Mrs. Claus is so over cold weather ~~~
Twas a chilly night at the North Pole,
Santa snoozed by a fire in a warm, woolen stole.
A bang of the door ruined his sleep.
Mrs. Claus stomped in with soggy, wet feet.
“That’s it,” she said. “I’m sick of this cold place,
the ice, wind, and snow always stinging my face.
What’s worse, I get chased by a big polar bear,
and Santa, I think that you don’t even care!”
It’s my great pleasure to announce the publication of ALOHA SANTA. Two years ago I wrote the verse to perform in my Sweet Adeline chorus Christmas show. My singing sisters encouraged me to turn the fanciful rhyme of Santa and Mrs. Claus moving Hawaii into a children’s book. Illustrator Jaana Baker brings the story to life with her clever and charming pictures.
ALOHA SANTA is now available in paperback at Amazon. Delight the youngsters in your life with this bright, fun holiday tale. Makes a delightful gift.
20% of all royalties from November 25 thru December 25 will be donated to the Na Leo Lani Chorus of Sweet Adelines International.
Order at Amazon today! ALOHA SANTA
by Dana Taylor
Magical Maui beckoned last weekend with an invitation to visit a new AirBnB cottage set up by a friend (Christine) of a friend (Patti). Before dawn on Saturday morning Patti and I took the 40 minute jet ride from Honolulu to Maui, rented a car, and set off for adventure.
We began the day at the Ali’i Kula Lavender Farm where we toured their garden, filled with unique tropical plants and flowers. With lookouts over the valleys and across the ocean, it is truly an enchanting experience. I sat on a bench and meditated while mild breezes ruffled my clothes.
On the recommendation from the friendly gals in the gift shop, we enjoyed a quality sandwich at Grandma’s Cafe for lunch. Afterwards we visited the Maui Winery and purchased a bottle of their unique pineapple wine.
It was only a few minutes from there to the main event– Kula Cottontail Cottage. The cottage is tucked into the hills on property owned by Christine and Sam Heidema, who live in another house on the grounds. This energetic young couple have turned a tired rental property into a cozy cottage on their small upcountry natural fiber farm. With a career in constructural engineering, Sam designed and remodeled the cottage with comfort and practicality in mind. Christine’s creative artistry added the touches of welcoming charm. A living room, a bedroom with a comfy kingsize bed, one bath, washer and dryer, make a it an affordable two-person getaway.
While the view between the trees from the porch across the sea is lovely, it’s the unique critters in the backyard that provide the “wow” moment. Christine creates natural yarn from the animals on her property. Pictured here are her two pregnant alpacas, Faith and Hope. Their serene gazes are food for the soul. Each spring the animals are shorn. Christine uses age old techniques to wash, comb, and spin yarn from their fleece. She also keeps an assortment of angora rabbits and laboriously combs and spins together strands of their fur into skeins of yarn. Each Saturday she sells her yarns at the local Farmer’s Market. Most weekends her stock is gone by the end of the morning.
The elegant outdoor seating area provides a fireplace to warm the surprisingly chilly Maui nights. Faith and Hope are just on the other side of the fence, providing a storybook ambiance. As the sun set, Patti and I sipped our pineapple wine (delicious) at the outdoor table, surrounded by alpacas, bunnies, and the occasional free roaming chicken.
After a good meal at the Kula Bistro, we slept under comforters to ward off cold night air. After living in the perpetual summer of Honolulu, cool air was a real treat. The next morning I roused before Patti and performed my daily yoga and meditations as the sun rose and the neighboring roosters provided a crowing symphony to greet the day. After a simple breakfast and a short visit with Christine and Sam, we packed up our belongings and bid the Cottontail Cottage goodbye to continue our adventure.
Cottontail Cottage is the perfect jumping off spot to visit the majestic Haleakala, the East Maui Volcano. Designated as a National Park, the dormant volcano rises 28,000 feet from the sea floor, making it the third highest mountain on the planet. The drive is a twisty, well paved road, up, up, up through amazing changing habitats. Areas of brush, eucalyptus, and pines ultimately give way to a moonscape of reddish lava boulders. Clouds dance across ridges and peaks. Artists strive to capture all the hues of earthen tones created by Mother Nature. Endangered and unique birds live in various areas. We spotted a few with great enthusiasm.
