Category: Love

Royalty…Law of Attraction?

Part of this Hbb’s social security card…


See? I’m not making this up…the name Suh was embedded in my name unaffected by my maiden or previous married last name…

During my life time I experience many run-ins with royalty…and although I like to talk about it like l just met the human-version of a very-glam Bigfoot, I’m not fazed at all:

…Slept at the Jodpur palace and met the king and queen, along with their dog Pepsi…sure…Winter 2000.

…An invite to stay at a royal family’s New England home…the invite is via a comicbook-creator friend I met in a meditation workshop and the brother-in-law is royalty…Summer 2008…

…Sarah, Duchess of York suddenly wants to visit my school…yup, Summer 2009.

…Friend of the Royal Hawaiian family…you got it…happening now…

…One of my mentors is personally invited to work/live in Thailand by their queen…sure…and I want to visit him within the next few years.

So now that I play the ukulele and now know my name (like a Hawaiian, I have many first names…English and Korean…not to mention my blog’s url/song moniker)… I remember specific stories of my maternal grandparents hiding during World War ll. They sent their daughters (my mom was one of them) to the remote country side where they met an angry female relative’s wrath and this is where they learned the physical abuse and neglect that was later inflicted on me (pertaining to the latter, I refused to put up with it…I’m small but even my Germanic 6’2′ wasband admitted to be physically intimated by me…) and later forgave by asking questions about long-lost childhoods, not to mention establish my own abuse-free relationships.

After the war, the US (and Korea) eliminated the monarchy…and the Japanese rulers (who had targeted Koreans with the last name “Suh” since the late 1800s) no longer could assassinate anyone in my maternal lineage.

Truth be told, I’ve rejected any family inheritance. Sorry, folks (Literally, folks…)!

And it was only this past year where I decided to google my middle name…as I’m the only one of my filial generation with a middle name, much less the name of my maternal lineage: Suh.

As a child, visiting my maternal grandparents, there was much wealth with many servants and strange men who picked us up from the swimming pools and spas (later learned they were “chauffeurs”). There’s tapestry after tapestry, everything hand-sewn by my grandmother and great grandmother, along with cabinetry in-laid with mother-of-pearl, and spoons and chopsticks forged from Sterling silver and gold. When my grandparents shipped a lot of these items to my Midwestern home, I was in both wonderment and embarrassment as they were so ornate compared to our house’s environ’s cornfields and my friends’ quilted bedspreads.

Nobody spoke about the war and my wise, gorgeous, soft-spoken aunts married into South Korea’s wealthiest families. (Their older sister, my mom, grew up uneducated and uninterested in history, but did support the American economy with her shopping habits thanks to a physician husband.) The first time I ever saw a cellphone was in my aunt’s chauffered car (…opposed to this Helenbobelen’s life…the last time I ever saw a flip phone was last week along Hana Highway).

A seer — as many of my close friends can attest (the readings were recorded) — told me I was “royal in many lives” (as well as a martial artist many times over)…which makes sense because I’m not particularly impressed by wealth but impressed moreso by the custodial aspect of well-crafted creations…and the value of what money can attain…not to mention the expression of capabilities and sustainable capabilities that emerge thereafter. (And while in France, my French family took me to castle after castle after castle…) Another friend, also a seer, kept urging me to research my own lineage but I stubbornly ignored her…well, I guess I might be royal/semi-royal in this here, lifetime, too…

For now, I’m very much a minimalist…and your personal Earth-friendly vocalist/artist/goldsmith spending quality time with the Royal Hawaiian family…but I’m amused at the possibility of the alleged “Law of Attraction” allowing me to meet interesting royalty and bring to me to the reflection of a Westernized strong-female role couple with a sprinkle of ancient Asian royalty lineage…

But you all just know me as Helenbobelen, right?

xo,

Helen

P.S. Fun Fact #1: 50% of the S. Korean populace has the last name of Kim, Park, or Lee as back in the day, most were not allowed a last name at all.

