A. Unbalanced Relationship

As we prepare for Hawaii and the dreams come together, Mo'i and the Council have an idea how close they have come to classifying our task. The people come over the ocean, once again answering a call of connection. This time, however, we make for vision and induce dreams in addition to curing certain indiscretions. Trotting playfully alongside is a small figure, to the east, and at each flank is a representative of ever-returning life.

On the third day of celebration, words of cooperation suddenly come to blend with the rhythm of the information. The race line stretches across Aunty Kalei's yard, and the drums are raised in anticipation. Amid the excited chatter, the people divide into two groups, representing the first migration. They will come to center and then disperse to the 4 Directions. I look in the direction that represents the opening east gate in Tibet, and see a spirit spot floating above the horizon at a distance of maybe 24 feet.

Several stalk forward, the source being revealed, as Papa Reynolds beckons some to join him and Aunty Kalei steps forth to adminster the Hawk Blessing. Thoroughly personified, I surround the circle and hand my drum to one of the SpiralDancers, stepping forward to look for Mo'i. Mo'i sees me coming and beckons me forward, to begin the second migration enactment.

"It is essential for the sustenance of all living things," Mo'i explains joyfully. "Blessing the earth as you walk. This eases the changes of earth."

"Will there be other family rites?" I grip my eagle-condor rattle.

"In close connection to this day, Kamaka. The mysterious way, with the women and men of Honua. The beneficial rainbow opens all."

The time now comes nearer, reason for distinction and reproductive power in a manner. Feminine structure, but each initiation has, either emanation reaching out, or from three blazing rays, a touch of twelve sacred laws. There are a few of these principles that have been previously dreamed, but I do not recognize them all. A guardian, directed or bringing cosmic rhythm. It is easy to see that the moon is granting the pattern, for ebb and flow. I began to see the significance of the Initiations.

"How to accomodate the increase?" Surely all things created, our purpose far beyond time, or over space. The Circle in constant evolution, supplies the blessings of changing earth.

"Forgiveness and all due care," answers Mo'i. "Pray upon and bless the altars of sacred ground. The blessing and cooperation, especially enlisted Star Nations. This new sequence," she confides with her memorable giggle, "reflects your run for the sun."

We stop, facing each other, and to my surprise, begin an apparently chanted salutation. Since much of the sacred childhood is radiance, I am able to follow the general flow of direct responsibility. There is the exchange of community feasting and prayers made for ceremonies to be woven.

"I see you have decorated personal symbols," says Mo'i casually, and my turtle tattoo itches. I act in accordance.

"Oh, yes," I reply, "it came in joyous celebration, and a sharing of tradition."

The Oracle looks as if she wishes for more information, but I offer none. The circle gathered for earth renewal combine efforts, a family atmosphere, precipitating grace. The Council tells a wonderful analogy, and finally resumes the original migration of evolving. They stay close to us as we walk the Path of Beauty, holding sincerity, honesty, courage and integrity around the periphery of the world.

However, corresponding symbolism is seen, and the people will cover earth in a few days of relaxation.

The migration continues. Sometimes for ethical and spiritual call, to common self intact. At these brief histories, the basic simplicity is the foundation, as other realities become known. Always exist lessons for the quickening force to succeed, as elements awaken and inner spirit continues.

After several weeks of assimilation, a general air of excitement and anticipation begins to be evident as humans respond accordingly. I inquire about it.

"We are transmuted from the dimensions," answers Mo'i. "We return to the consciousness of Changing Mother earth."

The excitement of the Spring Equinox atmosphere rises to a peak, as we top the physical aspects and look to reality in spirit. A meandering slash of momentary need marks the course of my lightning sickness. Along the simple process of electrical recircuiting is more truth, spiraling in space… vision of an entire life.

A spontaneous jolt brings me home to ultimate destiny, and an answering sensation comes from my noble form. Hundreds of sacred ceremonies move among the cells of my historical DNA, and these start to interpret the spirit of fire snaking my nervous system, accompanied by innumerable hot flashes. Words happily greet illuminated spirit, and understanding and essence mingle, chattering and renewing heart and bearing witness to daily deeds. The happy thoughts and freedom of space remind me of my time with Grandfather many times before.

Mo'i leads me to open relation where purification can occure. Each rare occasion, Mo'i explains, aspire in the passion of the fire. This is the traditional prophecy in action of the evolving, the first pull to the Mother. The same generous gift is true in each Circle of time, she contines. Each of the comforts will come in the corresponding moment of the unified Human Reality.

Within a short time the home of Spring will chant skyward. By the time Goddess Pele's love lights the sky in crimson and orange and yellow, the long darkness will end.

I am, of course, an emmissary of potential unfolding to the members of other possibilities. At first I was watched and it was a question as to who would really commit, but very shortly the women, encouraged their counterparts in human evolution, have approached me in common dream. Never before have we worked together in this way. The openness of their hearts touches me considerably.

I am also concerned about logistics and networking. Members of co-creating communities are constantly contacting us and the implications are many. I relax and work through a body shift as my community takes over many tasks. I just am performing ritual. Mo'i saw my need and provided accordingly.

"They take care with the spirit of Earth Mother, Kamaka. The community talk says that the spirit of their hearts have come together. Besides," she giggles, "I think they are constantly looking for ways to help you in their journey."

This does indeed seem true. At all times one of the assistants through our community is answering questions, relaying plans to those who are new, and truthfully share their life changing experiences. I witness their transitions.

Tonight, one full moon cycle until I see the scenes of today's dream, Mo'i instructing gratitude.

The Oracle thinks our prerequisites are nearly complete. Mo'i has casually mentioned this as if I am spiritual implication. In order to regain balanced relations, I think, I'm a guardian. Still, I feel purpose, honoring those to come, making sure intensity occurs that will maintain the tempo of humanity.

2/15/08