Volcano gazing can really build an appetite, so we wove down the mountain and cruised over to the Grand Wailea Waldorf Astoria for an elegant lunch. Tourists enjoyed their waterpark pools while the ocean rippled close by. The well appointed grounds display a dolphin fountain and a collection of world famous pudgy statues crafted by Fernando Botero. We finished out the afternoon in high style before we caught a plane home.
Would I recommend a stay at Kula Cottontail Cottage? Absolutely. Experience magical Maui away from the usual tourist meccas. You will love meeting Faith and Hope.
Find Kula Cottontail Cottage listed as “Upcountry Alpaca and Rabbit Working Fiber Farm” on Airbnb
For more information contact Christine Heidema at KulaCottontailCottage@gmail.com
Here are two videos of took of the interior and exterior of the property.
by Dana Taylor
My romance with rocks began as a small child visiting my parents’ friends, Jon and Lois. As my mom and Lois chatted in the kitchen, Jon took 6-year-old me to check out his workshop in the garage. I remember it as a wonderland of rocks and stones. Jon was a rock hound. On weekends he dragged Lois up into the dry California hills searching for treasures of geodes and dusty stones. Jon showed me his rock polisher, a drum that turned rocks into shiny gems. Rocks lined window shelves and covered the tables in all their mineral glory. I was smitten.
After I became a Reiki practitioner in 2005, rocks began to “call” to me. I went from admiring them, to feeling and hearing them. They buzzed, thumped, and hummed. My ears didn’t actually hear them, yet they seemed to send their own tunes into my mind. It was all a little weird, but Reiki had opened a whole weird world and rocks were the least of it. I began collecting, taking home the ones that felt companionable.
I made an attempt at studying stone and crystal characteristics listed in volumes of rock encyclopedias. Amethyst is a healing stone, jasper is a grounding stone, etc. I soon got lost in all the definitions. Turning into a crystal healing expert wasn’t happening. Instead, individual rocks became my quiet friends. They became part of my ever-growing awareness of intelligence in the non-human universe. (Plants, bugs, and animals talk to me also, but that’s another blog.)
Let me share some of my favorite things about my rock friends.
Power – Stones are not inert. They radiate energy. Some of it is palpable to almost everyone. Magnets hold up favorite photos on the fridge. Crystals are integral to our communication technology. Uranium is the basis of complete nuclear annihilation. In this ever-increasing era of radiation and microwaves (5G is happening!!), people will incorporate stones like black tourmaline and orgone crystal energy devices to mitigate harmful effects of high tech.
Beauty – Diamonds are a girl’s best friend, right? The De Beers family and blood diamonds aside, humans have adorned themselves with stones with from pre-historic times. I suspect Eve had Adam searching out gems to string around her pretty neck in Eden.
Information storage and communication—One of my favorite books is The Standing Stones Speak by Natasha Hoffman and Hamilton Hill, published in 2001. The authors visited many standing stone sites in the UK and Europe and shared the information they psychically received from them. The book began to shift my paradigms of “reality.”
Storage space won’t allow me to bring home every rock that catches my eye. Nowadays, they have to really call to me in some fashion. Here are a few of my special companions.
Lava heart – Hawaii legend warns people about taking lava rocks out of their natural locations. Remember the infamous episode of the Brady Bunch? One morning I went to take a swim at Magic Island at Ala Moana State Beach. Magic Island is a calm lagoon created by a man-made barrier. There isn’t a lot ocean debris washed up. Lava isn’t a floating stone. The beach is not littered with it. Yet, a lone human-heart shaped lava stone lay near the spot I chose to place my towel. It caught my eye. I received the impression, Take me home. Therein ensued an internal conversation questioning my over-active imagination and Brady-Bunch inspired trepidation. Take me home, it seemed to whisper. Fine, I gave in. Lava Heart has been with me several years now with no ill effect. I took him (feels male to me) to Angela, The Stone Whisperer. She had the impression he had once taken part in Hawaiian ceremonies. I sometimes feel impressed to hold him during prayer and meditation.
