I witness people being compassionate and supportive of themselves and others.
I witness people not just thinking about themselves, but thinking about their part and place within the community so that we're not a bunch of individuals living near each other, but a community, a ohana being mindful of the needs and desires of others along with their own.
I witness people helping each other inside and outside of workplace rather than leaving it all for someone else.
I witness people observing their judgments and deciding to withhold them; knowing that their judgments aren't constructive for others and are only a reflection of the thoughts or beliefs of themselves.
I witness people witnessing the judgments of others and supporting them in their learning process and not taking those judgments personally.
I witness people being understanding, compassionate and supportive of others; realizing that we're each on our own journey learning and experiencing new parts of ourselves.
I witness people respecting the fact that there is not one set of "correct" beliefs or ways of life. I see people honoring the beliefs others have made for themselves; knowing that one set of beliefs can't fit everyone.
I witness people allowing others to choose their own beliefs even if they don't fully agree with them because they understand that no one knows what’s best for a person except for that person themselves. I see people understanding that beliefs change over time and allowing others to try and change beliefs as it is part of the learning process.
Thank you for being compassionate and supportive of me on my journey.
Mahalo Nui Loa!!

It's not often that a canine volunteer gets to come to Kalani, what with the strict quarantine laws of Hawaii and Kalani's "no dog" policy. But my parents, Toli and Christine, insisted that my assistance was required in the IT department, and I soon found myself in paradise.
It started just over a year ago. I took it slowly at the beginning, even withholding a little bit to be honest. I knew myself enough to know that if I decided to be in this relationship I would commit to it 100%, and I wasn’t sure it was what I wanted. But in the end I was swept away. I seem to have swallowed the red pill and there is no turning back. Sometimes, when it seems like we are not connecting I feel defeated and I start to question our relationship. For a split second I’ll actually think about breaking up with her, but then I immediately remember the many sweet, divine moments that we’ve shared and I realize that leaving isn’t the answer. I just could never do it. I won’t. She is the Ocean, and I am a surfer.

Aloha Richard,
Aloha. I am Salita, the Volunteer Coordinator here at Kalani. We had a group here last week called ‘Chillaxin," as in 'chilling out and relaxing.' The concept is to introduce guests into the lives we lead here at Kalani and in Hawaii. I was a bit anxious since I didn't know how mainland guys would respond to ‘hanging out’ with this dreadlocked dude who is living so unusual a life. 
So I’m leaving Hawaii. Leaving the tropical weather, the smiling faces, jungle attire, nude sunbathing, my beautiful, handsome, strong, loving boyfriend. I’m leaving it all behind so that I can work (hopefully) at least 50 or 60 hours a week and live with my mother. I’m moving back to my hometown of 14,000 people, complete with two grocery stores and two dingy bars. Believe me, I’m wondering the same thing: What the hell am I thinking?