'Aina

Today's story is about the land of Hawaii.

I am very close to this land, having been once alive here as a native Hawaiian. I have full memory of this past life.

So today we talk about 'aina (aye-nuh), or the land.

Ancient belief is that we are one with the land--she supports us, and we honor and respect her. Everything belongs to everybody. There is no buy or sell of land, much like with the Native American tradition, too. We all own it.

Last time when I was in Oahu, I decided to take my son to see this memorial. It is history. It is remembrance. It is a very nice place that is provided by the government for the people with free boat rides and free movie, and even lets people get onto military base. It is a little disconcerting because they do not let you bring in any backpack or purses. And the parking lot has high rate of break in to cars. But there is a 'locker' and for three dollars a bag the military will watch your bag for you...

What I remember is a fight amongst the people in the parking lot on the way in.

Woman, good Hawaii woman with aloha in her heart, was SCREAMING at the top of her lungs at some man who had gone past her waiting and zooooom went in and stole her spot!

She said, 'you SAW I was waiting, and you TOOK it! Don't leave your car! Don't leave your car here! Don't you DARE leave your car here!' and she implied she was going to damage it. (might I suggest a fish under the driver seat on a hot day?--just a thought--ed).

Nobody helped her. Her husband could not calm her down. And the offender? Resolute, unmoving, jaw set.

Another man and I we walk by, we shrug and I say, 'no aloha in her, huh?'  I also shrug and say, 'In L.A. it happens all the time--one F. you and flip of the bird and that's it. I wonder why she is so angry?'

If you are in Honolulu for any length of time, you will notice the airport is extremely active. For as many minutes as there are in the day that a plane can safely land, one is always coming. And another one is always going.

Those planes bring in passengers whose money that they spend is a life blood for the people.

cabin for second in command on the Missouri

'coffin bunks' for the enlisted

My mother is from the island of Sicily. Like most islands, Sicily has been an important stronghold for the military. It has been taken over many a time by one invader or the next.

The people have a sense of connection to their home, to the land, to their island. And they know and pass down this fact from generation to generation, including to me:  if someone overtakes where you are, don't be a hero, do your very best to blend in, and survive. You will outlast them!

Ni'ihau (knee-he-how-oo) is the seventh and smallest of the Hawaiian Islands. It is privately owned, and sold to one woman for ten thousands dollars in gold in the 1800's. (She was also offered Pearl Harbor and Waikiki) There is very little tourism on this island. And as a result, the income is with the military, who operates a small facility on the island but no one is stationed there. The workers commute from Kauai. Hawaiian is the first language of everyone there...here is more if you are interested: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Niihau


In 1886 the Prime Minister of the Hawaiian Kingdom, Walter Murray Gibson, gave a speech on the 'Progress of Hawaii since 1836'--to celebrate the Jubilee Birthday of King Kalakaua (who had died under dubious circumstances --http://reikidoc.blogspot.com/2012/08/he-mele-no-lilo.html)

Fifty years ago the tide flowed where now are some of our busiest streets; a small coasting schooner anchored where now may be seen steam vessels carrying the Hawaiian Flag across the ocean...Kalo patches and grass huts, unshaded by any tree, except where the cocoanut fringed the shore, have been replaced by substantial buildings and busy streets, and the whole shaded by such a wealth of lovely foliage...busy haunts of a commerce...brought with rapid strides to its present high condition by the wise and patriotic effort of the King whose jubilee we now celebrate.


It is also true that when the missionaries came to the islands, many people converted, and literacy rates went way UP across all the areas where the missionaries were.

The woman was angry because the Goddess in her has had enough.

There is collective memory of the past, which everyone can access,  where the people were one with their land, with their Gods, and with each other...

All of this has been taken away:

• western diet makes Native Hawaiian health very poor indeed.
• the 'melting pot' has all but destroyed Native Hawaiian Culture and Heritage (fortunately the immersion schools are making headway, and are accepting of all races into this education)
• the economy is so harsh that people work two or three jobs just to keep alive
• Hawaiian Gold Heirloom Bracelets, once on all of the women, have virtually disappeared--in its place are shady 'buy gold' shops in the strip malls
• the military presence since the original 'annexation' has never gone away.

No wonder there is a movement for the Kingdom of Hawaii to return!

