Mom, I Talked To God Today!

Mom, I Talked To God Today!This lovely story from Kate.

The phone rang. I took the call and heard the enthusiastic voice of my son on the phone: “Mom, I talked to God Today!”

I raised my hand to my chin instinctively to keep my opening mouth to not fall off. My son continued: “You cannot believe me! But that’s the truth! I saw him with my eyes and even talked to…”

At that moment I was in the supermarket. It was so noisy there so we had to put off our conversation. Oh! That household routine, sudden fatigue… And we continued this amazing conversation with my son only on the next day.

–  Mom, it was God! I know it for sure! I felt!

–  My dear son, how it could be possible?

–  He wore usual clothes. But he had such a face! He had such a beard! He had such hair! He told me so many things! He is a bus driver…  

After all I had my mouth opened.

–  Mom, I told him that I would love to be an inventor and make my name famous. He praised me but explained that the purpose to make my name famous was good of course but old. He said that I should found myself and develop my ability. I should also exercise my physical body and take care of it in order to live without disease.

I couldn’t keep silent anymore.

– Wait for a moment. Did you talk to the bus driver?!

–  Well, I often talk to the drivers. They are interesting and kind people.

I had nothing to say anymore. I listened to and absorbed with every cell of my body what my son said. I saw that this God-driver inspired in my boy an interest to self-knowledge and a wish to work on himself.

We never know when and through whom God is talking to us. But today, unconsciously, my son was God for me.Did you talk to God today?




careStory from Kate.

If you ask one of the mothers what is care I guess you open for yourself a whole encyclopedia with lots of rules, limits, and instructions which you are about to perform every day.

There was a period in my life when I heard discussions of women with kids on the playgrounds. I should say that there was always somebody judged for not being good at taking care of a child. If that happens then 100 advisers show up right away who knows how to do it better.

When we talk about care we often think of somebody else but not of ourselves. And we often forget that only God can provide the best care.

With  Ho’oponopono practice, I realize that there is no identical ways in upbringing, in treatment and in something else. Each of us is unique. If the baby girl Anna was born to a mother named  Helen, it means that only mother Helen can make right decisions concerning her baby. If I consider mother Helen to be wrong I can take care of myself and clean all my wrong thoughts, negative opinions and resentment. It is my memory and there is nothing to do with the mother named Helen.

Now I do my best to not give tips. Do my best but… sometimes I can hardly stop.

Anyway, I just need to know Ho’oponopono tools and initiate the cleaning process. Then the Divinity does his job and it will be right for me and for others.



fountainThe story from my ho’oponopono friend Julia:

–        Mom, Mom, a fountain! Look! – I heard the joyful voice of my daughter from her bedroom.

–          Well, a fountain – I said and continued searching the Internet indifferently.

–         But Mom, it is a fountain… they turned on the fountain there… Look away! – my daughter couldn’t calm down.

–         Well, – I came up to the window – Oh, fountain… Haven’t you seen fountains? – I shrugged and moved on.

–         Mom, we should go to have a look at the fountain immediately!

–         What are you talking about? I have a lot of things to do. We will look at it in the evening.

–         Oh, how come. Let’s go right now! – my daughter pursed her lips and cried.

Here we go… start crying of the fountain that we should go and look at immediately…

–         Ok. Get dressed, let’s go and look your fountain.

Daughter got dressed in no time with joy and we went outside. Once we came up to the fountain she began happily to jump around it.

I took a seat on the bench near the fountain and started looking at it. Suddenly, it came to me in a flash: “Oh, this is a FOUNTAIN! The water! The source of life! The source of strength  and energy!” At that it was an alive source of energy as well as everything in Ho’oponopono. I wish I always keep it in my mind!

Looking at the fountain with admiration I started to talk: “Dear Fountain! You are so beautiful, strong and powerful. How much energy you have. You aren’t afraid of anything… not like someone… I admire you!”

Suddenly, the water jet turned towards me and began to spray its streams to me playfully. I felt joy. It was a miracle! Because it was not a fountain rotating on its axis but it turned to me. I put my hand under the water stream. It kindly responded with splashes.

–     You are amazing! How much life is in you!

For a moment, I felt like a small child who just discovered the secret of the world, a child who knew no fears and limitations. With inspiration and a cheerful mood I backed home.

Nevertheless, with Ho’oponopono coming in my life such “fountains” are not rare. The miracles happened spontaneously and unexpectedly. They inspire me and give the feeling of freedom and happiness.

