Thursday, January 19, 2017

Mole ‘a Palataisi by John Milton

http://nla.gov.au/nla.obj-52774913

Hou’eiki mo Kainga, Fanongo mai
Teu hivehiva atu pe ki Palataisi
Koe fuo anagahala ‘a hotau ha’a
‘a e pau’u mo faitalangata’a
‘a ‘ena polopolo mei he ‘akau tapuha
Koe fuo mala ia ‘o ha’a tangata
Koe afo ia mei hotau kamata’anga

Ka ‘eto ma’u pe hotau nofo’anga
Koe ‘Eiki pe pea mo Hono ‘ofa’anga
Kuo ue’i ‘a e ha’a tauhi sipi
He fonua Holepi mo Sainai
Koe hinoi’i ‘anga Ho kakai
Kuo tupu ‘a Langi mo mamani
Talu ai  mo‘eta lata heni
Ki Saione moe ki’i vai lelei
‘Okune tafe ofi ‘i he ve’e temipale
Vaitafe tupu e ko Sailoame
‘a ‘Ene tafe mai ke fakava’e
Tala ‘ehai kuo ne hiva ‘ange’ange


Toki hook atu…..

Sunday, November 6, 2016

The Sounds of Silence - Simon & Garfunkel


Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
‘Neath the halo of a streetlamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
No one dare
Disturb the sound of silence
“Fools” said I, “You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you”
But my words like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming
And the sign said “The words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls
And whispered in the sounds of silence”

Anyway, choice!

Sometime they won't love you
Love them anyway
Sometime they won't forgive you
Forgive them anyway
Sometime they will not smile at you
Smile anyway
Sometime they will not feed you
Feed them anyway
Sometime they will hurt you
Inspire them anyway
Sometime they will hate you
Pray for them anyway
You may not feel like living
Live anyway
Perfection may seems unachievable
Strive for it anyway
Anyway you may be chosen or choose

Choice is your!

Saturday, August 20, 2016

I May Rise

No matter how heinous the hate
No matter how unconditioned the love
No matter how abundant the ignorance
No matter how significant the wisdom
If I dare, I may rise

No matter the poor
No matter the rich
No matter the happiness
No matter the sadness
If I dare, I may rise  

No matter the ugliness
No matter the beauty
No matter the sunshine
No matter the cloudiness
If I dare, I may rise

No matter the darkness
No matter the light
No matter the cold
No matter the hot
If I dare, I may rise

No matter how filled
No matter how emptied
No matter how sad
No matter how happy
If I dare, I may rise

No matter the sun rises
No matter the sun sets
No matter the storm
No matter the calm
If I dare, I may rise

Let not my condition guide me
Let me rise above
Let not my ancestors guide me
Let me rise above
Let not my religion guide me
Let me rise above
Let not my humanity guide me

Let me rise above

-tangatalakepa 

Monday, May 2, 2016

The Quilt by Finau Siale

The Quilt  by Finau Siale

One day couple years ago toward the end of the summer season, when I was stationed in Abilene, I was on my way to San Antonio, TX, Taking Highway 87 south, I stopped at a store in Fredericksburg; the name of the store was Auer Haus. I walked in and saw this beautiful and colorful quilt, as I was admiring the beauty of its many colors and the wavering patterns that seem to be telling hidden joyful stories, the store keeper walked up toward my direction and asked if I needed any help. I expressed how marvelous and stunningly beautiful this quilt that caught my eyes; my mother had passed but it reminded me of many quilts that she crocheted. The store keeper said that the quilt maker was blind. How amazing is that the power of the human imagination, that one’s sense and ability to physically visualize the physical reality is gone, yet, still have the capacity to demonstrate the fundamental ability to see and display beauty from within! Although my mother was not blind but she, like this blind quilt maker, had the ability to visualize the true beauty from within and not limited to the physical characteristics of things.  Perhaps what is usually considered by society as limitation is truly a gift. Hence, from that day on… “I declared that My Limitation is a Source of Strength.”

I got to San Antonio that Monday evening and Monday Night usually means “Monday Night Football,” at times, despite the violence of the sport and the blood, sweat, and tears that associated with the, not so obvious, football, the passion of the game, while in the trenches, often diverted my attention to overlook any negative associated with the game itself  but to experience the game like millions of red blooded American do throughout this country—simply says: “I enjoy the game of football.”  Here we go again with more football analogy.

On the radio in the car, the discussion focused mainly on what happened during Sunday's buffet of football games, on the Colin Cowherd sports radio show, he said something about quarterbacks that is, to me,  philosophically profound for life in general and in particular with anyone with physical disability.  Colin Cowherd said sometimes a person's limitations are directly related to their success.  His comparison was between quarterbacks who are highly gifted athletes who, in addition to having strong arms and great knowledge of the game, can effectively run with the ball and quarterbacks who lack that athletic ability to run.  The quarterbacks who lack mobility have to rely completely on their ability to find open receivers and throw the ball to them accurately and quickly before the defense can reach them.  Running is not an option.

The point was this:  great singers will find a way to sing even if the moment doesn't call for singing. Great dancer can find occasions to dance, even without music and gifted athletes find the occasion to exercise their athletic ability in any given event.  However, sometimes the situation doesn't call for the expression of a particular gift.  You see, in football, it is best if the quarterback can get the ball into someone else's hands rather than taking it himself.  But for the quarterback who is a gifted runner--they find occasions to run, sometimes to the detriment of their team and other times to the detriment of their health—RGIII.

I hope you still with me here: let’s use this framework, Cowherd went onto name quarterbacks who more or less lack the athletic ability to run the ball themselves—Peyton Manning, Aaron Rogers, Tom Brady, Eli Manning, Drew Breeze, should I continue?  The truth is, you probably heard of these names before but if you know football, you will recognize those names as five of the most successful quarterbacks in modern football and one thing they all have in common; they all won Super Bowl’s. Therefore, I can argue that their lack of the ability to run actually helps them make better decisions because running the ball is not an option—let just say running the ball is their weaknesses.