Instead of picking 'one side' or 'the other', why not focus more on ourselves, our family life, our connection to the land, and our ability to 'make ends meet'?

Hawaii is an example for all of us too--it is more recent--but basically all of the western world has been taken over, and much of the eastern world too, by people who believe in the upside-down star--and everything that goes with it.

this medal is another example of 'hidden' Illuminati symbolism

It is time for the 'caretakers' of Gaia's inhabitants, the 'Anunaki', and whatever they did to our DNA (reduce it from twelve strands to two), to make some serious Pa'u opono--to nurture some very deep healing and justice--to those they had changed.

Our DNA is like a high-dimension fiber optic cable for Light.

They made the veil, the Anunaki, as well as other 'modifications'.

They quarantined us and separated us from Creator, both the Divine Masculine and the Divine Feminine.

What happened to the Kingdom of Hawaii is a smoking gun in their hand.

It is time for us to reconnect to what we are, and why we are here...to shake off the shackles of control, to release ourselves from the systems which control us.

And to govern as a people for ourselves again.

Not just the Kingdom of Hawaii, but the Kingdom of all Humanity.

Gaia wants us free.

Please think about what you can do to make it happen.

Listen to your heart.

Connect to source.

Follow your heart, listen to it.

And in small steps only you can do...take your sovereignty back.

It doesn't have to be fancy--it could be one plant that you love and care for every day--but in your HEART?

Set it free to love freely, to receive love,  and to intuit life for you, as it was created to do...






Aloha and Mahalos,
Namaste,
Peace,


Reiki Doc


P.S. all of the energy healing techniques--there were MANY in Japan---went away after the war, going 'underground' like Reiki. Our own Chujiro Hayashi did seppuko because he would not reveal secrets of Pearl Harbor and Honolulu layout to the Japanese.  The Goddess wants justice for this hiding of healing from humanity...please always remember and give thanks to Hayashi for his selflessness in keeping his honor pure for us.  http://reikidoc.blogspot.com/2013/06/with-respect-to-our-reiki-ohana-chijuro.html


P.P.S. This link was provided to me by a homeowner in Hawaii. It is an interview with someone who is uncovering the Dark Side of Hawaiian Homestead and was actually beaten unconscious and required nine stitches because of his investigative work. http://youtu.be/Y4XCUZFpeLY

He Mele No Lilo

As an old soul, I often am in touch with my past lives. For example, I have been a Jewish slave in Egypt. I have total recall of this, and I have met a handful of people who were key persons in that slave girl's life. (They didn't know who I was, but I knew who they were and what they did to me back then.)

Sometimes food will trigger a recollection. Sometimes travel. When I went to The Place of Refuge on Big Island, there was a festival of sorts for us tourists. All of the ancient arts were there with volunteers to share them. I made a bracelet out of straw woven plant material that I still have to this day, sixteen years later. The plant lady with the medicines intrigued me. In my heart I knew the indigenous peoples were a lot smarter than the rest of us in little white coats today.

But although the place seemed vaguely familiar, it was when I got my turn to ride in the outrigger canoe in the bay there, that my soul flipped out in the time department. In my joy I was neither 'here' nor 'there' in some unforeseen place in time. I wanted to stay in that boat forever. When I at last came to shore, I sat on rock at the point for a very long time, dipping my feet in the water. It was then that I found my two stones. They just 'popped up' in my sight, and I noticed them. They were there for me, a gift from the Island, the Menehune said. (I see fairies and menehune too)  One was the size of my palm, smooth, round, flat and red lava. The other was a matching size but white coral that had been shaped and worn smooth by the water.

Those stones helped me through residency so much! When I held them, one in each hand, white on the right, it would balance my energy. I used them a lot as I worked through my training. They are at my bedside today.

I have been back and forth to Hawaii many times since. My favorite is the chorus of little frogs at night that lull you to sleep.

But now we go into the title of this blog: He Mele No Lilo. It is the opening song from the movie Lilo and Stitch.

It makes me cry. It still does, whenever I listen to it. I cry at the movies, I cry on the airplane. Whenever I hear it, the tears flow out from someplace deep inside of me. I cannot stop it. I am not ashamed to let them flow. At the Lei Day festival in Honolulu watching the hula dancers, I cried to almost every song. A familiarity, a love I had not experienced before, and a significance I could not explain came through the music. It has something to do with my soul. Today I decided to learn why. I got online. Here is what I learned:

He Mele No Lilo is a song for the lost. The video is at the top of this blog post, with lyrics in Hawaiian.

