The Evidence
You must go into the dark in order to bring forth
your light.—Debbie Ford, The Dark Side of the Light Chasers
Many people had breakthroughs from the dinner
and from the Manifestation Weekend retreat. In
this chapter you can read their true stories, so
you have a sense of the power of the
ho’oponopono process.
Here’s one from Louis Green:
Dear Joe,
I want to thank you again for putting together
the evening with Dr.Hew Len.Thanks are also
in order to Suzanne for working on the details,
including ordering me a vegan dinner from the
Hyatt. I enjoyed sitting with you and Nerissa
and getting to know both of you, as well
as the other wonderful people at our table.
I felt privileged to have a front-row seat to hear
Dr. Hew Len and for his grace and generosity
in counseling me in response to my questions.
The two weeks following that night have brought
me many amazing experiences, which I will gladly
share with you. One thing that I had to remind
myself of is that Dr. Hew Len sought clearance
from the Divine to assist me, so that while I tried
to apply ho’oponopono as often as I could
remember, which turned out to be sporadically,
I was still benefiting from his prayers.
I Received the Request for Dr. Hew Len Stories Right After Listening to the Recording
The first experience I will mention is the e-mail
from Suzanne inviting stories and responses
from the evening with Dr. Hew Len.
Interestingly, I purchased Life’s Missing
Instruction Manual and downloaded the
MP3 recording of you and Dr. Hew Len. I had
literally just finished another listening to the
recording when I found Suzanne’s e-mail in my
in-box.
My Lawsuit Went National with No Publicity
The second experience is pretty incredible. I had a
new lawsuit to file before I left for Austin on
February 23. I couldn’t get everything together in
time to make the post office before I left, so I
mailed it the next morning from an Austin post
office (February 24). Inexplicably, my materials
got lost in the mail, and didn’t arrive at their
destination for filing until Monday, March 6.
I belong to a Listserv for consumer advocate
attorneys from around the country. Last Friday
afternoon, an attorney from Connecticut posted
a capsule summary of a case that had been filed
in Canadian County,Oklahoma, and asked if
my colleagues in Tulsa had filed it. I almost fell
over. It was my case. I e-mailed her back and
called her office to find out how she found out
about it.Then, I spent the next hour trying to
find something on Google. No luck.
She e-mailed me back and said that she subscribes
to an online service called Courthouse News
Services (www.courthousenews.com),which has
stringers (and probably moles) who monitor
legal filings and opinions from around the
country and report important, significant, or
simply intriguing developments.The one-
paragraph synopsis* appeared on the front page,
right column, of the web site, and I had sent out
no publicity on the case. Ironically, the client’s
father had visited my office earlier in the day,
and I had to reassure him that I believe in my
heart that we have a strong case to take to trial.
It blows my mind to think that out of thousands
of cases that are filed every day, mine made the
news.
A Dinner I Arranged at the Last Minute Attracted Record Attendance
I’m on the board of our local vegetarian group,
and our monthly meetings are usually on the
second Saturday of the month.When I checked
with the president about a place for the March
meeting, I found out that no arrangements had
been made. I volunteered to pick up the ball. On
Tuesday, February 28, I went to the top
restaurant on my list, only to find out that the
owner was out of town until Friday, March 3,
but they’d leave a message for her to call me
when she got back in town.
That wouldn’t work.
The next day,Wednesday, March 1, I went to a
Thai restaurant that had been open for only a few
months. I spoke to the manager and asked if they
could do a vegetarian dinner buffet. I told him
that based on my experience, 20 people would be
a lock, and a really good turnout would be a little
over 30. He said they could do it, but would want
a $100 deposit to make sure that they wouldn’t
take a hit if they bought a lot of extra food and no
one showed up. I picked the menu, and it was an
incredible deal: vegetarian sushi, soup, four
entrées, dessert, and tea for $8. He said he would
check with the owner, and I’d have to arrange for
the deposit check. On March 2, we were able to
confirm it. I wrote a short announcement that the
could take and put into our...
*Yukon Chevrolet and Fifth Third Bank have been
sued for fraud in Canadian County Court,
Oklahoma, by a man of limited mental capacity
who says he won a prize in Yukon’s “scratch and
win” ad, and when he showed up to claim it, was
detained for five hours in a high-pressure sales
ordeal and coerced into buying a new truck,
which defendants did not let him return the next
day.
...e-newsletter and e-mailed it to her.The dinner
would be Saturday,March 11, and I requested
RSVPs by Thursday, March 9 at 5:00 P.M.
Normally, our president gets the monthly
newsletter out by a coupleof days either before or
after the first of the month. Most people get their
newsletter by e-mail, and some get it by snail
mail.We also post it atlocal health food stores and
libraries.This time around, the president didn’t
have time to put out a newsletter, and basically
sent out my e-mail to her as the announcement
on Sunday night, March 5.The snail mail notices
went out by postcard on Monday, and there were
no public postings. I was beginning to think that
we’d be lucky to get our 20 for the dinner.
On Monday, the RSVPs started to trickle in. I
heard from a couple of people.A few more came
in on Tuesday, so I thought we’d get the 13
minimum we guaranteed with the deposit.
However, starting on Wednesday, the RSVPs
came pouring in like never before. By the end
of the day, we were up to 37. It occurred to me
that we might experience a different kind of
problem, so I called the manager and asked him
what the capacity of the restaurant was; he said
65.The responses kept rolling in on Thursday,
and by the time we hit our deadline, we were up
to 55. I was not very productive at work that day
because I was so excited and focused on checking
my e-mail every few minutes (attractor factor?). I
called the manager and asked if they could
handle that many, and he said,“Sure.”
I take a kabbalah class on Thursday evenings and
didn’t get home that night until after 9:00. I
checked phone and e-mail, and received even
more reservations.The count got up to 67. I
began to seriously think about what to do with the
overflow. My brilliant idea was to see if I could
get the late responders who were begging to be
able to attend to come a little later. More
responses came in on Friday and Saturday.We
got up to a stunning number of 75.
The event was a raging success! Not everyone who
reserved attended, and a few showed up who didn’t
reserve at all (typical).The energy in the restaurant
was awesome, as before long we had filled every
seat in the place.This made a great impression on
several people who had made the Thai buffet their
first event. Some of the old-timers who were
founding members over 10 years ago said that this
was the recordattendance for a Vegetarians of
Oklahoma event. Staggering the seating worked
perfectly.There were some who came for dinner
and had to move on to other Saturday evening
activities.There were always seats available for
those who came later.The people at the restaurant
were understandably pleased because they’d
never had a group that large in before.
Rental Car Miracles
I rented a car to go to Austin because I didn’t
want to put the extra wear and tear on mine. I
compared rates and figured out that I’d do just
as well to rent a car for a week as just renting
from Wednesday to Monday. I got a good price
online to rent a midsize car, which I thought
would be more comfortable than a compact.