Blue kyanite –I purchased this guy at a wonderful rock store in Virginia City, NV. The frequency buzz in my palm holding him is high and clear. Blue kyanite aids in chakra alignment and is associated with the throat chakra. It helps you speak your truth. My blue kyanite rests on a living room ledge, constantly energizing the room.
Amethyst – This lovely found me at the Meramac Cave gift shop in Missouri. The energy she exudes tickles the fine hairs on my arm. For sheer beauty, amethyst is a knock out. Amethyst has calming vibes and aids in clear thinking. My amethysts help create a peaceful energy in my home.
My move to Hawaii elevated my sense of personhood in stones. A visit to the sacred heiaus at Makapu’u Beach led by a kahuna allowed me to touch lava stones gathered from around the islands for their sacred properties. They are linked with ancient gods, goddesses and their families. The energy and “personalities” are palpable. The experience fairly blew my mind and took a while to assimilate. The kahuna also guided us to sit in a tidal pool of our choice for prayer and meditation. We spent half an hour by ourselves, warm water swirling around our bodies, waves crashing onto the shelf of lava. I experienced some sort of encounter that day with an Ancient One. For days afterwards, I felt dramatically attached to Hawaii in a new way. The air seemed bluer, the rainbows more exquisite, the vitality stronger. I sent a message to the kahuna to ask if my imagination was simply running wild. She replied she “saw” a female Hawaiian spirit around me while I sat in the pool. Hawaii became “home” after that experience.
I’ll end with the story of Kaneikokala, the shark god. Kaneikokala is a resident of the Bishop Museum. He is free standing outside some display cases on the first floor. He grabs your attention, like suddenly meeting E.T. The plaque near him says:
“Kaneikokala, a stone image of Ki’i pohaku made of vesicular basalt, was uncovered by Wahinenui, a kama’aina (native born) of Kawaihae, Hawai’i. Wahinenui was guided to the buried location by his dreams, claiming the ki’i had pleaded constantly to be taken from the cold in which it lay. Kaneikokala was brought to Bishop Museum in 1906, and not long afterward set permanently into cement in the floor of Hawaiian Hall. In spite of well intentioned efforts to relocate Kane to a suitable site outside the Hall, the image has steadfastly held its ground and refused to be moved.”
My Rock Cave
Since I moved to my current apartment last year, I don’t feel the need to surround myself with more and more rocks, much to my daughters’ relief, no doubt. I suspect the main reason is because my home walls are now encased by lava rock. I live on the side of an extinct volcano. A space was blasted out to make room for this cozy dwelling. I have front windows that over look the ocean. On a clear day I can see Molokai, Lanai, and Maui. (Wow!) The rest of the apartment is tucked into the mountain. The sheet rock walls of the bedroom, bath, and closet cover pure lava. When I return after a trip to the mainland, I feel the very walls welcome me home. The energy of the stones, the sea air and the power of Hawaii revitalizes me.
Speaking of revitalizing, Jon and Lois are still going strong, hovering around 90 years old. I visited them a few years ago. Their house is filled with majestic stones. Valuable, tall crystals stand as sentinels throughout their home. Exquisite polished globes of stones like tiger eyes, citrine, and agate decorate their tables. It struck me that they had created a “powerhouse” with their rock collection. IMO, that’s one of the keys to their amazing longevity.
I encourage you to find your own stone friends. They can enhance your life in ways you simply don’t understand…yet.
Learn more about multidimensional living in Supernal Adventures!
updated March 26, 2018
I recently led a Psychometry Workshop at the Quantum Healing Institute of Holistic Health in Honolulu. Psychometry is discerning the energy that has been imprinted on an object or place by people or events. For some, psychometry conjures up B-movie images of fake Gypsy fortune tellers holding an object, going all googly-eyed, and giving a dire description of a horrible fate for the person who owned the object. For the sake of argument, let’s set the spooky elements aside and look at psychometry from another angle.
