When I was young life was simple and I loved to watch the hula dancers! It was a very happy time in my life and those memories fill me with warmth! I began doing hula when I was two or three, but it was not until I was twelve that I decided to really devote my time to learning. So, mom took me to her friend for official Polynesian dance lessons and I loved it. I enjoyed learning Hi'ilawe, Kawika, Holoholo Ka'a, and many other songs. It didn't take long for me to realize that I was passionate about hula. I never considered myself to be a Tahitian dancer, or Maori dancer, because, it really was hula that hit home for me. Before long, I devoted all of my energy into my dance, and then it happened . . . I learned to BECOME the mele . . . and that was essential.
When I dance hula, I do not see others watching me. I see the poem . . . and that is all. Which means when you see me hula, I do not see you, I see the mele . . . I see the flowers, and the mountains, and the ocean . . . and I feel the wind. Life is full of love, and pain . . . the older I become, the more I can see . . . I many not be able to dance like I used to . . . but . . . I can understand and express much more than I could when I was young . . .
My love to all of you who understand what this means . . .