When I got to the rental agency, I found that
there were very few vehicles on the lot. I did
happen to notice that they had two orange
Chevy HHRs, which have a cool “street rod”
look.When I went to the counter, I was told
that they didn’t have any midsize cars to rent
me. I asked if I could have an HHR, and they
said that I could, even though they were
classified as full size for some reason. I
thought it would be cool to rent an orange
hot rod to drive to Austin, since orange is
one of the school colors for the University of
Texas, my alma mater.
However, when I drove it off the lot and to my
office, I realized that while the car was neat-
looking on the outside, it was cramped inside
with bad sight lines. I wanted to return it.
However, I needed the car to get to my office
and to run some errands. I couldn’t get it
returned during the day. I contacted the
agency about swapping the car for a more
conventional sedan, but they said that they
still didn’t have what I wanted on the lot,
and that I’d have better luck in the morning.
I packed overnight and in the morning. When I
went out to the HHR to throw in my suitcase, I
discovered to my horror that the car had a
noticeable door ding on the rear passenger’s
door. Of course, I always decline the extra
insurance, and I didn’t remember seeing the
dent the day before, so I thought I was screwed.
thought that I’d go ahead and hang on to the
car for a week and see if I could figure
something out. I left much later than I wanted
to, around 12:30 P.M.on a Thursday, and got
into Austin around 6:30.
Fast-forward to Saturday evening at 5:00 P.M., an
hour before I wanted to get to the Hyatt for the
event with Joe and Dr. Hew Len. I had spent too
much time worrying about the dent and what I was
going to do. I was at a shopping center in North
trying to find a disposable digital camera, with
no luck.When I got back into my car to drive back
to my hotel, it was getting dark and there was a
rain. I stopped at a place preparing to merge onto
a busy street, when I felt a sudden smack. I had
been rear-ended. Immediately, I was thinking, Oh
shit, first the door ding, then this. I have a dinner
in an hour that I’ve already paid for and I need
time to shower and change. On top of everything,
this was a high-traffic area, even on a Saturday
evening. I got out of the HHR after first grabbing
the rental registration information.A young black
man met me in the street.“My tires,” he said.
“I’ve got to get new tires for my car. I couldn’t
get it stopped.” Not a good thing to tell a lawyer,
I thought. I said,“Crap, this is a rental car!”We
walked to the back of the HHR to survey the
damage.We both looked and were stunned.
“There’s no damage,” the fellow said.
“There’s no damage. Praise Jesus!” Being
Jewish, I thought that was amusing, but I looked
myself and couldn’t believe it. Incredibly, he was
right—there was no damage.This car was
apparently made with collapsible plastic. I knew
that I was going to be sore, but I didn’t want
to stick around and make a big deal of this. I
wanted to get back to my hotel.We shook hands
and went our separate ways. I was able to make
the dinner and sit at Joe and Nerissa’s table.
I did some serious Ho’oponopono-ing about what
to do about the door ding. I put off doing anything
else about it until a couple of hours before I was
supposed to return the car without penalty. I
in the phone book and found a place that did
paintless dent repair.The guy at the shop gave me
an estimate of $95, but it would take him a few
hours to complete the repair.That would put me
into a rental penalty, which I really didn’t want to
happen. I asked what to do, and the answer came
clearly. Be honest. Call the local office of the
rental agency and fess up. If they wanted to jam
me on the repair, I at least had an estimate. I did
call, and the guy on the phone told me not to have
the car worked on,but to bring it by so they could
check their records and survey the dent them-
selves. I said,“Fine.” I took the car back and left
it parked in the return lane.The customer service
lady started scanning the bar code and taking
readings on the HHR. I told her what was going
on, and she sent me to the office/trailer. I found
the guy whom I talked to on the phone, and he
punched the car’s identification number in on his
computer. Miracle II:The damage was already
noted on their records. I was not responsible.
Hallelujah! I was home free!
My Sister Was Offered Her Dream Job
My sister called one week after the evening with
Joe and Dr. Hew Len. She’s a vice president for
a division of a very large, well-known company.
She was contacted by a headhunter to find out
if she would be interested in what she described
as her dream job. She didn’t want to tell me the
details on the phone. Instead, she e-mailed me
the job description she received from the
recruiting agency. I was knocked over. Let’s just
say that the company is a luxury brand, and all
have to do is tell you one word, the company
name, and that would say it all.A few months
later, she was hired!
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Here’s another:
While I was attending a Landmark Forum three-
day seminar in October 2006, Joe’s shortcut to
healing literally stopped the gushing waters.The
nonstop gushing happened during the exercise
called “beingwith people” or something like that.
In order to “be with people” the seminar leader
divided 74 people into four rows, and then we
took turns, one row at a time, just being with
people by looking them in the eyes without
talking. I was in Row Three.
The seminar leader called Row One to step up
onstage and face us,the audience.They looked
at us sitting in our seats.We looked back. Then
Two was ordered up to the stage and Row Two
stood one foot away from (but facing) Row One.
were left looking into each other’s eyes for three
minutes.Then Row Two was asked to leave the
stage and return to their seats.Again, Row One
was left onstage to look at us in our seats and
us to look at them onstage.
The closer it got to my time onstage, the more
I realized I was stressing, but I had no idea why.
My hands started to sweat and I noticed I also
fidgeted in my seat.The task at hand seemed
simple enough. I had always given great eye
contact during conversations with strangers and
friends my whole life. I would be just fine.
Then I remembered that at my first Landmark
seminar the forum leader shared his story of
when he first experienced this same exercise.
He said that when he participated in this
exercise as an attendee over 20 years before,
his knees shook so hard that an assistant from
the seminar placed his jacket between his knees
to stop the noise.
Thinking back to what he said, I felt like leaving
the room. I told myself that I didn’t need to
continue the exercise, that I was great looking
people in the eye already! But I knew that leaving
the room wouldn’t be tolerated. So I stayed in my
seat, sweating and fidgeting.
The first time my row was invited onstage was to
stand one foot away from another row and look
into their eyes.Whew! I don’t have to look at 50
people. I just have to look at one! I thought.We
got positioned and the seminar leader started
guiding us through our three-minute process of
self-discovery.Within the first 10 seconds I was
crying uncontrollably, gushing water, and I had
no idea why. I couldn’t stop crying. Every time
I looked at my partner across from me I just
sobbed.“Row Three, please exit to your left,”
I heard. I said “Thank you” to my partner and left.
What the hell happened to me?! I was supposed to
listen to what my inner voice told me, but I never
heard a thing! I was just overwhelmed—no words.
