We go into silence, and the teacher takes us into a trance journey. She says to begin somewhere sacred and safe. I often begin trance journeys at Mt. Shasta, but this time Hawaii showed up. Not such a safe place, especially right now with new eruptions spilling over the land! But then I thought of Honaunau, City of Refuge. The ultimate safe place.
I begin at nearby Two-Step, the most wonderful nearby snorkeling spot, and the Fire Priestess comes and puts her hands over me, like on my card.
I plant a small tree in offering. Entering the sacred ground of the refuge, I need to ask permission from the ali’i to be there, and to apologize. Because the Fire Priestess is with me, they grant it, telling me not to take anything and that I have to give my heart. I am to touch the water and cleanse myself. I walk past the heiau, out towards the ocean. Whale invites me to go in the water. I might have anticipated Turtle, but it is Whale.
Whale speaks of the radiation from Fukushima, that they, the whales, take it into their bodies and transform it, and that I need to as well (or any air pollution). I ask, “Won’t that just make me sick, and then die quickly before I’m of much use?” The answer is, “You’re already taking it in, but you’re doing it unconsciously.”
Whale shows me how what is spewed into the air falls into the water (or, I suppose, onto the earth), and needs to sink all the way down into the earth, and then down to the core fires, which can consume it.
Whale explains that my city is just like the ocean’s dying coral – pollution and overcrowding has bleached the life force out of them both. But even dead, the coral – and my bit of earth – is still sacred. My charge is to re-sacralize, restore, reinvigorate my home place.
I review my notes afterward and find that the teacher had said something similar - “When you find what is true, keep reinvigorating and dedicating it as true.”