Access to AINA is the NAHA STONE of our time….
Residential, Agricultural, pastoral & customary spiritual cultural gathering access.
We need change, we need access, and we need it now…. So much of our people are dying on the waitlist.
Our people are moving away in search of AINA out of state because we’re being priced out of our own ancestral homelands.
Stolen lands... let’s be honest l!!
My grandmother pure Hawaiian passed away on the DHHL waitlist.
My mother is still waiting on the DHHL waitlist.
We’re out of time…. We need access now.
You know this to be true @departmentofhawaiianhomelands
✈️ Drone footage by @808chuckyboy
Access to AINA is the NAHA STONE of our time….
Residential, Agricultural, pastoral & customary spiritual cultural gathering access.
We need change, we need access, and we need it now…. So much of our people are dying on the waitlist.
Our people are moving away in search of AINA out of state because we’re being priced out of our own ancestral homelands.
Stolen lands... let’s be honest l!!
My grandmother pure Hawaiian passed away on the DHHL waitlist.
My mother is still waiting on the DHHL waitlist.
We’re out of time…. We need access now.
In Loving Memory of Giles Anthony Forsythe
Please join us as we gather to celebrate the life, love, and memories of Giles Anthony Forsythe.
Together with family and friends, we will honor his spirit, share stories, laughter, and remembrance, and celebrate the impact he made on all who knew him.
Celebration of Life May 19, 2026 1030am -130pm Homelani Memorial chapel 388 ponohawai street
Your presence and shared memories would mean so much to our family as we remember my father Giles with love and gratitude
HAPPY MOTHERS DAY
Mother’s Day feels especially hard this year because the man who stood beside my mom through every chapter of life, my father, her lifelong partner in crime, 🤣 is no longer here.
Their love, laughter, routines, and shared memories filled every moment together, and now there is an emptiness that can never truly be replaced.
More than ever, this day is about making every moment count, showing her she is deeply loved, and making sure she knows she is not alone.
It’s about checking on her, sitting with her through the quiet moments, sharing stories that keep my father’s spirit alive, and reminding her that the love they built still surrounds our family every day.
Seeing the pictures posted up around the house with little messages beside them reminds me just how special their love truly was.
Every photo captures a memory, a laugh, a journey, or a quiet moment they shared together as lifelong partners in crime.
Even though my father is gone, the love they created still fills the house and lives on through those memories.
Today, pictures become more than decorations, they are reminders of a beautiful bond, of a life they built together, and of the strength my mom carries every day while learning to live with such a deep loss.
You are truly a warrior mom!! One tough cookie!!
Trust me! You’ll see him again. 🙏 love you mom!
🔝 HAWAIIANS ON TOP 🔝
Today, this moment, I’m proud to be Hawaiian, proud of my wife , proud enough to say it loud, at the top of my lungs, to stand tall, and to carry my culture with honor wherever I go.
Being Hawaiian is not something I hide or stay quiet about , it is my strength, I refuse to shrink myself. I will say “I am Hawaiian” “ Hawaiians on top” at the top of my lungs because plain and simple I’m proud of who I am, where I come from, and everything my people continue to overcome and achieve.
As a Native Hawaiian, seeing my wife earning a law degree through the prestigious trial advocacy program at Syracuse University College of Law is more than a personal achievement, it is a victory carried on the shoulders of generations.
Traveling thousands of miles away from Hawaiʻi into unfamiliar states and countries demanded courage, sacrifice, and unwavering faith in where you come from. In spaces where Hawaiians are rarely seen and often underrepresented, standing as the only Hawaiian in the program means carrying the voice, strength, and dignity of your people into every courtroom, classroom, and conversation.
You represent not only yourself, but your ʻohana, your lāhui, and the ancestors who endured so future generations could rise beyond limitations placed before them.
Success & achievemnt in these spaces proves that Hawaiian excellence belongs everywhere in the world, not only in Hawaiʻi, but on every stage where leadership, intelligence, and resilience are needed.
DAWNELLE FINALLY DID IT….. Through three and a half grueling years at Syracuse University College of Law, I faced struggles that tested every part of my strength, financial hardship, sleepless nights, overwhelming pressure, and the heartbreaking pain of death in my family, both my fathers passed away.
There were moments when the weight of grief, sorrow and uncertainty made it seem impossible to continue, when making ends meet felt like its own full-time battle.
Yet even through the darkest days, I refused to give up. I looked up to my Heavenly Father and prayed and prayed and prayed.
