Life, Love & History from Mu To You

An In Depth Exploration Weaving Threads from Ancient History to Modern Medicine and Stories Along The Way From Everyday Life

In the post, The Saving of a Stump, I share a story about the saving of a stump through the intersection of myself, the stump and a city worker - and the way that story itself branched into another point of connection, upliftment and basic awesomeness with a mail carrier whose name is nearly identical to mine - hers being Alisha and mine being Alicia.

A few weeks after that interaction, as my husband were driving by, we saw Alisha getting out of her truck and we waved. I called out “Hi Alisha.” This time she got my name pronunciation right, which didn’t matter to my heart but was cool. I complimented her bracelet. She shared that she made it with her dad who has alzheimers. I offered empathy that it must be tough and also affirmed the beauty of her finding a way to stay connected - especially soul - connected, with her dad, and somehow it occurred to me, knowing that she is a spiritual lady who can feel energy, to mention to the story of Mu, as told by the man I did a session with, whose lineage stretches back 20,000 years to prehistoric Polynesian culture through his grandmother, who shared this lineage with him in his early life, before she got Alzheimers. Now he carries the lineage.

The incredibly complex Mū culture dates well beyond the neolithic era (20,000 years ago) in the archipelago of the Hawaiian Islands. During the apex of this culture the majority of the Mū people lived in what is now the uninhabited Papahānaumokuākea (Northwestern Hawaiian islands).
It is believed these people originated from the Ixé (junction) of Makali’i (the Pleiades), Mata-Roro (Draco), Hōkūle’a (Arcturus) and A’ā/Newe (Sirius) and immigrated to Ki, Mā Lepo/Honua (Earth), as far back as twenty million years ago and continued up until 200,000 years ago. In modern “time” the energetic of Keoe/’Ūmak, Lyra, is confirming itself as a 5th star lineage. Designating a linear time space, or Wā, is very peculiar because the originals, or “Mea,” did not necessarily cooperate with time (despite cooperating with ‘Umetaumaha/Gravity) so it is difficult to put an actual “date.” There has been much debate over the immigration and the reasons, but in chant we are told Earth and the 3-D (third dimension) became an experiment of Ka mea nāna i hana (Mā, Mū dialiect) (Source, God, Creator) to engineer “self-reflective Love” known to the Mū people as “Aloha Mā.” Before this Source and the expansion of Kō (awe) was made up of pure Aloha, or Love. Because Aloha was not submissive to time or space, it could not be referenced and perceived as it remained all-encompassing and therefore was not “received.” In the attempt to receive love Ka mea nāna i hana separated itself from itself so that it could love itself. Thus, Free-Will was born and Mā Lepo/Honua/Earth Reality became the experiment. The geographic areas which encompass the Mū landmass is controversial. There has been much evidence of Mū relics found in Taiwan, the Aleutian Islands, Haida Gwaii, Rapa Nui, and areas of South America. These people did not worship idols or talismans, but rather “Kiakahi Rā Ana,” or Purpose. Idols and the likes came much later, during the implementation of hierarchy. Instead, conduct was prescribed as a “bowl of light” where citizens carried a hypothetical bowl of light. Any disharmony accumulated would be added to this bowl and thus obstruct their source light, and also add weight to their otherwise high vibrational 5-D make-up. Therefore, life was rather simple and pleasant. As stated before, the purpose began as an experiment of self-reflective love, or Aloha Mā. The mission was to experiment the integration and expression of varying ways to experience Aloha Mā in the 3-D, and how love could become materialized and then spiritualized. Upon materialization, because Aloha is so gigantic, it was fragmented into 103 human emotions(read “Why Ferns” to understand how Fern Medicine plays into this). Aloha as an individual energy would simply destroy the material human. These emotions acted as a stepping stone to the totality of Aloha Mā. Over time, chants, lore, mysticism, hula, and varying intimacies were birthed in order to record Aloha. Other civilizations were busy, too, such as Kumar, Lemuria, pre-history Hebrews, and others, and something incredibly profound occurred. In the activities and poetry of these means of love and Aloha, Korana Mā, or Kaona, also known as Meaning, was birthed. This had not existed before. Free-will went from being solely bureaucratic and purposeful into deeper states of beauty and awe. This was the moment 1st civilizations became attached to Earth Reality and began to loose memory of original purpose. Possession and cravings followed and the incarnation into 3-D became traumatic and a kind of pressure of being locked into matter was applied, this is what is known as “First Trauma.” Varying degree’s of this trauma became almost totally woven into the experiments and nearly all memory of original purpose was destroyed and meaning itself became confusing. In attempts to understand purpose, place, and meaning, civilizations resorted more and more towards violence. These violences led to mass cataclysms and spiritual shifts which compromised the flow of the “collective” experiment. Honua (Earth) became saturated with violent energies and began a series of cleanses. And thus humanity went from a Golden Age into a Dark Age. A majority of the Papahānaumokuākea began to flood and tribes were forced to migrate south to what is now the inhabited Hawaiian Islands, making Kaua’i and Maui Nui (which comprised of Moloka’i, Lāna’i, Maui, Koho’olawe, and Molokini Crater) as primary residences. The flux and turbulence caused many to emigrate back to Makali’i, and because their agreements were complete, they were allowed to Hala (transition), but many volunteers remained and decided to experience the Dark Age. (Please read “Humanity at its Knees” and “What is Data Collapse” to follow this story in detail.) Over time, and into the Modern eras, beginning with the Sumerian Culture, did Man become so immersed in matter that he soon forgot this holy mission and we entered into the beast of the Dark Age. This is what we are moving out of. Nearly all of the ancient islands of old Mū are either submerged under water or are simple shoals and atolls. Relics taken by the sea. On Maui and Kaua’i there are places which hold incredibly powerful Mū hotspots which act as Leina’s , or Star Portals, and remain open. O’ahu, and the Big Island also have lesser Leinas. Thankfully, there still exists ancient codex, ancient oral chants which encompass this expansive time. Some of these chants are so long, they take over 7 days to recite (non-stop!). The Mū decided not to have a written language as they were wise to know great misunderstanding may compromise the purity of the history of the experiment. The ancient Hebrews were courageous to be transparent from the very beginning and initiated a symbolic record, but now we see how saturated, distorted, and exploited their codex, their documented experiment, has become ~ the modern Holy Bible. Today, we are crawling out of the Dark Age and the Mū Culture is offering a revival. Will you go gracefully into this shift, or will you meet it with all your conditioned violences? Perhaps this is the time when we either fulfill our original mission of self-reflective love, or we exploit violence to the point of breaking . Ka mea nāna i hana has taught us that self-reflective love is the most powerful force to have ever been conceived, and an energy which changed the dynamics of consciousness forever. You will need to recognize the role you play in fulfilling our mission, you must love yourself, and return to Kinohi loa Mā ‘ano (nature/origin).