Our world is made of energy. We’re now converting the energy of wind, solar, water, and of course, oil to power our homes and vehicles. There’s no such thing as a solid object. Molecules charged with energy create an illusion of solidity. We humans are energetic beings, complete with electrical circuitry to fire our brain, pump our heart and propel us through our daily lives. Whether we recognize it or not, we are constantly being influenced by the energies around us.
Studying psychometry builds our awareness of surrounding influences. In some situations, a knowledge of psychometry may be protective.
TYPES OF PSYCHOMETRY
Object Psychometry ~ Energetic impressions in a object imprinted by previous owners.
Location Psychometry ~ Energy imprinted into places by events or emotions.
People and animal Psychometry ~ Energy frequencies projected by living creatures.
Basically, we are living in a psychometric sea of energy every day. Most people go along with the push and pull of such forces in their daily lives and cope the best they can. For empathetic people who are highly influenced by these swirling energies, learning more about them makes life easier to handle.
For instance, a few years ago I was on vacation with my husband in San Antonio, Texas. As we happily strolled the old downtown area, we saw an inviting Catholic Church. I walked up the steps and pulled open the wooden doors. White washed adobe walls surrounded rows of old wooden pews. Beautiful statues stood in stations around the perimeter. I wanted to circle the room and see the art.
However, just a few steps in, I was hit with a wave of sadness. The more I walked into the space, the deeper sense of grief overwhelmed me. It felt as if the very walls were weeping. Tears came to my eyes. I thought if I stayed in that place much longer, I would collapse in a pew and sob.
I looked at my husband and said, “I gotta get out of here.” I dashed out the wooden the doors and collected myself back on the sidewalk. He joined me a few minutes later, not having felt anything unusual in the building.
Such experiences have taught me to be more discerning. People, places, and things all carry energetic frequencies and information. Some are very uplifting–like swimming in the ocean or seeing the Dalai Lama. Other places and people I avoid, like taking a tour of Alcatraz or attending a rally of White Supremists.
Understanding psychometry is a survival tool, especially for more sensitive souls. Knowledge is power.
AT THE WORKSHOP
As luck would have it, the morning of the workshop was also the morning of the false ballistic missile alarm for Hawaii. As I was getting ready for the workshop, my phone blasted the alarm sound and I read:
My blood pressure spiked, adrenaline kicked in and I went into fight or flight mode. Thinking there might be a 20 minute window before a blast sent destructive waves through the air, I put my tornado alley training into action. I got dressed, making sure I had shoes on to walk over broken glass and debris, grabbed my purse, a gallon of water and the keys to the storage closet on the first floor of the house.
As I hunkered in the closet surrounded by paint cans, dirt, and tools, I regretted not bringing a pillow to protect my head in case a screwdriver went flying toward my brain. Oh well… By then I was messaging my daughters on the mainland, who didn’t seem all that concerned. Daughter #2 asked, “Did you put on a bra?”
Within a few minutes they had searched twitter to see Rep. Tulsi Gabbard’s message declaring a false alarm. It would be another twenty minutes before civil defense issued their own “oops, my bad” message.
So, in the aftermath of all that fear and confusion, the psychometry workshop transpired with about six participants. We were all still wired from the bomb scare. I was a bit nervous that the event might be a flop if nobody displayed any ability, but, fortunately, that was not the case.
Everyone brought an item that had had one primary owner. I passed out index cards and they each took one or two objects and wrote their impressions down on the cards. Interestingly, everyone got some details right. One gal in particular was very gifted. She gave whole personality types, knew if the owner was living or dead, and offered descriptions of their homes. She validated the concept of psychometry for the group.
As the week passed, the energy from the ballistic missile scare reverberated throughout the islands. Indeed, the psychometric effect of the mass consciousness of fear rippled for many days. I felt like I was absorbing disturbed energy everywhere I went. By Friday, I decided I needed a cleansing massage and made an appointment with a lomilomi therapist. Thankfully, she cleared out the negativity and put me back in balance.
