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Synchronicities (PDF)

Heather Annette Seeley

At the moment I seem to be basking in the bounty of the synchronicities of the work

of Indigenous Mind. The light that balances the shadow is prevalent. I feel honored to see

this light of synchronicity at the moment. When I decided to delve into the work of

remembering I realized that there would be amazing moments, glorious remembrance and

the beauty of reconnecting with my ancestors. I never imagined that I would be blessed with

My Great Grandfather Ward Seeley is showing up quite often these days. After an

extended conversation with my Aunt Marion, my father’s half sister, in which we told stories

of birth and death, of joy and sorrow and family history. Marion found herself in the midst

of the conspiracy of spirit. My Step Grandmother, Marion’s Mother, Kaye Seeley resides in

an Assisted Care Facility in Minnesota. One day a new neighbor showed up and Grandma

Kaye decided to welcome her. This woman asked if she was related to the Seeley’s from

Michigan. She had worked for a doctor in Mayville and Detroit Michigan. This woman was

Ward Seeley’s secretary for many years. He delivered her children. Marion, after relaying the

story to me, indicated that had this happened a month or even a couple of days prior to our

conversation she would have thought of it as mere coincidence. But in the wake of our

conversation she found herself awe struck by the serendipity of it all. Each day in my prayers

I thank Ward Seeley for his presence of my path.

There is a long line of doctors, nurses and healers on both sides of my family. In the

living generation there are three western doctors and I. (I am not quite sure how to label my

connection to healing at the moment, besides the fact that I am involved with plants and

ancestors.) After my maternal grandmother, Annette Bickel’s, passing the duty came to the

grandchildren to decided who would have possession of the medical bag that had been in

the family for at least two generations. A dark leather medical bag, embossed with E.H.

Bickel in gold print under the buckle that held the bag together it held old tinctures, scalpels,

medical mirrors, tools of the trade and items that took you back to the time of house visits

and non-corporate medicine. Most of the cousins bowed out of the drawing realizing that it

had great significance to the doctors but one cousin wanted to be a part. The drawing came

down to my two brothers (both are MD’s), my cousin and myself. My cousin won. My

brother’s were deeply distraught by this turn of events. Neither one of them being readily

emotional turned within in sadness. I sat dumfounded and disturbed. The event evolved

into a family drama in which three hours later my brother’s found themselves with my

cousin trying to convey to her the importance of this object in their lives. She was

unresponsive to their pleas. The wounds were inflicted. Both of my brother’s have

expressed their need to have the medical bag continue to be passed down to the doctors in

the future generations as a rite of passage into the healing profession. They have not heard

any response from the Bickel Family.

After the second conversation with my Aunt Marion, she found herself in the

basement going through the trunks of old things that she had inherited after my

Grandfather’s passing. I came home to find a message on my voice mail, “ Heather, it’s your

Aunt Marion. I was going through some of Dad’s old things and I came upon Ward Seeley’s

medical bag and I thought that you and your brother’s might like it.” That was it. A simple

message that send chills down my spine as tears flooded my eyes. Was this true? Had Ward

Seeley once again left me awe struck and humbled by his presence? I went to bed that night

with tears of joy in my eyes and a smile streamed across my face.

There have also been immense synchronicities within my dreams and waking life.

This has come as no surprise and still leaves me pondering, reeling and thankful for the

connections of the waking world and the dream world. My Great Great Grandmother,

Ward’s mother came into my dreams the other night for the first time. I didn’t even know

her name until a couple of days ago.

6 January 2002 Letter: What Guides WISN? (PDF)

Apela Colorado

272-2 Pualai St

Lahaina Maui, HI.


6 Jan. ’02

Greetings return to you, Dr. colorado, in the love and in the light of the ancestors, The Source of Life.

Aloha Kakou!

The echo of the ancestors have resounded into these set of words:

The new world will be built upon the ruins of the old. The new structure will rise. Men of goodwill everywhere, under the guidance of WISN, will organize themselves into battalions of life, and their first major task must be the development of right human relations, through the education of the masses. This means the paralleling development of an enlightened public opinion, which is speaking esoterically right response to the sound which conveys the will of the CREATOR to the ears of the attentive. Then humanity will indeed move outward from the desert, leave the seas behind, and know that CREATOR is FIRE.

Kekaula, the SEER, is about that part of us that is ADEPT, knowing the world and how to work with forces in it. As such, ke kaula is a TRANSFORMER, able to bring about change, sometime surprisingly. Kekaula knows how to use his/her own ends and can be seen as a MANINPULATOR. In all, kekaula performs feats that few others can, and almost anyone would regard him/her as INGENIOUS.

Kekaula is composed primarily of the energy of PATIENCE and IMPULSE, and it dwells in the ancestral house of the FIRST CAUSE. Therefore, expressing “I AM” through the energies of IMAGINING and EXPERIENCING; and expression of the sea of dreams.

In this place, one experiences the beginning and ending of things- the spark, the idea. It is the NORTH, the unknowable, the MYSTERY. It is where all things come from, the unlimited potential of THE DREAMER. We swirl in all that can be, before and after it is real.

