Yesterday, a package of plastic jewels arrived in the mail—it wasn’t a surprise, I ordered them after my daughter and I played with some at our lovely neighbor’s house in her pool. I may have to order at least 10 more packages because they bring us so much joy. And the phrase that comes to mind as I look at them in this jar is,
“I’m sorry, please forgive me, thank you, I love you”…repeat times infinity.

I am whispering these words again and again on completion of my last breathwork practice. They are the words from the Ho’oponopono practice, another life-changing practice that I’m stitching into the tapestry of the “Chakra Healing Journey.” The inward journey I am charting is a DIY self awareness course that I’m developing just for me—that’s the beauty of it—it is very human specific. I’m rarely posting about it because, well, FEAR. Funny thing is, it just so happens, the very thing that blocks my voice is also the path of navigation and the key to growth. This particular exploration of both the subconscious and overt fears that dictate my course of action is the main highway of my particular “Chakra Healing Journey.”

I often circulate through Ho’oponopono because I’m finding that all the fears stem from a deep thread of unworthiness that is woven through the cells of my being. In particular, there is a wound of betrayal that (maybe originates with the Bible’s version of the story of Eve?) I have been telling myself that I cannot seem to shake. Though, I’m starting to acknowledge that the all the different practices; from breathwork to fear hunting to Ho’oponopono, are beginning to quake my system enough to unravel that thread—to begin to repair the cells. Yes, that’s right, the Jewels are arriving—both literally and metaphorically, as usual.