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In his latest series, Ka’oni Hanalei is teaching us about the theme, destiny and legacy of this universe, according to Mu doctrine.

He writes, in his call to registration, about his understanding between the difference between Lemuria and Mu, sharing how Mu is understood in his lineage to long predate the concept of Lemuria.

Let’s also crack the code of the word LEMURIA. Lemuria is 7 letters (symbols) and three syllables. In 1864, zoologist Philip Sclater coined the name, which was quickly supported, and legitimized, by theoretician Helena Blavatsky. The use of the word Lemuria is contended by the families who host and remember the accurate word for the “lost” continent as MŪ. Mū is found in the oldest doctrines of man whereas Lemuria only shows up from 1864. What seems to be occurring is that the word LEMURIA is a code. The code has been channeled to orient humanity into the mechanics of the the 4 chambers, and the 7 sided human heart, which aims to restore humanity into the proper LEGACY of the human and cosmic event. Mū happens to be the most recent expression of universal legacy, on this planet, and the word le/mu/ri/a can restore it. This conversation is incredibly colossal!

In this first session, Ka’oni shares that in his lineage, the Octopus is considered to have transferred the legacy of the previous universe into this one, being the only surviving representative of that earlier universe that is linked to ours through legacy. Interestingly, octopuses have kept popping up for me the week before, and now the week after that first class.

The other day a reporter from Associated Press approached my husband and me while we had coffee and were talking about sharks. My husband had just told me if he were a shark he would be a non-violent shark. It was very cute and sweet. Then the man, whose energy was actually quite good came over and asked for a minute of our/my time. He very politely told me he wanted to give me the opportunity to say no. He was looking at me more than at my husband -  perhaps he read that I am the alpha? I felt within to see how I should respond as I stared at his Press badge. Then I looked up and with a warm grin and said, "I'm gonna say no, because we are having a fabulous conversation about sharks." 