The expressions of the crossroads are Kekaula and keihoiho kukui (candle)

The keys to realization are in the hoailona of Ke komo kula (ring) and kaapu (the cup). The gateway to heaven is the lele (tower), where REFLECTION provides access and FOCUSING ATTENTION makes a way out.

Now: Kalua (hole, pit) is about being receptive. The approach is one of Openness to all that is around you, receptive life, ALLOWING PERCEPTION OF OTHER REALITIES beyond the everyday and normal.

These approaches in combination lead to seeing the simultaneity of life, the intermingling of cause and effect, the wholeness of the moment and the universe at large. Kalua symbolizes the gateways of “I FEEL” and “I PROJECT”. It is also the gate to and from the SEA OF MAGIC.

Here the mystery comes forth, just beneath the fabric of LIFE, a buoyant undercoat woven by the “FEELER”. Through the energy of INTERNALIZING, that which is latent congeals. We are not powerless and simply placed on earth; we feel the wonder within.

The crossroad of expressions are “MAHEALANI MOON” an “KEANIANI” (glass).

The keys to realization are in the MO’O and KEKAULA HAO (Chain). We are as strong as the weakest link.

The gate of the “HOLE” provide access through PERCEPTION OF OTHER REALITIES and exit through OPENNESS.

Now: No Ka Pua Loke La Kealoha- the ROSE, the flower of aloha, dwells in the ancestral house of the MATRIX and in the realization of “I WANT”. It represent the dilemma between what I want, how I want it and the way things just are. The challenge of the warriors is to realize the beauty of what is, and to be in step with the process of becoming.

Ka Pua Loke, the flower rose, is the question about perfection, about my inner sense of how things are supposed to be. When I a idealizing, I am in a fantasy  world of letter- perfection- according to me-. I can be a little more realistic.

Now, I am only PERFECTING. You could be better. Allow me to show you what is wrong. The trouble is inside me, I am not perfect. So, everything that is not perfect in me, I end up seeing as imperfection in the world, and in you.

I can choose to see all this another way. I can see the whole thing as UN-FOLDING, never quite perfect but always getting better. I can even see you in this new light. After all, you are dealing with your sense of perfection too.

Better yet, I can let go of the idea of my being perfect and relax into EXPRESSING who I am and how I like things to be. Just being can be its own perfection, even if it is beyond me. This way you get to be right too; within the sea of time and innocence.

In this sea, of time, we exist and experience. Duration leads to sequence, and we separate then from now, this from that, and you from me. Everybody wants to do something; we stir.

Here shines IMPULSE, “THE DOER.” He fills this place with the desire to experience. The crossroad of expressions are the PA KUKUI (WANDERER) and KE IPOAHI (THE LOVER). The keys to REALIZATIONS are in the APU (CUP) and KA PUA LOKE. The way in and out is through the GATE of the MIKILIMA (GLOVE) where PROJECTING IDENTITIES gains access and ACCEPTING ASSISTANCE creates an exit.

In this place, INNOCENCE, we still hear the voice of “THE SPEAKER”, that which sent us forth and which beckons us onward. Under the star of REACHING, we GROW and pursue living.

The crossroad of EXPRESSIONS are KE KEIKI (THE CHILD) and KE KUMU LA’AU (THE TREE). The keys of realization are through KA PUA LOKE (THE ROSE) and PAUKA (POWDER). Access and exit are through the gate of WAIPA’a (ICE), where clarity gets one in and CHANGEABILITY lets one out. Here we recall our inner guidance. The sea of Innocence is shared between the ancestral houses of “THE MATRIX” and “THE MOTION.”

Now: KOLOA, the DUCK, describes the part of ourselves that is CONVENTIONAL, going along with the way things are. To do so is to go with the grain, not against it, and so KOLOA symbolizes a kind of NATURALNESS, being in step.

It shows a SENSE OF HUMOR, that life does not have to be all seriousness. this same part of us can show SELF DOUBTS, a nagging about one’s own originality. It can also be SELF-EFFACING, doing things more for the sake of the team than for itself.

KOLOA is composed principally of the energy of LAUGH and INWARDNESS, and it dwells in the ancestral house of IMAIKALANI, the blind ali’i of Ka’u, THE SPIRIT INCARNATE. Therefore, KOLOA is expressing “I PROJECT” through the mana of EXTERNALIZING and INTERNALIZING; and expression of the sea of laughing hats.

In this sea are all lifes actors, each with permission to act out his or her role. “THE PLAYER”eggs us on. He encourages us to enjoy being on stage with his energy of EXTERNALIZING. We can be anything we choose, at least for a moment.

The crossroad of expressions are the LUA’APANA (JESTER) and KOLOA (DUCK). The keys of realization are through KE KAULA HAO (THE CHAIN) and the KIHEI (ROBE). Entry and exit are through the gateway of the IHE (SPEAR), where SELF EXPRESSION makes a way out. THE SEA OF LAUGHING HATS are shared with the ancestral houses, THE SPIRIT INCARNATE and THE ANCESTRAL GRAND PLAN.

The echo of the ancestors is complete, therefore, I leave you, Dr. Colorado, in the love and in the light of the ancestors, The Source of Life; rejoicing in the power and the peace braided with the cords of patience, revealing the power of the universe, your aloha.

Sincerely in service,

Hale Makua