I didn’t learn anything! What kind of exercise is
this?! I was confused, embarrassed, and left to
ponder my experience as the exercise continued
on the stage in front of me.“Row Three, please
stand, turn to your right, and go to the stage.”
Aaaaaargh! Not again! my mind screamed.
Now my row was facing the people seated
offstage. I survived the three minutes this time
because I just didn’t look at people who were
looking at me. Now Row Four was ordered onto
the stage and a new partner was standing in front
of me, one foot away from my face.This time I
was face to face with a kinder older woman who
smiled at me shyly.“Okay, I think I can handle it
this time,” I told myself. But then the tears
started gushing as soon as the exercise began.
Each time I looked into my partner’s eyes the
tears just gushed and I turned away. She quietly
tried to comfort me by telling me everything was
going to be okay. I was embarrassed and
confused by my unexplained tear gushes. The
seminar leader was directing all of us to listen to
what was inside our heads—what we said to
ourselves. But my voice wasn’t talking.
Then I suddenly remembered that I could fill my
head with thoughts instead of trying to listen to
my thoughts. My inner voice wasn’t talking to me,
anyway. Once I put thoughts in my head that
were better than what was there, I immediately
looked again at my partner and thought,Thank
you. I love you.Thank you. I’m sorry. I love you.
Thank you. I immediately got comforted and
was filled with appreciation and love for the
woman across from me. I felt better and the
gushing stopped. I was looking at her and I was
not gushing tears.
To my surprise, my partner started crying.Tears
started streaming down her face and her head
started shaking slightly back and forth as she
whispered,“Now you’re making me cry.” I just
kept sending her my private thoughts:“Thank
you. I love you. I’m sorry. Please forgive me.
Thank you.”And so on.Then my partner was
directed off the stageand I was left standing
again in front of 50 people who were directed to
look and evaluate me and my row. But now I was
at total inner peace and I was able to look at
people who were looking at me. In fact, I sought
them out. I looked only at people who were
looking at me. I felt so much better! I could be
me with strangers! I loved everybody and really,
really appreciated them.
Soon the exercise was completed and the seminar
continued; then we had a short break.The kind
woman who had been my last partner sought me
out and we talked about our experience. I told
her I was obviously scared of people but I never
knew it. She told me she felt like we really
connected and went on to say that the seminar
was helping her, too, because she realized she
had a difficult time accepting love from others.
Well, then it was obvious I had to share with her
the healing technique I used to make me stop
crying when we were onstage together. She
started crying.We hugged and then parted to
continue our short break.
Nerissa Oden
TheVideoQueen.com
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Earlier this year, I discovered that an employee of
mine had been taking larger sales commissions
than she should have.This amounted to hundreds
of dollars in loss to me and my small business.
She refused to take responsibility for these actions.
She is a hardworking employee who would not
get another job in our small town making the
kind of money she does with me. I had
compassion for her, but I was also very angry
and hurt. In the days that followed, I couldn’t
speak to her except about specific work-related
subjects, and I could barely look at her. I didn’t
know what to do. I turned to Joe, and what
happened next was truly amazing. He thanked
me for contacting him.Then he gave me specific
steps to take to clear the energy. First, I needed
to understand that I attracted the situation—not
easy to do, but essential to the process.Then I
forgive myself, the employee, and the energy
surrounding the problem. Next I must set new
for how I want the situation to.be and begin
repeating Dr. Hew Len’s healing words,“I’m
sorry. Please forgive me.And I love you.”The
result was extraordinary. I wrote the following
note to Joe after I completed the process:
Dear Joe,
Your suggestions were so right on. After I read
them I had to drive from Wimberley to Austin,
and I did each step that you laid out. It was
simply amazing. I took plenty of time to under-
stand that I truly attracted this and then forgave
myself, my employee, and the energy surrounding
it. I set new intentions and repeated that
phenomenal Hawaiian healing method many
times. By the time I reached Austin I felt like a
ton of bricks had been lifted from my chest and
stomach.
After I followed Joe’s suggestions, the energy
completely shifted inside of me.The anger and
hurt were gone. It was truly amazing.The
working environment with my employee is fine
now. Suzanne, if anyone asks me if this system
really works, I say it absolutely works!
Victoria Schaefer
Publisher, Pedal Ranch Publications
Wimberley,Texas
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Here is a testimonial submitted by
Denise Kilonsky, Shreveport, Louisiana.
This is a dream I was given in October 2006 that
fits in perfectly with Ho’oponopono.
I saw a world without prisons because there was
no need for them as a result of the philosophy of
Ho’oponopono. The simplicity of the message of
Ho’oponopono that was shared by Dr. Hew Len,
Joe, myself, and others who practice it was being
shared all over the world in programs and
seminars.These programs taught people,
especially young children, how to love
themselves, and in so doing to love one another.
I saw myself in my dream teaching seminar after
seminar attended by thousands and thousands of
people. In these seminars I was inspiring people
to remember who they truly are, their Divine
nature, and what to do to be that person—to
remember that their true nature is to love.
In this dream, I saw a teenage youth gang member
pointing a gun at another gang member’s head,
threatening to shoot him.The youth under threat
just attended my seminar at his school. He kept
talking about a miracle and wanted his tribe to
experience the miracle, too. But they were sick
and tired of hearing about it!
In this seminar, he remembered his true nature.
He was sharing his revelation with his fellow
gang members and they felt threatened by his
message because it was all too simple and it
just seemed too easy and hoaxy.
You see, in the seminar this young gang member
had attended, he walked onto the stage and shot
me in the gut.As I lay on the floor, my blood and
life force flowing out of my body, I had the youth
brought over to me and I embraced him and I
whispered in his ear,“Please forgive me. I love
you.”And I died in his arms, embracing him with
every ounce of love in my being. In that instant,
youth got the message. As he embraced my dead
body, he whispered to me through his sobs and
tears,“Please forgive me. I love you.” In that
instant, life force returned to my body and we
were both filled with a beautiful golden light that
was so powerful everyone in the audience and
for miles around us could feel the love we two
generated together.
As this love energy was noticed by those it
touched, it grew larger and larger and spread out
farther and farther. But not everyone was willing
to notice yet.The young gang member this story
is about, this young man who now held a gun to
his own brother’s head, was unwilling to notice
and receive the love.The saved youth said to him,
“Please forgive me, I love you,” and embraced
him and loved him as if he were loving and
all the darkest parts of himself. And then it
happened! The two were filled with the golden
glow of love energy, and the other youth took the
time to notice it and receive this love he was
given.When he received it he said to the other,
“Please forgive me. I love you, brother. Please
me.”
Guess what happened next?
The two were filled with a beautiful golden globe
of love energy, which grew larger and larger.As
it filled the room and touched each gang member
—and they, too, noticed the love and received it
—this golden love energy poured out into the
streets and for miles and miles around.As others
noticed, they passed it on and this golden love
energy grew and traveled farther and wider until
the entire globe was filled with love.
