si dawson

I read a while back about a ther­a­pist in Hawaii who prac­tised some­thing called Ho'oponopono (took me weeks to learn how to spell that reliably).

Annnny­way, the way the story goes, this ther­a­pist, Dr Len went to work at an ultra hard­core insane asy­lum. The staff turnover rate was crazy high, and the patients were so vio­lent that most of them were pretty much shack­led up. Not a nice place.

So, Dr Len starts work­ing there, and never sees a sin­gle patient. He just sits in his office, all day every day. After a few months, the shack­led patients were being allowed to walk around freely. Oth­ers were com­ing off their med­ica­tion. Staff absen­teeism & turnover dropped to zero. After three years, all the patients had left & the place closed down.

Yes, an asy­lum for vio­lent & crim­i­nally insane patients closed down because every­one was healed & there was no-one left to treat!

Need­less to say, this pretty much got my atten­tion. What the hell was Dr Len actu­ally doing in his office?

Well, he looked at the patient's files, looked within him­self to see how he cre­ated that person's ill­ness, and then healed him­self. As he healed him­self, the patients got better.

No, I didn't mis-type that. He healed him­self, and the patients got bet­ter. You can read more about Dr Len here.

The next ques­tion, of course, is how did he heal him­self? Actu­ally, it was very sim­ple. He just looked at what needed heal­ing inside him­self, and said four things (the basis of Ho'oponopono), over and over:

• I'm Sorry.
• Please For­give Me.
• Thank You
• I Love You

So imag­ine my sur­prise when I was recently read­ing "The True Power of Water" by Masaru Emoto. You may remem­ber Emoto (what a great name!) — he wraps bot­tles of water with words, and then pho­tographs the crys­tals that develop (or don't).

Given that we're 70% water, I fig­ure it's prob­a­bly worth pay­ing a lit­tle atten­tion to what he has to say on the subject.

Now, Emoto has spent decades try­ing dif­fer­ent words, dif­fer­ent lan­guages, all to see the effect they have on water. His basic dis­cov­ery is that neg­a­tive words (whether writ­ten down, sung, or thought at the water) result in ugly look­ing water, whereas pos­i­tive words result in beau­ti­ful look­ing water structures.

Which I guess also means that what­ever we're bom­bard­ing our­selves with is more than just affect­ing our brains, it's actively chang­ing 70% of our phys­i­cal bodies.

The really inter­est­ing thing though?

Guess what the sin­gle most beau­ti­ful crys­tal he ever found was.

The water that was wrapped in words for "Love" & "Grat­i­tude". That's right — I Love You, & Thank You — or two of the magic four phrases from Ho'oponopono.