Here is the translation to English: http://kapalama.ksbe.edu/elementary/lilo_and_stitch/he_mele_trans.html

There are names that keep being repeated: Kalakaua. Lili'ulani is the ruler of the land... I had to know more.

I looked up King Kalakaua on Wiki: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kalākaua
Not so good. A child king chosen in election when someone was more popular and expected to win? Someone more liberal with the people's interests? Why did he have to sign the Bayonet Constitution with a gun pointed at his head, giving away his political power as King? Why was he dead at sixteen, like Tutankamen?Sounds fishy. Who was his successor?

I looked up Queen Lili'uokalani on Wiki too: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Liliuokalani
Why were there no successors? Why did everyone who had a shot at the throne die in their teens?
It was even worse. Her brother King Kalakaua died while she was in London celebrating Queen Victoria's Golden Jubilee. She cancelled the rest of her trip in Europe. She was too upset to continue it. She came right home. It was not much later that she was forced to sign away her rights to the Kingdom as Queen, too. US ships came and took over the throne. She was put into the top floor of Iolani Palace, on house arrest, for two years. (No wonder why I never wanted to set foot in that place-ed)

Dole became president after overthrowing the Queen.

Here is her official statement:

I, Lili'uokalani, by the Grace of God and under the constitution of the Hawaiian Kingdom, Queen, do hereby solemnly protest against any and all acts done against myself and the constitutional government of the Hawaiian Kingdom by certain persons claiming to have established a Provisional Government of and for this Kingdom. That I yield to the superior force of the United States of America, whose Minister Plenipotentiary, His Excellency John L Stevens, has caused United States troops to be landed at Honolulu and declared that he would support the said Provisional Government. Now, to avoid any collision of armed forces and perhaps loss of life, I do, under this protest, and impelled by said forces, yield my authority until such time as the Government of the United States shall, upon the facts being presented to it, undo the action of its representative and reinstate me in the authority which I claim as the constitutional sovereign of the Hawaiian Islands.

— Queen Liliʻuokalani, Jan 17, 1893^[14

The whole tale reeks of the Illuminati.

What I know, and Wiki does not, for I have my Sources 'in the rafters' like Blossom Goodchild has said, is that the Hawaiian people are the Last Remnant of an entire continent of Lemuria. These natives had incredible psychic gifts. They could hold hands on the shore and create a giant force shield to keep attackers and their shields at bay. Is it possible that the Hawaiian Islands were part of the plan to take over the earth by the Cabal?  The name Molokai seems too close to Malech, a name for a Satanic character. Might the island of Lanai have some vortex sitting somewhere, or a stargate? Humpback whales come there between Lanai, Maui, and Big Island every year.  Whales are not stupid. Was the Dole plan to own and destroy the island of Lanai to make money off of pineapple OR to hide this important link to our Star brothers and sisters from everyone except than themselves? It is rumored that Molokai is the last big source of mana, Hawaiian Earth energy.  (The east side of Maui is reported to have it too. Karuna Reiki founder William Rand has a Center at that site. For classes and retreats.) Why place a leper colony on the island? Isn't that a sure trick to keep other people away? And now, in modern times, why are the islands of Molokai and Lanai suffering financially, much worse than the rest of the islands, who are suffering too?

Next time you hear the song Aloha'oe, please send love to the spirit of Lili'uokalani. With a pencil, while imprisoned on the top floor of her house, she wrote it. She was denied all other entertainment and contact with the outside world. But she translated and wrote the history of Hawaii in song, hoping in her heart that the culture and message of the past would be understood by people who would know what has to be done to free the Hawaiian people and return them to their heritage.

Is the song He Mele No Lilo in the movie Lilo and Stitch a cry to the future to set things right?
Or is it bragging rights from the Illuminati? What happened? What is there more for us conscious beings to know about the Truth of the Hawaiian people? Time will tell for certain.

Namaste,

Reiki Doc


Important Addendum May 10, 2013:
An open letter regarding the Kingdom of Hawaii, who is descended from Kamehameha. This resonates with me.
http://kauilapele.wordpress.com/2013/05/09/message-from-alii-nui-moi-edmund-k-silva-jr-of-the-kingdom-of-hawaii/