This is the Golden Age, the Age of Love.This is
why we have been given this gift of
Ho’oponopono, to remember who we are and
that our true nature is to love.We all just want to
be loved.
It’s a beautiful dream, isn’t it? The story of
Ho’oponopono would make a beautiful movie. I
think of the movie Pay It Forward and what an
that is making in the world.The world is ready
for Ho’oponopono.
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Within the first seven days after I returned home
from Joe Vitale’s very first Manifestation
weekend, I could hardly count the number of
miracles that happened. Like a sponge, I soaked
up all the energy, the lessons, and the message,
and my results continue to manifest at lightning
speed.
To name a few of my tangible results: New clients
flock to me. New contracts seem to appear out of
thin air. I’ve been approached for countless joint
ventures. My opt-in list has increased by more
than 300 percent (at the time of this writing).
I’ve been asked to make a number of celebrity
appearances, and I can hardly keep up with all
the amazingly inspired ideas that come to me
out of the clear blue sky.
To think, just three months earlier, I was an
unknown in my industry.
All of this happened without force, without trying,
and without any real effort on my part. It has all
quite literally flowed to me easily,effortlessly,
abundantly.When I get an inspired idea, I now
take action immediately, and I am positively
blown away by the results.
I have frequently used the ho’oponopono “eraser
method” to growmy business exponentially, and
can’t wait to see what I create next, as I continue
to return to the whiteboard and clean, clean, clean.
Thank you, Joe and Dr. Hew Len!
Eternally grateful,
Amy Scott Grant
http://thesuccessmethod.com
http://newsuccess.org
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Joyce McKee wrote:
During the past year, I took on a new role: I was a
caretaker. My mother left her home of many years
to relocate nearer her daughters,partly because
of some challenges in our lives. Shortly thereafter,
my sturdy, lifelong-rock matriarch was diagnosed
with congestive heart failure and small-cell lung
cancer. Wonderfully and gracefully, she chose to
live out her remaining time with her daughters.
She decided not to pursue cancer treatment at
her age, 88 years old. So the medical
professionals told us she would soon be out of
time in this life.
The previous May, I attended Joe Vitale’s Beyond
Manifestation weekend and learned of Dr. Hew
Len and his Ho’oponopono practice. I was
intrigued. Hearing of the amazing results with
the mentally ill criminals when he went inward
to clean and clear himself impacted me greatly.
The universe is so gracious and provides the
teacher when the student is ready.The timing was
perfect. My main question that weekend was
“How can I be used to help my mother in her
dying process?”
I was willing to show up and acknowledge to the
universe that I am 100 percent responsible for
my life—all of my life, including.Mother. So I
used what I had learned. I went inward and
constantly cleaned and cleared.
The effects for my mother and me were simple
yet exquisite. She remained clear of mind, pain-
free, and able to take care of herself until the
end.Yes, there were small crisis events when she
needed the drugs supplied by Hospice; yet she
was able to handle these situations in the comfort
of home and was rushed to the hospital.Those
were transition-in-training moments, preparing
us both for the final occasion when she would
cross over to the other.
The greatest gift was she lived on into“overtime.
” She lived well past the forecasts. Each morning
she was surprised to wake and greeted me with a
cheery “Guess what, I got another day!”We had
time for all the words of love to be exchanged
and for just casual time together.We had time to
truly prepare for her transition. I came to
experience fearlessness about the process of
Mother leaving us. She knew where she was
going and so did I.When we had those tense
moments of labored breathing, we saw the grace
of God and there was no fear.Wow, what a gift!
The Ho’oponopono practice, along with my
prayers, changed the way I approach life.The
feeling of empowerment I experienced and still
experience is wondrous.To know that I can have
an active role not only in my life, but also in the
lives of others leads me to constantly, moment
by moment, seek the Source of All.
~~~~~~~~~~~
Here’s another:
When I attended the Manifestation weekend in
May 2006 I was still feeling the emotional and
financial pain of a $1.2 million contract that fell
apart with a multi billion-dollar oil company
midway into the contract.This was due to
numerous internal issues in the oil company.
All the way home and for days afterward I said,“I
love you. I’m sorry. Please forgive me.Thank you.
”A couple of days after arriving home I started
feeling weak, sneezing, and coughing. I knew that
it was my body releasing.
Shortly afterward, I had a discussion with a
marketing expert, and during our conversation
there was shift inside my body and in my
perception of the entire situation with the oil
company. He simply asked me what was the
largest amount of money a client paid me in one
year to help the client reduce pain in the
workplace.
I told him $600,000, and then he said,“Wendy,
you are there.You can use that to build an empire.
How many people can make that claim?” In a
flash I was able to see all the good instead of all
the bad. Instead of only noticing the $200,000
they did not pay me, I was able to see the value
in the $600,000 they did pay me.
I was able to see that focusing on the positive
aspects turned on my passion, and this inspired
me with ideas instantly.A light went on and I was
in awe of something huge that had just happened
inside of me. It was like there was light all
around me that extended way out beyond my
physical surroundings.
For two years I was the victim and angry with the
people in the company who did what they did,
and in an instant I was thanking them.
Shortly afterward, I developed pain in my left leg.
I could not understand what had happened. I
tried everything—massage, stretching, hot baths.
Then I went to a Chinese medicine doctor who
“read” my body and told me that I had been
under a great deal of stress and that the pain was
related to my gallbladder meridian—the anger
meridian.
The energy was stuck and that was causing the
pain. I was given four treatments of energy to
release the stuck anger, and the pain left my body.
My body had been holding on to the anger I felt
toward the big oil company, and when my
perception changed it was ready to come out—
only it got stuck!
Months after this experience, I discovered that my
contact at the oil company who was instructed to
break the contract with me refused to hurt another
person and he quit his job.The department has
been broken up and the services I provided are
being handled in another department.
This energy clearing cleared the way for me to
finish my e-book and launch my new web site at www.getinsideyourcomfortzone.com. The launch
the e-book has created opportunities that I had
not thought of.
It has been a dream of mine to teach the masses
how to get out of pain from computer work. I
am being given the opportunity to be the
ergonomist for three popular web sites (so far),
to answer questions about ergonomics, and to
market my e-book, services, and other programs.
Perfect-size companies are calling me to consult
with their employees to teach them how to get
out of pain.The contracts are small and quick so
that I have time to develop all the new
inspirations that continue to come to me.
In addition, I am now teaching the Law of
Attraction as a licensed and certified strategic
attraction coach at www.theuniversallawof
attraction.com.
The breakthrough I had shortly after the weekend
was most definitely related to Ho’oponopono. It
helped clear out the old to make room for the
new.There is no other explanation.