He told me he understood. I offered that he was welcome to join the conversation about sharks. He replied, if it were octopuses, he would like to, as his wife had liked octopuses very much. Then he tried to sneak in his question by initiating a statement regarding a certain politician saying, "fill-in-the-blank politician said..." I interrupted and with a smile and said, "I don't care." 

I gave him a brief spoken word about wanting a candidate who truly loves the people and the planet, whose not a globalist, who is not part of the establishment, and who isn't part of the criss-crossing interconnected webs of corruption, lies, deceit and manipulation from all angles of the beast. He nodded. I could tell he wanted the same thing!

I told him, "I’d vote for you." He said, "No you wouldn’t. ‘Cause I'm not running. After this, I'm going home to go fishing and spend time with my daughters."

I said, "Exactly." That's why I'd vote for you."

My husband added, "The people who don't want the job are the ones who would actually be potentially worthy of it."

The journalist added an intention that we could also end the military, and on that note, with good vibes we parted ways.

Earlier this today, I had a dialogue with

rena

about a similar topic. Rena had restacked a post by a fellow I think has good intentions but seemed to nevertheless be spouting propaganda rather than what I perceive as an honest appraisal of the candidate he was espousing as the lesser of two evils. It is highly possible he truly thought/thinks what he was saying was true, just as Betty’s family members truly believe they are doing the ethical thing, even though to me their choices led us down a path very close to the early stages of a holocaust against dissenters. And remember Hitler actually killed many dissidents, as well as Jews, Roma, Blacks, Gays, Trans people and so on. I am a big believer of holding space for the goodness of people without glossing over areas where a little badassery is needed. I told my husband my post was a little spicy. I didn’t mean sexy. I meant like if you eat too many chili peppers what happens at the other end. Ultimately, this whole world is an illusion, and so my truth/his truth, it’s all in a dream.

That said, I was feeling unfiltered.

Then this::

The other day I met a man who named his dog after Scooby-Doo. As I walked around in the exquisite sunlight that is this day where I am in the world, I saw a dog I recognized whereas the accompanying human I didn’t. If my speculations turn out to be correct, the human is the female counterpart (probably wife) of a doctor who lives in this area and sits on one of those committees that recommends things I abhor.

But I am not put off by this, or by him. When I see him, I always try to spread love, to tap into goodwill, and to hold a space of truth and sovereignty. Perhaps a seed is planted, but no matter. I am here to be love. “

Is that Betty?” I ask.

“It Is Betty,” says the lady proudly and with proud warmth. Betty has already veered toward me for the pets she knows I will give her. Betty once thought my car was her “dad’s” and was disappointed I wasn’t him. Betty’s love does not care how her “dad” votes on committees.

I pet Betty and asked the human how she’s been doing. The woman replied she’s doing pretty well, other than being a little hot, but that Betty has a stubborn streak, so they have to make sure she gets plenty of exercise. I answered, “Stubborness can be a beautiful quality when it is paired with integrity and curiosity and compassion.”

Honestly I could relate to Betty. I too have a stubborn streak. And exercise doesn’t get it out of me. I have had to learn so much about surrender, but also it is my stubborn streak that has helped me come out of such surrender experiences choosing to embrace life rather than give in to things like cynicism or despair. I cannot tell you how many times I’ve gotten into a battle of wills with God, and while I ultimately lose all the ones where it wasn’t God’s will anyway, the reason I don’t give up and go home is because of stubbornness, too.

Betty’s mom looked uplifted and surprised, “There’s some WISDOM!” she said. “Thank you.”

How each of us interprets what stubbornness, integrity, curiosity and compassion look like may be different. But if we stick with it, and surrender where we find that our curiosity or our compassion or our integrity lead us to stubbornly surrender rather than stubbornly hold on to old ways of being, thinking or doing, sooner or later I believe we’ll end up on the same page, or at least on the same wavelength to allow one another to be, respectfully.

Betty’s human sister, a few years ago, could not tell me with assurance that we should not have a holocaust against those who refused the vax when I asked her directly. She was aware an early study showing people who got it transmitted the virus anyway, but still had the narrative in her head about not letting horrible people put her grandma at risk. She truly believe “anti vaxxers” are people with a horrible agenda. Most who question everything about the vaccine think the same thing about people who support policies that include non-transparency, censorship, exclusion from society, inept science, psychological manipulation and coercion of all kinds. My view is as it is on abortion: We should all have a choice, and we should have all the information we need to make a choice that is not made under distress or by manipulation or coercion from any angle. To honor that human beings are capable of making their own healthcare decisions is vital to my sense of ethics.

