Posted by Lani on August 21, 2000 at 01:25:40:
Aloha,
Years ago Dr. Otha Wingo devoted an entire issue to healing work as "The Proifessional Huna Healer".
So, sincer those who want to bicker (and I also love it so, ah, the sweat of a good mental werestling match!) are taking a break, let's share what our uses of Huna have been.
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"Ouch!"
Sometimes I think my apprentice Gary was one of the finest ones I ever had.
When things got tough, as far as money went, he would beat the bushes for clients for me. Sometimes I would get paid for them, sometimes I'd do them for free to get word out of my religious competence. In my experience, religious competence and financial competence have little in common.
I remember getting a call from Gary, asking me to come over to a friend of his. Randy had some kind of need for me, and Gary had talked him into seeing me. This was the first time I was to meet Gary's friend.
When I got to his apartment, I was met at the door by a young man in his mid-twenties wearing only Bermuda shorts.
Let's talk about "hamburger" for a moment.
"Hamburger" is a term used in any extreme sport whether bicycle racing or rock climbing. It has to do with a characteristic of skin when it is dragged over a surface, whether a road or scare.
The skin isn't exactly sanded off, but rather becomes shredded. Then a large scab forms over the area, and that might be fine, but it isn't. For the scam isn't nearly flexible enough, and when in so large a configuration whenever one moves, cracks for in the scab which got all the way down to the nerves and it hurts like hell, and the crack starts to bleed.
Back to Randy. The had more hamburger on him than I've ever seen before. And other structures indicative of his being in the hospital. Because he was just in shorts, I it a pretty good look at his body.
I could tell he had worked on it, he was buff and ripped. But that's where the good stuff stopped. There was very large areas of hamburger on his forearms and legs. There was also hamburger on his chest, brightly outlining his ribs, as well as on the palms of his hands.
His right thumb was splinter and bandaged. His right knee was bandaged, but his left knee was in a cast, and he could barely walk - actually shamble would be a better word for it.
The underside of his chin was bandaged all the way down the front of his neck. His jaw was inflamed so much he could barely open his mouth without pain, and so talking was difficult for him.
His face and over spots on the rest of his body were black and blue. His left thigh, when compared to his other one had swollen to about twice its normal size.
Randy was not in good shape.
We sat down, him with the left leg and its cast over the knee made him keep it straight.
I asked him what had happened. One reason was to get an idea of what I was up against, as well as to enter into lokahi (rapport) with him, if I could. This would help me in the healing.
He was proud of his body, and took an outdoor job to keep him in shape. He also rode his bicycle all over and to the job he had as a landscaper.
He had been riding his bike to work. As usual he was pushing it as fast as he could. He started to make a left turn in an intersection, he remembered really putting on the speed, standing up on the pedals. Then he remembered a snap as the drive chain broke. Then he lost consciousness.
The next thing he remembered was coming to consciousness on someone's front lawn. He was stunned and not really understanding what had happened. He was surrounded by people, and wasn't aware of his body at all, except for a massive itch on his chin.
His chin felt funny, but he wasn't aware enough to be worried, until one of the men surrounding him told him not to worry, that an ambulance had been called. That's when Randy started to worry. He looked at his hand and it was covered with blood. By touch re realized that all the bottom of his jaw or chin had been torn off and was hanging down onto his throat. His lost consciousness again.
When he awoke, he was in a hospital being examined. He didn't have any broken bones but had to have a lot of stitches, especially on his underchin. His right thumb had been sprained. But he had apparently been impaled onto his bike's kick stand, which had penetrated into his left knee. His Doctor said he had to find out how deep the hole in his knee was, and inserted one of his fingers into Randy's knee. Then it hit the end of the hole.
That's when Randy began to scream.
This was not going to be easy. Looking at Randy was like a starving man looking at a buffet-one wanted to start, but hardly knew where to begin…
Just to get an idea of how sensitive he might be to the Huna healing modalities, I started to work on his splinted right thumb. It was kind of cute anyway, with a little pink end sticking up out of the splint and bandages. He could wiggle it a little, but it was very painful to move at all.
As I started to work on his sprained thumb, I took hold of his bandages there. He exclaimed because he immediately felt a lot of heat in the joints, and pulled his hand away from me. He wanted to know what was going on? I asked him if it was uncomfortable for him. And he admitted that it felt really good, and gave me back his bandaged thumb to work on.
This is usual, I've had people feel this sensation even through ¼ inch of wet cold plaster cast. Mana seems to act a little like microwaves, stimulating the never it works on as a pleasant heat. The only exception to this is working on burns. Here the perceived heat from the mana is perceived as pain. But in a few minutes the pain fades and so does all the pain.
Along with my mana, I also make use of Mana Loa from my Aumakua. Or to put it better, I am open to its presence. You can't really invoke it, that's out of your control, but you can block it. When present, there is a very different sensation that it causes, it feels like a pleasant shock or tingling.
Once the pain was removed from his thumb, and he could move the tip of it without pain, I went onto his extensive hamburger.
After I finished each area, I went onto another. When I was working on Randy's left thigh, which was so swollen, Gary came over to watch it. The swelling was fading so fast that you coulsd actually see it shrink.
He wanted to remove the cast on his left knee when it no longer hurt, but I wouldn't let him do it in front of me. After all there was still some weakness.
There was no more pain as I pressed on the large scabs of his hamburger.
Then finally I worked on his jaw. By this time he was txtatic, and eagerly let me work on this area. Within a minute or two there was no more pain in his jaw and he could sdpeak nirmally and without pain.
The removal of the swelling and the black and blue marks is very significant. You might think about the ideas expressed by our frind, the Nameless One, Eric. The removal of all the pain just might have been some kind of very rare Plecabo effect, but the un-swelling and the removal of the black and blue area too? No. It is a matter of religious competence.
When I was finished and leaving, he walk quickly over to his door and blocked me from leaving. He said he wanted to tell me something first. What he said really touched my Heart, and made it all worth while for this Kahuna white boy.
He said that he was twenty-four years old. He had never had anyone work on him religiously before. He didn't know anyone who ever had. How could he know? He asked me. He wanted to apologize to me for the things he had thought and the things he had said in his conversation with Gar (I only know later that he made Gary promise that I wouldn't touch him. A message Gary, wisely, didn't rellay to me). I pointed out that I hadn't been hurt by the things he thought of me before I worked on him, because I didn't know about them. But he was ashambed and adamont that I needed to forgive him. He was being condemned by his own high degree of integrity, and that was most admirable. So I forgave him, and he was relieved.
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Aloha,
Your buddy,
Lani