Wendy Young
You must go into the dark in order to bring forth
your light.—Debbie Ford, The Dark Side of the Light Chasers
Many people had breakthroughs from the dinner
and from the Manifestation Weekend retreat. In
this chapter you can read their true stories, so
you have a sense of the power of the
ho’oponopono process.
Here’s one from Louis Green:
Dear Joe,
I want to thank you again for putting together
the evening with Dr.Hew Len.Thanks are also
in order to Suzanne for working on the details,
including ordering me a vegan dinner from the
Hyatt. I enjoyed sitting with you and Nerissa
and getting to know both of you, as well
as the other wonderful people at our table.
I felt privileged to have a front-row seat to hear
Dr. Hew Len and for his grace and generosity
in counseling me in response to my questions.
The two weeks following that night have brought
me many amazing experiences, which I will gladly
share with you. One thing that I had to remind
myself of is that Dr. Hew Len sought clearance
from the Divine to assist me, so that while I tried
to apply ho’oponopono as often as I could
remember, which turned out to be sporadically,
I was still benefiting from his prayers.
I Received the Request for Dr. Hew Len Stories Right After Listening to the Recording
The first experience I will mention is the e-mail
from Suzanne inviting stories and responses
from the evening with Dr. Hew Len.
Interestingly, I purchased Life’s Missing
Instruction Manual and downloaded the
MP3 recording of you and Dr. Hew Len. I had
literally just finished another listening to the
recording when I found Suzanne’s e-mail in my
in-box.
My Lawsuit Went National with No Publicity
The second experience is pretty incredible. I had a
new lawsuit to file before I left for Austin on
February 23. I couldn’t get everything together in
time to make the post office before I left, so I
mailed it the next morning from an Austin post
office (February 24). Inexplicably, my materials
got lost in the mail, and didn’t arrive at their
destination for filing until Monday, March 6.
I belong to a Listserv for consumer advocate
attorneys from around the country. Last Friday
afternoon, an attorney from Connecticut posted
a capsule summary of a case that had been filed
in Canadian County,Oklahoma, and asked if
my colleagues in Tulsa had filed it. I almost fell
over. It was my case. I e-mailed her back and
called her office to find out how she found out
about it.Then, I spent the next hour trying to
find something on Google. No luck.
She e-mailed me back and said that she subscribes
to an online service called Courthouse News
Services (www.courthousenews.com),which has
stringers (and probably moles) who monitor
legal filings and opinions from around the
country and report important, significant, or
simply intriguing developments.The one-
paragraph synopsis* appeared on the front page,
right column, of the web site, and I had sent out
no publicity on the case. Ironically, the client’s
father had visited my office earlier in the day,
and I had to reassure him that I believe in my
heart that we have a strong case to take to trial.
It blows my mind to think that out of thousands
of cases that are filed every day, mine made the
news.
A Dinner I Arranged at the Last Minute Attracted Record Attendance
I’m on the board of our local vegetarian group,
and our monthly meetings are usually on the
second Saturday of the month.When I checked
with the president about a place for the March
meeting, I found out that no arrangements had
been made. I volunteered to pick up the ball. On
Tuesday, February 28, I went to the top
restaurant on my list, only to find out that the
owner was out of town until Friday, March 3,
but they’d leave a message for her to call me
when she got back in town.
That wouldn’t work.
The next day,Wednesday, March 1, I went to a
Thai restaurant that had been open for only a few
months. I spoke to the manager and asked if they
could do a vegetarian dinner buffet. I told him
that based on my experience, 20 people would be
a lock, and a really good turnout would be a little
over 30. He said they could do it, but would want
a $100 deposit to make sure that they wouldn’t
take a hit if they bought a lot of extra food and no
one showed up. I picked the menu, and it was an
incredible deal: vegetarian sushi, soup, four
entrées, dessert, and tea for $8. He said he would
check with the owner, and I’d have to arrange for
the deposit check. On March 2, we were able to
confirm it. I wrote a short announcement that the
could take and put into our...
*Yukon Chevrolet and Fifth Third Bank have been
sued for fraud in Canadian County Court,
Oklahoma, by a man of limited mental capacity
who says he won a prize in Yukon’s “scratch and
win” ad, and when he showed up to claim it, was
detained for five hours in a high-pressure sales
ordeal and coerced into buying a new truck,
which defendants did not let him return the next
day.
...e-newsletter and e-mailed it to her.The dinner
would be Saturday,March 11, and I requested
RSVPs by Thursday, March 9 at 5:00 P.M.
Normally, our president gets the monthly
newsletter out by a coupleof days either before or
after the first of the month. Most people get their
newsletter by e-mail, and some get it by snail
mail.We also post it atlocal health food stores and
libraries.This time around, the president didn’t
have time to put out a newsletter, and basically
sent out my e-mail to her as the announcement
on Sunday night, March 5.The snail mail notices
went out by postcard on Monday, and there were
no public postings. I was beginning to think that
we’d be lucky to get our 20 for the dinner.
On Monday, the RSVPs started to trickle in. I
heard from a couple of people.A few more came
in on Tuesday, so I thought we’d get the 13
minimum we guaranteed with the deposit.
However, starting on Wednesday, the RSVPs
came pouring in like never before. By the end
of the day, we were up to 37. It occurred to me
that we might experience a different kind of
problem, so I called the manager and asked him
what the capacity of the restaurant was; he said
65.The responses kept rolling in on Thursday,
and by the time we hit our deadline, we were up
to 55. I was not very productive at work that day
because I was so excited and focused on checking
my e-mail every few minutes (attractor factor?). I
called the manager and asked if they could
handle that many, and he said,“Sure.”
I take a kabbalah class on Thursday evenings and
didn’t get home that night until after 9:00. I
checked phone and e-mail, and received even
more reservations.The count got up to 67. I
began to seriously think about what to do with the
overflow. My brilliant idea was to see if I could
get the late responders who were begging to be
able to attend to come a little later. More
responses came in on Friday and Saturday.We
got up to a stunning number of 75.
The event was a raging success! Not everyone who
reserved attended, and a few showed up who didn’t
reserve at all (typical).The energy in the restaurant
was awesome, as before long we had filled every
seat in the place.This made a great impression on
several people who had made the Thai buffet their
first event. Some of the old-timers who were
founding members over 10 years ago said that this
was the recordattendance for a Vegetarians of
Oklahoma event. Staggering the seating worked
perfectly.There were some who came for dinner
and had to move on to other Saturday evening
activities.There were always seats available for
those who came later.The people at the restaurant
were understandably pleased because they’d
never had a group that large in before.
Rental Car Miracles
I rented a car to go to Austin because I didn’t
want to put the extra wear and tear on mine. I
compared rates and figured out that I’d do just
as well to rent a car for a week as just renting
from Wednesday to Monday. I got a good price
online to rent a midsize car, which I thought
would be more comfortable than a compact.