P.S.S. Fun Fact#2: This blog’s url also doesn’t allow for last names…

One-of-a-kind Artbooks — Poetry by Aukani’i

Artbooks #3 and #4 (#4 contains poetry by Aukani’i)
6W x 4H Inches
#3 contains 3 prints, 12 pages; #4 contains 3 prints, 3 poems, 12 pages
One-of-a-kind (expressed through randomized illustrations, page order, threadbinding, etc.)
$30.00

Available soon at the hbb.com artshop…

Day 60 Makawao-ish and some Paia

A rooster hanging out on the library’s front lawn… I’m going to have to illustrate this iridescent fellow…

Hamoa beach in Hana…Lisa and some younger Hawaiian boys were explaining to me about how you can tell how fresh water pervades the salt water (the surface is kinda “shiny blurry” and when you dig your toes in the sand while in the water, it feels cool…). She and I spent the entire afternoon on what writer James Michener calls, “the world’s most beautiful beach”. I’m so grateful…
Ah, Popoki (we named her this, which means “cat” in Hawaiian, despite the fact that Mark suggested “Puhi” which means “burnt” in Hawaiian)!

Sunny on the way to Upcountry

Even the morning Upcountry bus rides are poetic with panoramic views of rain-gem-ed and green carpeted mountains…

While we were in Hana, Lisa gave me this weird-looking fruit…prickly-pear? It tastes like a lime Jolly Rancher…after I opened it, and left for work, it mysteriously disappeared…

Bus vista…

I love Malama Maui Nui…achieving sustainability can be a beautiful and rewarding challenge…

I’ve been creating these illustrated “artbooks” of various items gifted to me here in Hawaii for clients and 501c3s and friends. Akua/Auka and I collaborated on another version with his amazingly profound poetry. Each printed artbook is one-of-a-kind serves as an ongoing personal Maui souvenir…

Jackfruit (it tastes like Juicy Fruit gum) from the yard…there’s also oranges, lemons, breadfruit (ulu), grapefruit, bananas and avocados..
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So somehow, this Hbb managed to lose her phone. (So sorry Evan D., maybe if Goldawn reads this he can tell you my communication status and give you my email…)

She’s actually surprised it didn’t happen earlier…so much new-ish-ness:

  • new Hawaiian family (Akua’s brother and his girlfriend are visiting…Dan left for his homeland…)
  • new adventures with new Hawaiian family (lots of driving around with deep chats and Hana relaxation)
  • new cuddly cat that hangs out with the new Hawaiian family…she’s uniquely similar to Sophia in that she hugs you back by leaning into the space between the chin and chest…
  • new fitness consulting clients (I’m very, very, very lucky to have these people in my lives…lots of laughter…brilliant people re-learning how to walk…)
  • new work environment/protocols…and yes work family…
  • construction at the new work environment
  • much heavier weights I’m lifting…the dumbbells are tricky to use because my wrists are small in comparison for what my limbs (albeit still skinny because I’m a vegan) can easily bear…although I don’t grunt, I definitely drop the weights on the floor for safety’s sake; the upside is I can seemingly walk twice as fast now…we’ll see what happens once the marathon approaches…

I’m still creating a lot of jewelry for various clients and 501c3s, however a lot of photos are on my phone…and well, that item is probably somewhere on the side of Hana Highway…

C’est la vie…

xo,

Helen(a)…my Hawaiian family calls me Helena which I kinda like because in Korean, adding an “a” at the end of a name is a term of endearment.

P.S. Thank you to Mark and coffee shop staff for having me sing at Paia Bay Coffee House Sunday (yesterday)…Thank you to Frank for the beautiful Hawaiian flowers. The protea are an ongoing theme in my life…

P.S.S. From now until April, for every helenbobelen.com purchase a pair of earrings and/or artwork (with protea!) will be donated to a reputable 501c3…

P.S.S.S. Below is video of Keali’i Reichel with hula dancers…

Flowers from Frank…and our little yard…