So there I was having this conversation with Betty’s mom. And it felt like love. Even though everything I wrote above is also true. Likewise, I regularly have lit conversations with the woman who owns a coffee shop that required me to go out back and sip outside because of my choices, and in certain times wouldn’t let me in at all. Yet she is a super good human and we have had amazing shorthand conversations about grasshoppers and butterflies and 26,000 year cycles, and how if a monarch butterfly ruled the world, we could have the best of anarchy without the worst of anarchy. I past a neighbor who has a sign that says, “Girls just want to have human rights” in the pink colors and fonts that make you think of the song, “Girls just wanna have fun,” and who, when Biden won, was seen ecstatically jumping in the air alongside friends. Her husband helped roll out 5G but he knows it’s bad. He knows we could do fiber optics. But he works his job and feeds his family. I ended up having a conversation in this neighbor’s presence, with her wonderful son whom I’ve always liked. It began with me asking how he is and if he is still a sociology major, as he was last time we talked, which was a span of time ago. He had taken a year to question but was back to it. I asked if he had any sense of what he might like to do with that degree. His mom piped in that he would make great youth counselor. I affirmed that I thought so too, and offhandedly threw in that he could take the youth on archeology trips to correct the archeology that still has way too much influence from Neo nazi paradigms in academia. I didn’t mention the Max Plank institute. I did briefly mention Margaret Sanger and how she was a eugenicist who used people like MLK to hide the eugenics aspects of birth control and planned parenthood, so that black people wouldn’t realize it was about population control, while placing clinics in predominantly black neighborhoods. You can read about that here. and here. The former links has an important bit on the Bell Hooks and the later one explores an empathetic perspective to what formed Sangar’s views, without minimizing the reality of what those views in fact were.

I believe that a balanced look at abortion needs to honestly assess not only the origins but the current positioning of abortion, politically and in terms of location of the clinics to see if there is still a eugenics element at play. My own opinion is that is a woman’s business, but that we don’t do enough to address the root causes. I think it is unnatural for a woman who feels well supported and in a respectful loving relationship to want to have one, and for those for whom having a child just wouldn’t be right, such as those who are focused on career and don’t want children, or it isn’t the right time, I think abortion should be an option. At the same time, it has never felt okay to me to call an embryo or a fetus “just fetal tissue.” It is a developing human. Abortion should not be coercive one way or another. As with all things, I believe we deserve all the facts about our healthcare.

I believe the soul is around the body but not fully integrated early in pregnancy. Some souls may even just want to dip into the human experience but not stay for long, and they may have agreements with women who do end up having abortions to give them this experience. I think it varies from soul to soul whether they are fully in the body late in pregnancy or not until after birth. Regardless, the soul understands far beyond the human, and I have heard amazing stories of abortions from spiritual perspectives that actually changed my mind from being pro life (other than rape) to being pro choice.

The issues are different for each demographic that seeks abortions, with a stark and disproportionate number of abortions being sought by black women, often those who already have a child, with white women coming in second. Teenagers are not major seekers of abortion. Information on youth and tweens was not available.

Yet it seemed that rape caused a significant number of abortions, (64,000 July 1, 2022, and January 1, 2024, according to Scientific American) and while this number was used to criticize ban states, no comment was offered in terms of what is being done to address the issue of why so many women are getting raped, and how to hold men accountable - while still making it as safe as possible for women to get the help they need. Personally I think if those with the desire to control through division around topics left abortion off the table, and didn’t politicize it - and instead we focused on empowering women to love and honor their own bodies and sexuality in ways that support conscious choices, while supporting men to grow in empathy, as well as creating a society that doesn’t allow systemic rape to be brushed under the foundation of the house where no one can get to it, women for whom abortion is truly the right thing would be left in peace to do what they choose, but support would be that no woman chooses it out of desperation. And if she does, because we live in such an imperfect world, no one should judge her for it or be cruel to her. We all need compassion and compassion is needed by all of us.