When I got to the rental agency, I found that
there were very few vehicles on the lot. I did
happen to notice that they had two orange
Chevy HHRs, which have a cool “street rod”
look.When I went to the counter, I was told
that they didn’t have any midsize cars to rent
me. I asked if I could have an HHR, and they
said that I could, even though they were
classified as full size for some reason. I
thought it would be cool to rent an orange
hot rod to drive to Austin, since orange is
one of the school colors for the University of
Texas, my alma mater.
However, when I drove it off the lot and to my
office, I realized that while the car was neat-
looking on the outside, it was cramped inside
with bad sight lines. I wanted to return it.
However, I needed the car to get to my office
and to run some errands. I couldn’t get it
returned during the day. I contacted the
agency about swapping the car for a more
conventional sedan, but they said that they
still didn’t have what I wanted on the lot,
and that I’d have better luck in the morning.
I packed overnight and in the morning. When I
went out to the HHR to throw in my suitcase, I
discovered to my horror that the car had a
noticeable door ding on the rear passenger’s
door. Of course, I always decline the extra
insurance, and I didn’t remember seeing the
dent the day before, so I thought I was screwed.
thought that I’d go ahead and hang on to the
car for a week and see if I could figure
something out. I left much later than I wanted
to, around 12:30 P.M.on a Thursday, and got
into Austin around 6:30.
Fast-forward to Saturday evening at 5:00 P.M., an
hour before I wanted to get to the Hyatt for the
event with Joe and Dr. Hew Len. I had spent too
much time worrying about the dent and what I was
going to do. I was at a shopping center in North
trying to find a disposable digital camera, with
no luck.When I got back into my car to drive back
to my hotel, it was getting dark and there was a
rain. I stopped at a place preparing to merge onto
a busy street, when I felt a sudden smack. I had
been rear-ended. Immediately, I was thinking, Oh
shit, first the door ding, then this. I have a dinner
in an hour that I’ve already paid for and I need
time to shower and change. On top of everything,
this was a high-traffic area, even on a Saturday
evening. I got out of the HHR after first grabbing
the rental registration information.A young black
man met me in the street.“My tires,” he said.
“I’ve got to get new tires for my car. I couldn’t
get it stopped.” Not a good thing to tell a lawyer,
I thought. I said,“Crap, this is a rental car!”We
walked to the back of the HHR to survey the
damage.We both looked and were stunned.
“There’s no damage,” the fellow said.
“There’s no damage. Praise Jesus!” Being
Jewish, I thought that was amusing, but I looked
myself and couldn’t believe it. Incredibly, he was
right—there was no damage.This car was
apparently made with collapsible plastic. I knew
that I was going to be sore, but I didn’t want
to stick around and make a big deal of this. I
wanted to get back to my hotel.We shook hands
and went our separate ways. I was able to make
the dinner and sit at Joe and Nerissa’s table.
I did some serious Ho’oponopono-ing about what
to do about the door ding. I put off doing anything
else about it until a couple of hours before I was
supposed to return the car without penalty. I
in the phone book and found a place that did
paintless dent repair.The guy at the shop gave me
an estimate of $95, but it would take him a few
hours to complete the repair.That would put me
into a rental penalty, which I really didn’t want to
happen. I asked what to do, and the answer came
clearly. Be honest. Call the local office of the
rental agency and fess up. If they wanted to jam
me on the repair, I at least had an estimate. I did
call, and the guy on the phone told me not to have
the car worked on,but to bring it by so they could
check their records and survey the dent them-
selves. I said,“Fine.” I took the car back and left
it parked in the return lane.The customer service
lady started scanning the bar code and taking
readings on the HHR. I told her what was going
on, and she sent me to the office/trailer. I found
the guy whom I talked to on the phone, and he
punched the car’s identification number in on his
computer. Miracle II:The damage was already
noted on their records. I was not responsible.
Hallelujah! I was home free!
My Sister Was Offered Her Dream Job
My sister called one week after the evening with
Joe and Dr. Hew Len. She’s a vice president for
a division of a very large, well-known company.
She was contacted by a headhunter to find out
if she would be interested in what she described
as her dream job. She didn’t want to tell me the
details on the phone. Instead, she e-mailed me
the job description she received from the
recruiting agency. I was knocked over. Let’s just
say that the company is a luxury brand, and all
have to do is tell you one word, the company
name, and that would say it all.A few months
later, she was hired!
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Here’s another:
While I was attending a Landmark Forum three-
day seminar in October 2006, Joe’s shortcut to
healing literally stopped the gushing waters.The
nonstop gushing happened during the exercise
called “beingwith people” or something like that.
In order to “be with people” the seminar leader
divided 74 people into four rows, and then we
took turns, one row at a time, just being with
people by looking them in the eyes without
talking. I was in Row Three.
The seminar leader called Row One to step up
onstage and face us,the audience.They looked
at us sitting in our seats.We looked back. Then
Two was ordered up to the stage and Row Two
stood one foot away from (but facing) Row One.
were left looking into each other’s eyes for three
minutes.Then Row Two was asked to leave the
stage and return to their seats.Again, Row One
was left onstage to look at us in our seats and
us to look at them onstage.
The closer it got to my time onstage, the more
I realized I was stressing, but I had no idea why.
My hands started to sweat and I noticed I also
fidgeted in my seat.The task at hand seemed
simple enough. I had always given great eye
contact during conversations with strangers and
friends my whole life. I would be just fine.
Then I remembered that at my first Landmark
seminar the forum leader shared his story of
when he first experienced this same exercise.
He said that when he participated in this
exercise as an attendee over 20 years before,
his knees shook so hard that an assistant from
the seminar placed his jacket between his knees
to stop the noise.
Thinking back to what he said, I felt like leaving
the room. I told myself that I didn’t need to
continue the exercise, that I was great looking
people in the eye already! But I knew that leaving
the room wouldn’t be tolerated. So I stayed in my
seat, sweating and fidgeting.
The first time my row was invited onstage was to
stand one foot away from another row and look
into their eyes.Whew! I don’t have to look at 50
people. I just have to look at one! I thought.We
got positioned and the seminar leader started
guiding us through our three-minute process of
self-discovery.Within the first 10 seconds I was
crying uncontrollably, gushing water, and I had
no idea why. I couldn’t stop crying. Every time
I looked at my partner across from me I just
sobbed.“Row Three, please exit to your left,”
I heard. I said “Thank you” to my partner and left.
What the hell happened to me?! I was supposed to
listen to what my inner voice told me, but I never
heard a thing! I was just overwhelmed—no words.
