Reflecting on Kukaniloko
Ron Kubota

Kukaniloko Web Site

One Sunday afternoon as the gusty Kona winds whipped through the eucalyptus trees and occasionally breaking and sending small branches flying to the ground, the word and the place, Kukaniloko,  became more than the “birthing stone” place for me. 

I knew very little about this place marked by the eucalyptus trees even after going on the road just above it many times during my lifetime - going to Wahiawa from Waialua, to Whitmore during the seven summers to work in the pineapple fields, and to Helemano School in Whitmore for wenty-five years. 

A few years ago, I drove in to the site and from a distance took some photos.  I got some information from the posted sign marking it as a state park.  The first time I heard Kukaniloko spoken was when the Mililani High School students did a scientific study of the site.  But I still referred to it as the birthing stone place as I could not remember or say Kukaniloko.  I visited the site again and walked into the groove of trees to view the many stones.  Other than the interesting rock formations, there was no significance meaning to what I saw. 

Standing outside in an open field on this windy day would have been normally been uncomfortable for most activities.   But for some reason, this added to what was spoken and heard this day.  The winds gusted at times but were often silenced by the spoken words of Mr. Lenchanko and Mr. Au.  Their voices were clearly heard. 

We all exist in space and time.  Our time is now and we must take care of our space for ourselves and for those in the future.  How we respect our 
space says a lot about the respect we have for ourselves and others.  Immortality is not only about living and not dying but about leaving our 
legacy for our future generations.