in today's delivery of Old Hawaiian Coffee. 100% organic; 100% free spirit.

Footnote: Applicable Hawaiian words & phrases:
'Mauka' - towards the mountain. "Makai' - towards the sea. "Da hippie lives mauka, not makai, from here."
'Pu'uhonua o Honaunau' is pronounced Poo oo hoe now, hoe now now.

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