I didn’t learn anything! What kind of exercise is
this?! I was confused, embarrassed, and left to
ponder my experience as the exercise continued
on the stage in front of me.“Row Three, please
stand, turn to your right, and go to the stage.”
Aaaaaargh! Not again! my mind screamed.
Now my row was facing the people seated
offstage. I survived the three minutes this time
because I just didn’t look at people who were
looking at me. Now Row Four was ordered onto
the stage and a new partner was standing in front
of me, one foot away from my face.This time I
was face to face with a kinder older woman who
smiled at me shyly.“Okay, I think I can handle it
this time,” I told myself. But then the tears
started gushing as soon as the exercise began.
Each time I looked into my partner’s eyes the
tears just gushed and I turned away. She quietly
tried to comfort me by telling me everything was
going to be okay. I was embarrassed and
confused by my unexplained tear gushes. The
seminar leader was directing all of us to listen to
what was inside our heads—what we said to
ourselves. But my voice wasn’t talking.
Then I suddenly remembered that I could fill my
head with thoughts instead of trying to listen to
my thoughts. My inner voice wasn’t talking to me,
anyway. Once I put thoughts in my head that
were better than what was there, I immediately
looked again at my partner and thought,Thank
you. I love you.Thank you. I’m sorry. I love you.
Thank you. I immediately got comforted and
was filled with appreciation and love for the
woman across from me. I felt better and the
gushing stopped. I was looking at her and I was
not gushing tears.
To my surprise, my partner started crying.Tears
started streaming down her face and her head
started shaking slightly back and forth as she
whispered,“Now you’re making me cry.” I just
kept sending her my private thoughts:“Thank
you. I love you. I’m sorry. Please forgive me.
Thank you.”And so on.Then my partner was
directed off the stageand I was left standing
again in front of 50 people who were directed to
look and evaluate me and my row. But now I was
at total inner peace and I was able to look at
people who were looking at me. In fact, I sought
them out. I looked only at people who were
looking at me. I felt so much better! I could be
me with strangers! I loved everybody and really,
really appreciated them.
Soon the exercise was completed and the seminar
continued; then we had a short break.The kind
woman who had been my last partner sought me
out and we talked about our experience. I told
her I was obviously scared of people but I never
knew it. She told me she felt like we really
connected and went on to say that the seminar
was helping her, too, because she realized she
had a difficult time accepting love from others.
Well, then it was obvious I had to share with her
the healing technique I used to make me stop
crying when we were onstage together. She
started crying.We hugged and then parted to
continue our short break.
Nerissa Oden
TheVideoQueen.com
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Earlier this year, I discovered that an employee of
mine had been taking larger sales commissions
than she should have.This amounted to hundreds
of dollars in loss to me and my small business.
She refused to take responsibility for these actions.
She is a hardworking employee who would not
get another job in our small town making the
kind of money she does with me. I had
compassion for her, but I was also very angry
and hurt. In the days that followed, I couldn’t
speak to her except about specific work-related
subjects, and I could barely look at her. I didn’t
know what to do. I turned to Joe, and what
happened next was truly amazing. He thanked
me for contacting him.Then he gave me specific
steps to take to clear the energy. First, I needed
to understand that I attracted the situation—not
easy to do, but essential to the process.Then I
forgive myself, the employee, and the energy
surrounding the problem. Next I must set new
for how I want the situation to.be and begin
repeating Dr. Hew Len’s healing words,“I’m
sorry. Please forgive me.And I love you.”The
result was extraordinary. I wrote the following
note to Joe after I completed the process:
Dear Joe,
Your suggestions were so right on. After I read
them I had to drive from Wimberley to Austin,
and I did each step that you laid out. It was
simply amazing. I took plenty of time to under-
stand that I truly attracted this and then forgave
myself, my employee, and the energy surrounding
it. I set new intentions and repeated that
phenomenal Hawaiian healing method many
times. By the time I reached Austin I felt like a
ton of bricks had been lifted from my chest and
stomach.
After I followed Joe’s suggestions, the energy
completely shifted inside of me.The anger and
hurt were gone. It was truly amazing.The
working environment with my employee is fine
now. Suzanne, if anyone asks me if this system
really works, I say it absolutely works!
Victoria Schaefer
Publisher, Pedal Ranch Publications
Wimberley,Texas
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Here is a testimonial submitted by
Denise Kilonsky, Shreveport, Louisiana.
This is a dream I was given in October 2006 that
fits in perfectly with Ho’oponopono.
I saw a world without prisons because there was
no need for them as a result of the philosophy of
Ho’oponopono. The simplicity of the message of
Ho’oponopono that was shared by Dr. Hew Len,
Joe, myself, and others who practice it was being
shared all over the world in programs and
seminars.These programs taught people,
especially young children, how to love
themselves, and in so doing to love one another.
I saw myself in my dream teaching seminar after
seminar attended by thousands and thousands of
people. In these seminars I was inspiring people
to remember who they truly are, their Divine
nature, and what to do to be that person—to
remember that their true nature is to love.
In this dream, I saw a teenage youth gang member
pointing a gun at another gang member’s head,
threatening to shoot him.The youth under threat
just attended my seminar at his school. He kept
talking about a miracle and wanted his tribe to
experience the miracle, too. But they were sick
and tired of hearing about it!
In this seminar, he remembered his true nature.
He was sharing his revelation with his fellow
gang members and they felt threatened by his
message because it was all too simple and it
just seemed too easy and hoaxy.
You see, in the seminar this young gang member
had attended, he walked onto the stage and shot
me in the gut.As I lay on the floor, my blood and
life force flowing out of my body, I had the youth
brought over to me and I embraced him and I
whispered in his ear,“Please forgive me. I love
you.”And I died in his arms, embracing him with
every ounce of love in my being. In that instant,
youth got the message. As he embraced my dead
body, he whispered to me through his sobs and
tears,“Please forgive me. I love you.” In that
instant, life force returned to my body and we
were both filled with a beautiful golden light that
was so powerful everyone in the audience and
for miles around us could feel the love we two
generated together.
As this love energy was noticed by those it
touched, it grew larger and larger and spread out
farther and farther. But not everyone was willing
to notice yet.The young gang member this story
is about, this young man who now held a gun to
his own brother’s head, was unwilling to notice
and receive the love.The saved youth said to him,
“Please forgive me, I love you,” and embraced
him and loved him as if he were loving and
all the darkest parts of himself. And then it
happened! The two were filled with the golden
glow of love energy, and the other youth took the
time to notice it and receive this love he was
given.When he received it he said to the other,
“Please forgive me. I love you, brother. Please
me.”
Guess what happened next?
The two were filled with a beautiful golden globe
of love energy, which grew larger and larger.As
it filled the room and touched each gang member
—and they, too, noticed the love and received it
—this golden love energy poured out into the
streets and for miles and miles around.As others
noticed, they passed it on and this golden love
energy grew and traveled farther and wider until
the entire globe was filled with love.