One substack writer put it beautifully:

However, although I touched on these challenging topics, my conversation with this young adult studying sociology in school, I focused on sharing about prehistoric Matriarchal societies that offered a cooperative model free of militarism or a ruling elite. I encouraged him that this is possible. We don’t have to be stuck with the old models. We can look to the ancient models - as well as new ways of implementing and expressing them. His mom was nodding along. Someone who posts all the signs and goes along with all the liberal ideology, when offered a better option - a world that isn’t ruled by the elites and that offers a feminine-honoring culture that isn’t militaristic - she resonated. When we think of lesser ideals, we’ll disagree on what the means, but the moment we move beyond false dichotomies to what is possible beyond the tiny elite few who’ve been controlling the show, so much more harmony can happen. Of course they’ll still be people who strongly feel at odds, but were propaganda to settle down, I feel they would too - and settle into more of a live and let live attitude - you do you in your community, and we’ll do it our way in ours. No one has to get forced or coerced - you can just choose where your values fit with those around you, or create your own community with others who share a synergistic or ancient-new way of wanting to do things, individually and in community.

I was thinking of this article:

One thing that is important for me for you to know when I share the magical stories, it’s from an “I’m dancing in the storm with the rainbows and unicorns” perspective - and even if my life were to instantly transform into 24/7 ease and bliss, I have been through intense things I wouldn’t wish on anyone - including my worst enemy. I’ve lost more people than I can count in the course of being a fallible human standing up for what I believe in, trying to live as authentically and with as much integrity as I can. I experienced various forms of excruciating physical and emotional pain. I’ve shared some of my challenges, if not in full, in enough to let you know I’m neither perfect person nor living a “perfect” life. I’m not going to go super vulnerable in this post, but I’ve had times I’ve been flat on my face, times where it would be understandable if a “normal” person thought I was nuts, or trudging through the storm wondering why on earth God doesn’t just intervene and shut off the weather manipulation, or send in the benevolent ETs to do it.

Which brings me to one final magical snippet I will share, which is a conversation I had with the human mom of the dog I was trying to get on the ticket to run for President, only he transitioned and isn’t in his body anymore. His name is Yoshi and Yoshi loved everyone, never hogged attention and was just one of those dogs that, if he were to be a leader, could bring everyone together. Ernie, Yoshi’s little brother who was adopted not long before Yoshi transitioned, is a wonderful dog, but maybe not up for top dog in leaders. There is an important place for Ernie, but I think he needs a mentor before I would put him him charge. It’s not that there’s anything wrong with him at all - I adore Ernie - it’s just a vibe thing. Anyway, Ernie’s person and I were talking about the weather - cause you know I’m so good at small talk, and because it was one of those super hot days, she expressed how little tolerance she has for the heat and how she actually likes winter. I told her I like winter too, but I would like it better if the snow were pristine and I could eat a snow cone with maple syrup without worrying about pollution. She initially thought it would be fine to eat the snow just when it fell, and was surprised when I shared I was concerned about what might be in the sky. I shared about a few things, including the aluminum particulate that scientists have found thick in our atmosphere, which is officially attributed to satellites and space craft that reach their service termination and explode in the upper atmosphere, as well as more common everyday pollution from factories, such as the steel plant that was causing lot of health issues when we lived in another state. I mentioned Solar Radiation Management and how, even if you think it isn’t happening currently, prestigious institutions want it to happen, and the science shows that both aluminum and sulfur particulate nanoparticles cause depletion of the ozone, which contributes to climate change. I didn’t get into problem reaction solution. We got back to Ernie and Yoshi, and how Ernie is a good boy but Yoshi is missed. I told her I was sure Yoshi was still around, whispering good things to everyone. She said, “I hope so. He would so that, wouldn’t he?”

If you’ve enjoyed this piece, please share. The more we link up with one another, the more fun it gets to be magical even in the storms of life we are traversing as a collective!

Let sovereign harmony

Be the joyous song of humanity

If you haven’t yet, I encourage you to check out Dear Heart Soul where a joy revolution is underway.

Lee Harris, through his guides the Zs, channeled that joy is eight times more powerful than fear, but fear is 8 times more prevalent in the media and our culture than joy. So what if we reversed that? What if we doubled, or even tripled the amount of joy in our hearts, our world?

I’m excited to join

Lori Ann Bloomfield

for the joy movement!

P.S. I know at least one of you has reached out with interest adding a perspective to this piece. I will gladly add it in when I receive it from you!