"Simply put, ho'oponopono means
'to make right'." - Dr. Hew Len
"We call this the Hawaiian Code of Forgiveness,
and it's an important thought,
because when we forgive others,
who are we forgiving? Ourselves, of course."
SCENE from CLIMATE:
EXT. HILO BEACH - SUNRISE
Jocelyn walks out onto the beach and sits under a tiki hut. She startles at the sudden sound of an Hawaiian chant. Standing behind her, Hina bows and chants to the morning sun. Jo watches in awe. When she’s finished, Hina sets a lei of flowers adrift into the ocean. Jocelyn walks over to her.Jocelyn and Hina stare at the rising sun, sharing an unspoken understanding.
Do you mind if I ask why you bow and chant to the sun every morning?
I bow to the sun for thanks, and chant for the earth’s spirit. Then I listen to her.
What does the earth sound like?
Hina stares deeply into Jocelyn’s eyes. Jocelyn dare not move.
She screeches and wobbles. Her heart is heavy. She needs to cry.
Hina continues to stare into Jocelyn’s eyes. Hina bends down and takes up a hand full of sand. She motions for Jo to hold out her hands. Jo does. Hina puts the sand in her palms and most of the sand slips through her fingers. Hina clasps Jo’s hands together, stares into Jo’s eyes.
Ho’oponopono... do you know it?
Jocelyn shakes her head.
It’s an ancient Hawaiian healing practice. It means to make right.
Jocelyn stares, attempting to understand.
Your family. To make right what was broken with your family, practice ho’opononpono.
How do I do that?
Make it right in your heart.
But my daughter won’t talk to me. She -
Hina shakes her head and puts her hands up in front of her in a hula motion.
Hu hu, Iokuline.
Jocelyn tries to decipher her meaning.
Iokuline... Your name. In Hawaiian.
Jocelyn smiles. Nods in understanding.
Hu hu. It means angry.
Jocelyn nods again, a bit embarrassed.
Nan ka maka. Ho’olohe ka pepeiao Pa’a ka waha.
Jocelyn now shakes her head, awaiting her translation.
Observe with the eyes. Listen with the ears. Shut the mouth. Thus, you learn.
Punched in the gut with the truth, Jocelyn begins to shake. Hina smiles with compassion.
Make it right in your heart, Iokuline.
Jocelyn tears. She watches as Hina gracefully starts up the path, and what was left of the sand slip out of her palms.
Override the static.
Climate by Deborah Whitaker, © 2011
CLIMATE BY DEBORAH WHITAKER, © 2015