“If we can accept that we are the sum total of all past thoughts, emotions, words, deeds and actions and that our present lives and choices are colored or shaded by this memory bank of the past, then we begin to see how a process of correcting or setting aright can change our lives, our families and our society.”~Morrnah Nalamaku Simeona

There I was, sitting in sacred circle, cedar and sage smoke filling the room with a healing smell, and I stepped through the doorway to the moment of my birth. I watched as my head crowned and then I received myself with a warm blanket, brought me up to my heart, cradled and rocked me as that little babe and whispered in my ear, “You are made in the likeness of God. You are perfect. You are love, pure love. You will forget, but I am a powerful force from your future and I will remind you.”

Then, my mother. I see her in the hospital bed, her young face, and I hand my newborn self over to her and I say, “Thank you, good work, mother. Thank you. I love you. You have done so well.” I kiss her cheek.

Then, I went through every year, saw myself at every age and forgave myself, I said, “I’m sorry for your pain. I am sorry for what you’ve had to go through. I know it’s been hard. Thank you. I love you. I am here. All is forgiven. I forgive you. I choose love. I choose to unconditionally, without judgement, love myself. I am here from your future, and I will remind you that you are made of pure and perfect love. Thank you. I love you.”

Then, my mother. I call her forth to stand in front of me. Her physical soul self and her higher self. I see her. I take her face in my hands. I say, “Thank you. Thank you for birthing me. Thank you for your egg. Thank you for your sacred womb. Thank you for giving me this life, this body. I am sorry. I am sorry I blamed you for all that seemed wrong in my life story. I am so sorry. Please forgive me. I love you. I forgive myself. I see the perfect truth of our relationship now. I accept that I chose you for the perfect lessons having you as a parent would provide me. I accept responsibility. You were only responding to unconscious aspects of me. I choose to forgive you. I choose to forgive myself. I choose to love myself, unconditionally, without judgement. I choose to accept my power. I choose to love.”

Then, my father. Again, I say, “Father. Thank you for your seed. Father, thank you for being my father. Father, I chose you. Father, I forgive you. Father, I forgive myself. Father, I choose to smash and demolish all judgements or disharmony that has passed between us. I love you. Thank you.”

Then, I see my parents, standing in front of me, facing each other, and I see them forgive one another, as I have them, for all that passed between them. I see them declare love.

Then, all my grandparents, and their grandparents, twelve generations back, I call them in, I ask spirit and my angels and guides and the ascended masters to usher them in to stand behind me. I see them. I greet them. I smile. I say hello. I thank them.

I see them forgive one another. All of us, each other. I forgive them. I undo all that was done in the name of anything other than pure love. I declare my perfect likeness to God. I declare my being as pure love. I forgive. I thank. I honor. I acknowledge. We stand, together, united, I am the one who woke up to my programming, I am unplugged, I called them forth to let them know, and to undo, and restore. Then, I send them back from whence they came.

Sobs, broken cries, sniffles, made a chorus around the room. There I sat, with such noble and tender hearts, ready to make peace through the power of forgiveness.

This is the Ho’o’ponopono ceremony, taught by the Kahuna’s of Hawaii. Ho’o’ponopono means to set things right. So many of us, gathered in the name of reclaiming our power, forgiving all that has transpired, and declaring ourselves whole, complete, and perfect, pure and unwavering love.

I called in a circle of anyone, in my entire life, that I could remember, with whom I have had any disharmony. I named you. One by one. I went from current day to as far back as I could remember. Then, I said, “Thank you. I am sorry. Please forgive me. I love you. I forgive you. I forgive myself. I love myself. You were only responding to unconscious programming in me. You were showing me parts of myself so I could heal. I am so sorry. I love you. You are perfect. I am perfect. I undo, smash, demolish all disharmony between us. I am pure love and made in the perfect image of love and so are you.Thank you. I love you.

Then, we do the Ha breath. Purging the programming from our cells. Letting go of any thought forms that ever have us feel as though we are victims.

Breathing up from the earth, through the souls of our feet, up our body, through our hearts, out our heads, and HA! Over and over, with sage smudging, cedar burning, all fifty or so of us, breathing out our past.

We seal our practice with the sound of the bell. From head to toe, we seal it in. We declare, and promise, to ourselves, that we will make time each day to connect to source, which can be easily found by following the ebb and flow of our breath at the heart.

We remember that the intelligence that breathes us, that created the sun and the moon and the stars, is capable of paying our rent, if we only ask, from the heart, from that space and place of connection.

Ask, and it is given. Every time.

Thank you to Alaya Love for carrying the traditions of this lineage, and for being the elder who shows up. Thanks to everyone else who shows up for their inner work, too. 🙂 I love you.