Mana for the Doctor's Soul

Earlier this year, we heard from Dr. Lucinda Sykes of Meditation for Health about a scuba diver cutting a manta ray loose from fishing lines that had somehow ensnared it. This amazing story had reminded me of Dr. Ihaleakala Hew Len's comments about a "Gordian knot" of memories and data that entangles us -- and how Ho'oponopono cleaning can help us free ourselves. Today another colleague, Dr. Cheryl Feng from the California Center for Homeopathic Education , sent me a similar story -- this one about divers rescuing a humpback whale off the Farrallon Islands (near San Francisco) . The 45-to 50-foot whale was on her usual migratory route between the Northern California coast and Baja California when she got entangled in some nylon ropes that link crab pots. A crab fisherman spotted her, and called for help. Soon an entire team of divers from the Marine Mammal Center arrived to survey the situation . . . realizing that their only chance of freeing her was to dive into t

One question people frequently ask at Ho'oponopono live seminars and teleconference calls is whether or not it "works". By this, they generally mean "If I do this process, will I get what I want?" Tracey in Canada has even created a blog about this, called "Ho'oponopono Works" . There, she shares aspects of her life and Ho'oponopono's effects on herself and her family. Mabel Katz , Dr. Ihaleakala Hew Len , and Kamaile (who also trained with Morrnah and has been practicing Ho'oponopono for ~38 years) often say that you don't know what you're cleaning when you're doing it. To a scientist then, it's hard to say whether it "works" or not. In the midst of tragedy, I've received an answer. For many months, I prepared to give a talk on Homeopathy and Psychiatry at a conference in another city. This required over 100 hours of research, distilling, and organizing so that the audience would receive good information

Dear Readers, It seems I wasn't clear in transmitting the purpose(s) of this blog the other day. I have offended at least one person, and I apologize for this. From Kalea (Sunny) I received this comment that illustrated my unclarity: "I have an issue with what you've written and would like you to clarify this on your blog so your readers won't be misled!!! You wrote: This blog focuses on Self-Identity through Ho'oponopono as taught by Morrnah Simeona, Dr. Ihaleakala Hew Len, Mabel Katz, and the Foundation of I. Though it especially reaches out to people in healing professions as they work with patients or clients, its information may interest others too. Pam, please clarify "what" specifically reaches out to people in healing professions...and may interest "others" too. Are you talking about your blog or ho'oponopono. Because if it's ho'oponopono that you are writing about, you are completely wrong. I am 100 percent Hawaiian and my f

This blog focuses on Self-Identity through Ho'oponopono as taught by Morrnah Simeona , Dr. Ihaleakala Hew Len , Mabel Katz , and the Foundation of I . Though it especially reaches out to people in healing professions as they work with patients or clients, its information may interest others too. Dr. Hew Len often reminds us that the essence of Self-Identity through Ho'oponopono is knowing who we really are. Without this knowledge, we're sunk. So it was especially interesting to receive an email from someone asking (among other questions and assertions), "Who are you anyway?" Many of us have been asked similar questions, perhaps by parents or others disturbed by our behavior. The tone suggests we are impertinent and uppity somehow. This "Who do you think you are?" [to be doing/thinking/saying whatever we're doing, thinking or saying] is meant to shame or silence us. Such questions also present wonderful opportunities to remember who we really are: sp

I've just returned from a remarkable weekend in Woodland Hills, CA: attending one of Dr. Ihaleakala Hew Len's ho'oponopono seminars as a "review" student. Though the photo above is NOT Dr. Hew Len , it does depict the joyful (and somewhat impish) spirit he shows. Why would I attend a review session? Certain information remains the same, but each group and weekend experience is different. I always find new or deeper insights in what's shared. Even more importantly, I commit to the cleaning process itself -- again and again and again. It's a constant re-tuning for use in every moment. All seemed normal enough this weekend, until I awoke early Saturday morning in my hotel room to the smell of . . . wood smoke! No such smell was present when I went to bed. Where could this be coming from? I looked out the window: no flames or barbecue going on. I felt the door: no heat. All seemed eerily silent; no fire alarms were going off. And unlike earlier in the evening

Families can be challenging and loving all at the same time. We may practice ho'oponopono for many months or years with no seeming "results". Perplexing behavior patterns may appear as enduring as granite. And then change can blow through in an instant. For example, my family has dealt with alcoholism for many years -- just not openly or effectively. Long-suppressed forces erupted on Election Day, leading to hospitalization for one family member and hopefully recovery for all. It started with someone driving erratically, scaring people enough to call police . . . leading to eventual commitment for evaluation and treatment. It was as if something in this person demanded to be heard, manifesting enough craziness for people to finally "do something". Alcoholism often induces learned helplessness in family members; it had in mine until we were up against a wall. The scenario was wrenching, and yet I am grateful. I had nearly lost hope. We are working through the