This is the Golden Age, the Age of Love.This is
why we have been given this gift of
Ho’oponopono, to remember who we are and
that our true nature is to love.We all just want to
be loved.
It’s a beautiful dream, isn’t it? The story of
Ho’oponopono would make a beautiful movie. I
think of the movie Pay It Forward and what an
that is making in the world.The world is ready
for Ho’oponopono.
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Within the first seven days after I returned home
from Joe Vitale’s very first Manifestation
weekend, I could hardly count the number of
miracles that happened. Like a sponge, I soaked
up all the energy, the lessons, and the message,
and my results continue to manifest at lightning
speed.
To name a few of my tangible results: New clients
flock to me. New contracts seem to appear out of
thin air. I’ve been approached for countless joint
ventures. My opt-in list has increased by more
than 300 percent (at the time of this writing).
I’ve been asked to make a number of celebrity
appearances, and I can hardly keep up with all
the amazingly inspired ideas that come to me
out of the clear blue sky.
To think, just three months earlier, I was an
unknown in my industry.
All of this happened without force, without trying,
and without any real effort on my part. It has all
quite literally flowed to me easily,effortlessly,
abundantly.When I get an inspired idea, I now
take action immediately, and I am positively
blown away by the results.
I have frequently used the ho’oponopono “eraser
method” to growmy business exponentially, and
can’t wait to see what I create next, as I continue
to return to the whiteboard and clean, clean, clean.
Thank you, Joe and Dr. Hew Len!
Eternally grateful,
Amy Scott Grant
http://thesuccessmethod.com
http://newsuccess.org
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Joyce McKee wrote:
During the past year, I took on a new role: I was a
caretaker. My mother left her home of many years
to relocate nearer her daughters,partly because
of some challenges in our lives. Shortly thereafter,
my sturdy, lifelong-rock matriarch was diagnosed
with congestive heart failure and small-cell lung
cancer. Wonderfully and gracefully, she chose to
live out her remaining time with her daughters.
She decided not to pursue cancer treatment at
her age, 88 years old. So the medical
professionals told us she would soon be out of
time in this life.
The previous May, I attended Joe Vitale’s Beyond
Manifestation weekend and learned of Dr. Hew
Len and his Ho’oponopono practice. I was
intrigued. Hearing of the amazing results with
the mentally ill criminals when he went inward
to clean and clear himself impacted me greatly.
The universe is so gracious and provides the
teacher when the student is ready.The timing was
perfect. My main question that weekend was
“How can I be used to help my mother in her
dying process?”
I was willing to show up and acknowledge to the
universe that I am 100 percent responsible for
my life—all of my life, including.Mother. So I
used what I had learned. I went inward and
constantly cleaned and cleared.
The effects for my mother and me were simple
yet exquisite. She remained clear of mind, pain-
free, and able to take care of herself until the
end.Yes, there were small crisis events when she
needed the drugs supplied by Hospice; yet she
was able to handle these situations in the comfort
of home and was rushed to the hospital.Those
were transition-in-training moments, preparing
us both for the final occasion when she would
cross over to the other.
The greatest gift was she lived on into“overtime.
” She lived well past the forecasts. Each morning
she was surprised to wake and greeted me with a
cheery “Guess what, I got another day!”We had
time for all the words of love to be exchanged
and for just casual time together.We had time to
truly prepare for her transition. I came to
experience fearlessness about the process of
Mother leaving us. She knew where she was
going and so did I.When we had those tense
moments of labored breathing, we saw the grace
of God and there was no fear.Wow, what a gift!
The Ho’oponopono practice, along with my
prayers, changed the way I approach life.The
feeling of empowerment I experienced and still
experience is wondrous.To know that I can have
an active role not only in my life, but also in the
lives of others leads me to constantly, moment
by moment, seek the Source of All.
~~~~~~~~~~~
Here’s another:
When I attended the Manifestation weekend in
May 2006 I was still feeling the emotional and
financial pain of a $1.2 million contract that fell
apart with a multi billion-dollar oil company
midway into the contract.This was due to
numerous internal issues in the oil company.
All the way home and for days afterward I said,“I
love you. I’m sorry. Please forgive me.Thank you.
”A couple of days after arriving home I started
feeling weak, sneezing, and coughing. I knew that
it was my body releasing.
Shortly afterward, I had a discussion with a
marketing expert, and during our conversation
there was shift inside my body and in my
perception of the entire situation with the oil
company. He simply asked me what was the
largest amount of money a client paid me in one
year to help the client reduce pain in the
workplace.
I told him $600,000, and then he said,“Wendy,
you are there.You can use that to build an empire.
How many people can make that claim?” In a
flash I was able to see all the good instead of all
the bad. Instead of only noticing the $200,000
they did not pay me, I was able to see the value
in the $600,000 they did pay me.
I was able to see that focusing on the positive
aspects turned on my passion, and this inspired
me with ideas instantly.A light went on and I was
in awe of something huge that had just happened
inside of me. It was like there was light all
around me that extended way out beyond my
physical surroundings.
For two years I was the victim and angry with the
people in the company who did what they did,
and in an instant I was thanking them.
Shortly afterward, I developed pain in my left leg.
I could not understand what had happened. I
tried everything—massage, stretching, hot baths.
Then I went to a Chinese medicine doctor who
“read” my body and told me that I had been
under a great deal of stress and that the pain was
related to my gallbladder meridian—the anger
meridian.
The energy was stuck and that was causing the
pain. I was given four treatments of energy to
release the stuck anger, and the pain left my body.
My body had been holding on to the anger I felt
toward the big oil company, and when my
perception changed it was ready to come out—
only it got stuck!
Months after this experience, I discovered that my
contact at the oil company who was instructed to
break the contract with me refused to hurt another
person and he quit his job.The department has
been broken up and the services I provided are
being handled in another department.
This energy clearing cleared the way for me to
finish my e-book and launch my new web site at www.getinsideyourcomfortzone.com. The launch
the e-book has created opportunities that I had
not thought of.
It has been a dream of mine to teach the masses
how to get out of pain from computer work. I
am being given the opportunity to be the
ergonomist for three popular web sites (so far),
to answer questions about ergonomics, and to
market my e-book, services, and other programs.
Perfect-size companies are calling me to consult
with their employees to teach them how to get
out of pain.The contracts are small and quick so
that I have time to develop all the new
inspirations that continue to come to me.
In addition, I am now teaching the Law of
Attraction as a licensed and certified strategic
attraction coach at www.theuniversallawof
attraction.com.
The breakthrough I had shortly after the weekend
was most definitely related to Ho’oponopono. It
helped clear out the old to make room for the
new.There is no other explanation.
Wendy Young
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