I had no idea what was in store for me when I moved to the birthplace of ancient surfing - Kailua-Kona, Big Island. The lore and mystique of the Kona coast inspired every step of my journey.

Iʻve learned not to ignore my privilege of owning a home on a US colonized island where most Hawaiian people now can't afford to buy land. As a descendant of slave owners, it is my deepest life work to recognize and revere indigenous wisdom wherever I am, but especially here, where I consume Island resources and take up space on sacred ground. When I paddle out at spots once surfed by literal Queens, I feel humbled; awed and filled with wonder.   

As a settler of Auhaukea'e Ahupua'a, my connection to Kona's history and non-human life forms developed over 17 years K-8 grade garden teaching, 20+ years surf community volunteer organizing, and 15 years native shoreline plant restoring, threaded together by over 40 years passion for surf.

With so much of Hawaiʻi's biologically renowned, unique environment and culture in peril, it's the privilege and kuleana of people like me to huli the system and spread education.



Welcome to my world!