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Hawaii, Ho'oponopono: A Mystery Journey Cloaked in Suspense

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Towards the end of 1998, my life would take a drastic turn. One I would not realize until February 1999. During this period, I was active on AOL in the psychic and spiritual groups for several years. I did tarot readings and channeled Spirit John. The people in these AOL groups would gather in the summer at someone’s house. I was always invited and requested to channel my spirit guide, John. This started to help me to ease out of my fear of going to places. I was diagnosed with agoraphobia and social anxiety. The summer gatherings always provided me with transportation. It felt as if I was around people who cared about me, which contributed to minimalizing my social anxiety. I was on medications for anxiety. I knew these people, so it mitigated my fear of going somewhere without my husband. In the 1990s AOL was, to me, the Golden Age of the Internet. People bonded. Like minds joined, and we cared about each other. I felt safe. Towards the end of 1998 fate took over.

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The Search for Oceanwynds on AOL

I regularly did tarot readings on AOL. One day a woman from Hawaii requested lessons. I said yes. A month passed, without us getting a chance to connect by phone. Finally, we did, and what she told me shocked me. She shared a vision she had about me. She was searching for me for four months. The vision informed her to find Ocean Winds on AOL. She was to find me and bring me to Hawaii to learn a Hawaiian Healing method. My spelling of that name was Oceanwynds. Her friend discovered me doing readings. The woman with the vision checked out the tarot group and knew I was the Oceanwynds she was looking for. I swallowed. Okay. I needed to end this phone call. I was going to say no, but my reply was different. I heard myself saying, I would need to discuss this with my husband. She offered a free round-trip ticket. I hung up. What possessed me to consider going? How could I? I didn’t know her. I wanted to say no, but I didn’t. I had never been to Hawaii, nor was it on my bucket list. I felt as if I was disconnected from my body while watching me talking to my husband. I lied to him. It was the first and only time. The lie was telling him that I knew her for years. I was requested to channel John and drum up business. After a lengthy conversation, he said go.

In Hawaii, the first week every morning I saw double rainbows. I was told this was not normal. My trip wasn't normal.

In Hawaii, the first week every morning I saw double rainbows. I was told this was not normal. My trip wasn't normal.

Landing in Oahu, Hawaii. I Had No Picture of My Hostess. Fear Crept Down My Spine.

February 1999, I boarded the first plane out of Cleveland International Airport in Ohio. My heart was beating fast. I glanced at the woman who sat next to me. She was reading the newspaper. I noticed on the front page was written John Flies. I closed my eyes and exhaled relief. I took it as a message from my spirit guide, whose name is John He was letting me know he was flying with me. We landed in St. Louis, Missouri. I ran to catch the flight to Oahu, Hawaii. I just made it in time. It was the largest plane I had ever been on, and fright crawled up my spine. Breathing to cope, I sat down on my seat and tried to calm myself. I was flying to Oahu, not knowing this woman. I started to think I was crazy until the pilot announced that this was the plane Pope John flew recently. I am not Catholic, but for me, it was a sign. I was safe.

We landed in Oahu an hour early. Panic was setting through me. The woman who flew me out is a Kahuna, and she doesn’t share pictures. I didn’t know what she looked like, nor did she have my picture. I am the only white person at the airport. How will I know her? What did I do? Why am I here? What possessed to come? Would I return home? I was scared.

To this day, I don’t know how I picked her out of the crowd. Her back was turned away from me, and she was on a paid phone. I ‘sensed’ tit to was her. I was correct. We hugged. I received a beautiful Hawaiian Lei. We got into her car.

My trip was for two weeks. I didn’t channel John except to her, but I did do a few free tarot readings for a couple of her friends. She took me to see an Auntie. An Auntie, to my knowledge, is a wise woman. I offered her several crystals. She offered me a reading. She loved the crystals I gave her. It was a beautiful moment.

We drove around Oahu. She pointed out where Pearl Harbor was and other locations. To her and my surprise, I was reciting information about the Island to her. Information I had no clue of, but it just flowed out of me. I never read books or articles about Hawaii. I never thought about going there.

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We went to many places; in each, I was able to share a little of the mythology of the island. I know that confused her. How would I know this information? It isn’t readily available. It confused me. Who and what was I channeling?

Receiving the Ho'oponopono and a Visit from Spirit at Night

On the 2nd full day, I was there, she handed me a folder with the Hawaiian Healing Method. It was titled Ho’oponopono. It was the course by Ihaleakala Hew Len Ph.D. The 12 steps of Ho’oponopono, which was first taught by Morrnah Simeona. . The woman I stayed with told me to study the material.

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Note: I am continuing to mention my hostess as the woman I stayed with or my Hostess because I don’t have the right to use her name. We lost contact a year or two later. Her being a Kahuna, I will respect to not give her name.

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That night I got woken up by a woman standing beside my bed. I shut my eyes, and reopened them, she was still there. This is a technique I use to see if it is real. I’ve seen a spirit since I was four years old. She was beautiful. Dark hair and she just glowed. She spoke to me. “You can’t go back to the Mainland until you go through the fire.”

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This is the only picture I still have from my visit.

This is the only picture I still have from my visit.

The Goddess Pele

Fire? She disappeared, and I went back to sleep. First thing in the morning I shared what happened to me, with my hostess. She informed me it was Goddess Pele. Goddess Pele? I never heard of her. I’m pagan, so a Goddess is not unusual for me She informed me who she was, the Volcano Goddess. She didn’t understand what was meant by the fire. Neither did I, until the following week.

When a God or Goddess seeks to teach you, they pull out all punches, or so I have learned. That fire burnt worse than any real fire. The second week, as I awoke, I stepped into the fire…

To be continued.....

Goddess Pele

Goddess Pele

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