Energy affects us everywhere we go. Understanding the principles of psychometry better prepares you to deal with your daily encounters with people, places, and things.
For more information on Psychometry read: Psychometry: The Psychic Touch
by Dana Taylor/ Photos by Monika Muranyi
Greetings, Dear Ones, I am Kryon of Magnetic Service.
I have now heard that phrase dozens of times in the past three years since I moved to Hawaii and began listening to the free audio messages posted at Kryon.com by channel Lee Carroll. Before my move to Hawaii I had read a couple Kryon books with interest, but life was too busy to become absorbed by the material.
In 2014 major life changes found me living in Honolulu without any social network or even a car. My feet became my main source of transportation and Kryon messages became the most interesting material to hear as I strolled under the tropical skies.
Messages dating back to 2002 are readily available 24/7 for anyone to access on the website. It was case of when the student is ready, the teacher will come. After years of reading esoteric material, the Kryon messages offered the next step of other worldly wisdom about where humanity has been and is heading. From beyond ancient history to the unfolding post-2012 cosmic epoch, Kryon is a teacher for the ages. I have absorbed and embraced much of the world view presented.
In January 2017, a notice from a Dr. John Ryan offering a Return to Lemuria Conference with the Kryon team on the Big Island of Hawaii in December popped up on my Facebook page. Interesting. I jumped over to Kryon.com to check it out, but there was no information there yet. Nobody on the 16,000 member Kryon fan page mentioned it. I had never heard of Dr. John Ryan. After the message popped up a couple more times, I checked into Dr. Ryan and discovered he is a board certified Canadian physician who works in mainstream medicine and yet also explores energy medicine. In fact, he has been inspired by visions and metaphysical experiences to develop what he calls Unity Field Healing.
Okay, now it was clear why I was getting nudged. Something new in energy healing? I was definitely interested.
But, spend the big bucks to go to a conference? Hmmm. I sent a message to a friend who I thought might be interested in going with me. Her immediate reply–If you’re going, I’m going. Ultimately, she invited another friend who wanted a week in Hawaii, so our condo and car costs were split three ways. Yes!
On the Big Island
And so, that is how it happened that I was sitting in a posh Hilton conference room with Kryon followers from around the globe and heard, “Greetings, Dear Ones, I am Kryon of Magnetic Service” in person.
Over the course of time Lee Carroll has developed a retinue of companions who serve as presenters for various topics. Dr. Amber Wolf leads meditations and Lemurian Women events. Robert Coxon and Lilly Wong offer spirit language and music. Prageet Harris and Marilyn Harper channel other entity messages. Kahuna Kalei adds her Hawaiian spirituality to the mix. The regular Kryon gang was there and I was excited to experience them in person, not just as disembodied voices coming through the ear phones.
Part of me feared I would be disillusioned, as happened with another prominent energy healer I saw in person, who came across as a money grubbing ego maniac. I am happy to report no obnoxious egos or money grubbers were in sight. In fact, Lee Carroll, the main attraction when channeling Kryon, was otherwise a low-key participant. He didn’t play up any celebrity hype, but actually made sure the audio visual equipment worked properly. People respected his humility and shied away from demanding photos.
What’s more, there wasn’t any Kryon paraphernalia for sale. No mugs, buttons, magic stones or even books. Other presenters had items for sale, but it was modest.
The meat of the conference was in the presentations and more importantly, in the meditations. The theme had been billed as Return to Lemuria and Akashic Remembrance. Dr. John Ryan revealed he had been instructed by his guides to sponsor the conference. It seemed important to bring together healers from around the globe to have the joint experience and learn more about Unity Field Healing.
What is Lemuria?
Kryon and others have identified Lemuria as the first place of civilization on the planet. According to Kryon folklore, Hawaii was once one great continent. The earth once rose like a great bubble of land from the volcanic pressure below. A more balanced civilization of gender equality than we know today blossomed for a time. As the land began to sink, people fled the region and traveled to other parts of the world, taking much of their culture with them.
Despite the passing millennia and modern cultural destruction, Hawaiian kahunas still honor the Lemurian ancestors today and guard many ancient traditions.
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