Here is my question for you? Can you imagine if we stopped seeing our limitations as barriers, instead see them as the very energy that directs us into using our true abilities to accomplish our TRUE Greatness!  Each one of us is equipped with unique talents and abilities, which means even our weaknesses, are source of our strengths. Here is our challenge: identify your weakness and build on that very source to gain your GREATNESS. Should you have any question? Ask the Blind Quilt maker of Auer Haus. I wonder if that quilt would have captured the same magnificence beauty if she was NOT blind. Yes, our Limitation is the very source of our Strength.​ 

Monday, February 16, 2015

My Last 30 Days

Several Years ago, I lived through the passing of my mother; although she was told that she would not survive for more than 12 months after she was diagnosed,  for 11 years, she fought a good fight as she survived Lupus,. Today, I still reminisce the passing of my mother but also deliberate the question: “If I am told that I have 30 days to live, what would I do within these 30 days?”

What would I do? Fundamental, the answer rests within what I would consider my legacy—am I self-centered focus or others-centered focus? 
1. Why would I want to be remembered? 
2. What do I want people to remember about me? 
3. Are my achievements really worth remembering? 
4. Is it what I do for myself or what I do for others?

Looking at lives of great leaders of the past, what they did to help others stood out as the greatest of their legacies; it is what made them who they were and who they are now. Simplification, if I am given 30 days to live, logically, what I can do for others with selfless habits of giving my all should be my pledge. Wait a minute, why couldn’t I do this every day? Why wait until 30 days before I die? 

Well, life has her blinder on and naturally leads me down the aisles of my own ambition making me believe that “I am a mortal to my destiny and the captain of my fate” as I obsessively seek achievements. Do I seek the top of the mountain only to find bloody trails that others left on the way up? Am I chartering new trail of injustices with the only just thing to do is to achieve? My victims are those that I have shut down their voices, those that I’ve turn away their helping hands, those that I have obliterate their open hearts, and those that I’ve murdered their souls. 

Let me passionately curious about the last 30 days of my life each day; let me be dimensionally mindful of the natural engagements that surround my path each day so I can remove the blinder of my egotistical passion to achieve and let me be a zealously person of give 

Yes, my last 30 days are days to Forgive and Give and NOT to Achieve. "For if you forgive other people when they sin against you, your heavenly Father will also forgive you."   

Tuesday, February 10, 2015

INVICTUS by William Ernest Henley

For my unconquerable soul, 
out of the night covers me.
Black as the pit from pole to pole
I thank [God perhaps]
For my unconquerable soul
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the horror of the shade
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid
It matter not how strait the gate
How charged with punishments the scroll
I am the master of my fate

I am the captain of my soul

Tuesday, December 16, 2014

Provocation or Explanation, Language we must

Our language is more powerful than we often imagine. I was talking to a team member this morning, asking, how he is doing and his answered was, “hanging in there.” As this morning and every other morning when I am at work, I greet team members each morning and always take interest in their responses; some gives the standard answers and some replies with how they really feel but for the most part, we greet each other with neutral words that have no power. Think of the last time you heard someone else (or even yourself) respond to a greeting of "How are you?" with "Oh, I am doing so-so," "Hanging in there," "I'm surviving" or "Not too bad." It probably wasn't much past yesterday or perhaps today.


Fundamentally from a macro level, language drives the changes to any culture. As most changes in this world; they are often driven by a charismatic rhetorical figure that has the ability to conjure language that cause changes in people hearts and minds. Hence, language is always the provocation of any changes. Therefore, our usage of language is just as critical to our daily interaction as anything else that we do. We can either use language that describes our current situation, language to change our situation, or language that ignite changes to someone else situation. Therefore, it is severely important for us to understand that our language carries this much power. 


Suggestion, the next time anyone asks, "How are you?" whether it's one of your team members or a cashier at the store, respond with strength. Give them an energetic, enthusiastic, “I am Grateful!” “I am Awesome!" or "I am Terrific!" At times, it will be hard to do without a smile on your face but you are likely to get one back. You will likely feel a physical response of increased energy. Hence, your words will send a message to your mind that will be consistent with feeling Grateful! Awesome! or Great!


To see the results, you have to do this often and with sincere enthusiasm (not robotically). When you do, you will subconsciously begin to act on what you are saying and begin to design your reality to be consistent with your thoughts and words. Speaking with power also creates a sense of accountability and commitment to get the best from yourself and others.



Hence, I challenge every one of you to consciously seek language that ignites positive behavior from oneself and others and to avoid using words that provoke negative energy. Thus, think about it when you are talking to someone: are you creating positive or negative situation?

Friday, November 28, 2014

Patrick Lencioni - The 5 dysfunctions of a team


Vulnerability of my Soul

My sweet soul that occupied everything but inhabit nothing

Imagine how it could be?

How I don’t fit into your pattern?

Imagine how it could be?

How could I have woven a new pattern?

Imagine how it could be?

Pattern that woven around the vulnerability of my soul

Imagine how it could be?

Dancing to the Defenseless Pattern of my in-habitation 

Imagine how it could be?

This life I live, happiness is my choice?

Imagine how it could be?

This life I live, sorrow is my choice?

Imagine how it could be? 

Vulnerability show me your strength

Imagine how it could be?

Faith I may follow from the nothingness of thy self

Imagine how it could be?

For death I will be, usher me my savior


Imagine how it could be?

Thanksgiving will always 

Imagine how it could be?

                   - Tanga'otalakepa 11/28/2014 

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