Sunday, January 17, 2021. Impermanence...

One Hundred Twenty Eight years ago, on January 17, 1893, Liliʻuokalani, pictured below, Queen of the Kingdom of Hawaiʻi, was overthrown by agents of the United States of America.

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Overthrow of the Hawaiian Kingdom: Wikipedia

A wise friend, after reading my kalij rant yesterday, texted me:

The kalij is your spiritual teacher. Your lesson: the law of impermanence. 

And so it is.  Impermanence.  The Kingdom of Hawaiʻi, as it was...impermanent.  Though of course some argue the Kingdom exists still.

Kalo maniniʻōwali shall persist, though perhaps not in the way I envisioned.

Bigger Scale:  the landscapes of Kaluapele:  Impermanent.  Many places we cherished have disappeared, buried under tens of feet of pele.  New places weʻre coming to know evolve.

Itʻs true.  Mostly every thing is impermanent.

Our loko ahi deepened by three feet since yesterday.  Tilt is flattish.

The east side (top of image) of the loko ahi appears to be cooling more, and Kama remains fixed.  

The day here has been a monochrome palette of greys.  A bit of occasional paka ua, plopping fat raindrops often indicative of snow at higher altitudes.  Though not today, as we see in the second photo below, Mokuʻāweoweo is clearly spectacular.  

Winds are still, or when breezes appear, theyʻre variable.  The plume wafted however slightly to the right (west to eastish) as below, says winds are Kona.

Tomorrow is for erranding in town.  Likely a day off from typing for me.  Till Tuesday, then...

As always, with aloha,

BobbyC

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