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 Holding the Visionby Susan Pa’iniu Floyd
            The civil rights and liberties of our country are a precious gift and they
            are well worth preserving. Sometimes, however, in my enjoyment of those
            liberties, I can get so comfortable I don't want to rock the boat. Or
            perhaps so busy keeping my own life in balance that I don't see what's
            needed "out there". What if standing up to extend a helping hand didn't
            rock the boat? Or what if the boat rocking was fun?
           
            Early inhabitants of Mu, once a large continent in the Pacific, reached a
            similar place in their evolution. Their story, as told by Serge's hanai'd
            (adoptive) Hawaiian family, says they came from the Pleiades. Some of their
            race went to a different planet. For a long time they kept in touch
            telepathically. While life here on Earth grew more and more wonderful, the
            others were experiencing greater and greater difficulties, leading to the
            brink of war. They called to earth for help, but their brothers and sisters
            were so happy here, they turned a deaf ear. The other planet was destroyed
            and havoc was felt throughout the solar system. On earth, some lands sank,
            some pushed together to form high mountain ranges, volcanoes erupted,
            flooding happened. The survivors of Mu realized their "deaf ears"
            contributed greatly to the disasters because they had acted against their
            own beliefs of Aloha. With this understanding they vowed not to be
            complacent again and even traveled around the world to teach others how to
            be different, how not to do what they had done. I wouldn't be surprised if
            many of our teachers today are reincarnated Mu.
           
            Kala is the Huna concept that says we are connected to each other, to all of
            life, even to the far ends of the universe. What we do and don't do, what
            we say and don't say, what we focus on or don't focus on, makes a
            difference. It makes a difference to our experience of life and to some
            degree, effects others.
           
            Because we are so interconnected, helping others is a way of helping
            ourselves. It makes sense and it works. As my teaching takes me farther
            around the world, my awareness of "what's happening" is expanding. When I
            left Tibet last year, I found myself singing God Bless America. Relatively
            speaking, we have much greater freedoms here. I love my country. I love it
            like a child loves a parent. Blindly. Often without question. At some point
            in time, it's helpful if the child grows up and sees things through mature
            eyes: without judgment, yet with a real strong desire to preserve and
            strengthen what's good. Sometimes old patterns of feeling helpless manifest
            as anger and then I focus a bit too long on the problems. Since I am blessed
            to have learned just how effective the power of prayer, the power of the
            mind can be, I refocus and decide to help in the way I know best: The
            Hawaiian Shaman Way.
           
            Every day, after increasing my energy, and in addition to the healing work I
            do for myself, other people, places and nature, I am holding a vision for a
            country, a world, filled with honorable men and women, doing good things,
            saying good things, thinking good thoughts. Then throughout the day, I
            practice being that kind of person. These visions and actions reinforce the
            ideas needed to produce those experiences. Simple. Read the newspapers,
            watch the TV news, the reminders to send help are everywhere!
           
            This song I learned at the Dances of Universal Peace here on Kauai many
            years ago continues to inspire me, maybe it will inspire you too:
           
            Keeping the Peace,Holding the Vision,
 Living the Dream of a Higher Union.
 
            Holding the Vision - Part II
           
            I took a break from writing to do some house cleaning. I discovered an old
            file with correspondence from a shaman friend. As I leafed through it, I
            found myself reading a letter where he wrote about his idea for a booklet
            which would examine the above Mu story from different perspectives. (This is
            very Hawaiian. Songs, chants, and stories were often told on more than one
            level. This is called kaona, or inner meanings.)
           
            His idea was to see the story from a world view, which we just discussed.
            Then also to see the story as a metaphor for a relationship with a loved
            one. What can happen when a person doesn't see the signs, or ignores the
            other person's calls for help? Whether one is too busy or too self focused,
            the results can be detrimental to a relationship.
           
            The story can also be seen as a metaphor for our relationship between Lono
            and Ku, conscious mind and bodymind. If a person gets too busy or
            preoccupied with the mental realm and forgets the body, misses the cries for
            help or harmony, well, body havoc can happen: injury, illness, accidents
            etc. How often have we pushed ourselves beyond our limits, deadlines, too
            many things too do? The story teaches us, in each instance,that we are
            connected to all of life and that what one puts out comes back. (Some times
            faster than others.) Increasing awareness and extending assistance are good
            life practices that can bring healing to any realm. Mahalo, I thank you,
            Michael, for sharing this idea with me and I thank Spirit for guiding it to
            me now so I could share it with others.
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