It was in those prayerful moments that I was reminded to carry the memories of my loved ones with me as motivation, turning pain into perseverance and setbacks into determination.
Every late night studying, every sacrifice, and every obstacle became part of a journey defined not by defeat, but by resilience.
After years of struggle and unwavering persistence, I finally graduated with a law degree, proving that no hardship is stronger than the will to keep going and never surrendering your dreams.
REST IN PEACE DAD 5-1-26
Giles Anthony Forsythe LAIE BOY
My DAD was more than just a FATHER , he was a protector, a teacher, husband, leader and a quiet force that shaped who I am today.
His love wasn’t always spoken in words, but it was present in everything he did. It showed in the way he stood firm during hard times, in the sacrifices he made without complaint, and in the lessons he made sure I learned, no matter how tough they were.
He taught me how to survive. Not just in the basic sense, but in the deeper way, how to face life when it doesn’t go easy on you. He showed me how to stand up when things fall apart, how to keep going when giving up feels easier, and how to build something meaningful even when starting with nothing at all. He could fix anything with his bare hands.
The lessons weren’t always gentle, but they were real. And because of them, I carry strength I didn’t know I had. I carry resilience, determination, and the understanding that struggle isn’t the end of the story, it’s often where the story begins.
Everything I am becoming is rooted in what he gave me: the ability to endure, to create, and to rise. His love built the foundation, and his strength became my guide.
I honor him not just in words, but in the way I live my life, by continuing to make something out of nothing, just like he taught me.
DAWNELLE FORSYTHE JD
As a native of Hawaii, Dawnelle Forsythe L’26 lives in a small city of 44,000 on the Big Island of Hawaii. Back in the early 2000s, she wanted to become a lawyer, but the only law school in Hawaii was on Oahu, and the travel and expense was prohibitive. Instead, she went to work for the County of Hawaii Office of Housing and later the State of Hawaii Department of Hawaiian Home Lands under the Native American Housing Assistance and Self-Determination Act, which helps provide affordable housing to qualified native Hawaiians.
However, in 2019, two pivotal events made Forsythe reconsider law school. She says the first was “fate” when she saw an article about a newly established hybrid JDi program at Syracuse University that could enable her to earn a law degree without leaving home.
Around the same time, she accompanied her husband to observe a protest centering around the construction of a massive Thirty Meter Telescope at the top of Mauna Kea, the Big Island’s highest mountain and an area considered sacred by the native people.
When they arrived, over 100 protestors had formed a protective human wall in front of the kūpunas (revered elders). The kūpunas had sought to halt the construction of the 18-story telescope atop Mauna Kea and were blocking the road from construction vehicles, while the crowd chanted in support of preserving land put in trust for the Hawaiian people to ensure the continuation of their culture. As Forsythe watched, state troopers began removing those blocking the road.
“Some of the troopers were related to the aunties and uncles they were arresting, and many on both sides were crying together,” explains Forsythe. “It was such a somber event, and it made a lasting impact on me. I decided then that I had to go to law school to be an advocate for my ‘Ohana’ (family), the people of my community.”
She quit her current job at a hospital with only one thing in mind—the JDi program. “Not only would it allow me to stay at home, but I was drawn to its trial advocacy program that would help me become an attorney ready to go into court and advocate for people,” she says.
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CLINTON NAUNGAYAN, rest in peace 🙏
Today I remember my father in law not only for the day we lost him, but for all the days we were blessed to have him in our lives.
He was a loving, devoted man who always took care of his ʻohana and made sure his family felt protected and supported.
His strength, kindness, and steady presence meant so much to all of us.
Thank you for welcoming me into your ʻohana and for trusting me to love and care for your daughter and grandson. That is a gift I am forever grateful for.
I love you, Dad. You will always be in our hearts
RUSTYBOAR CULTURE
I’m always chasing fitness, whether it’s racing the clock skinning and deboning an animal, pushing hard on a kill, running, training, or moving iron.
Lately though, recovery has been getting harder and harder.
I’ll be 52 in a few months, and sometimes that older version of myself whispers, “You’re too old already…”NUFF ALREADY!!
But somehow, some way, I still show up.🤷🏽♂️
Let’s be real, we all grow older, and our bodies aren’t the same. The weights get heavier, we move a little slower, WOD numbers drop, and the times climb. But for me, there’s one small victory despite it all, by the grace of God, my bloodwork is phenomenal.
Health is wealth.
God is good.
STAY STRONG