They didn’t turn on that fountain any more. My far-seeing daughter knew that if she didn’t look at the fountain that very  moment, there might not be the next one…

To Tell About Hooponopono To My Son

To Tell About Hooponopono To My SonThis story from Kate. Enjoy!

I was so afraid to tell about Ho’oponopono to my son. I don’t really know why? Of course, the programs whispered some variants of versions-explanations to me. But I was not going to be led by programs and was cleaning. I was cleaning and letting go expectations of all possible variants of our conversation.

I received bad news about a sudden deterioration of my grandmother’s health. I told my son about it and asked him to say “I love you, Grandma” many times in his mind. Without any questions, my son agreed to do it and immediately began to say this magic phrase aloud.

The dialogue in my head began like this: “Why didn’t he ask questions? Why? How can it help? He is usually very curious!”.

My mind often pushes me to understand everything, to analyze. This time I expreinced just that. Instead of trusting and to being happy to take it, I finally asked:

– Albert, do you know why it is necessary to say “I love you, Grandma?”

– Yes, Mommy.

I was almost choked with excitement.

– Tell me, what is it for?

– Well, how would it be better to say … When I say “I love you, my Grandma,” my grandmother receives good and positive energy that cures her.

Hm.. I realised my fear crashed to many small pieces. He told me that I thought I would give him.

Now, when I am talking about cleansing to my son, he perceives information easily as if he always knew about it.


Grateful Toys

Grateful ToysOur dear children! We like to pamper them. As the opportunity arises, many parents buy something interesting and fun in order to once again see the sparking eyes of a child. No money can spare for our beloved children.

Often, another toy makes you forget about the previous one. And, in the end, the house becomes a load of unclaimed toys. Sometimes, you barely think of where to hide them all. Well, it is nice if you give the excess toys to other children's hands. What happens if the toy is just thrown out?

Everything has its own Inner Family, their opinions, their voice. Toys are not the exception.

With the advent of Ho'oponopono in my life, I have been watching very carefully how my little daughter treats toys. My daughter pays so much attention to them, so much love and warmth she gives to them so when in my arms, I feel from the toys a pleasant body vibration – Gratitude.

We still have the toys donated by our friends. Some are left from my oldest son. In order for the toys to be loved and to get our children’s attention, I rotate them: I hide half of them and leave the other half. After a while, I change them around. When my daughter loses complete interest in the toy, I give that toy to a new little owner.

Recently, I really wanted to make a gift to my Unihipili. He asked for the polar teddy bear. We tried a lot of bears in the stores, but it didn’t feel like that was the one. When you are no longer looking for something, a miracle happens. I saw the teddy bear in the bedding section of my local department store. It was white and incredibly charming.

My daughter loved him very much. He was so soft and pleasant to the touch. You simply do not want to let it go. We named him Nana. Now, this little teddy bear reminds me that my inner child is with me and he needs constant attention and care. Lots of love now is given to Nana too.

It is very important for me to have love and gratitude energy in my house. That is why I try to pay attention not only to my family members, but everything that surround us.  

The Peace of  "I“


Children Become Happier

Angry with your child? Memories of violence? Clean. Clean. Clean……non-stop.


Children Become Happier

Children Become HappierI had a second child and happily took all the worries away. My relatives and grandparents live in another city, but my mother's fatigue was not a burden to me. I deftly handled it all. I was waiting for my daughter to be born so nothing could upset me or be hard on me. Although …

Children grow up very quickly. One day I experience a situation when my little girl knocks something heavy on the large mirror. I started to explain, why it is not good to do so. But the daughter was pounding even harder! The next moment all I remember is I took a massage brush and lightly tapped daughter and moved her out away from the mirror. In a second my girl took a comb and hit me as hard as she could!

I thought … Or rather remembered that children are our mirror image. I began to notice that I experience more and more parents, screaming and hitting their children! At such times, it is difficult not to judge! Your soul cries.

There are so many books on parenting. Lots of them talk about what can and cannot be done. In everyday life we ​​often pronounce words to a child about what would happen if child will do something wrong. We put in their heads that if something is done out of parent’s control then it is an act of disobedience: "If you do not stop to indulge, you get punished!" Most parents recognize that the act is wrong and they can’t help themselves.

And I'm a sinner in such actions. I played in the program, because my parents were using such methods of education. As well, I now know that there is no one to blame for that. Violence begets only violence. Urgently need to be cleaned!

I am more active on clearing all of memories of violence, anger, and aggression against children.

As soon as I see someone wanting to strike their child for bad behavior, I understand the memory in me about this situation. I immediately start to work on myself. "What is in me that I feel emotional pain when I see the anger of the woman or men to the child? I am 100 percent responsible for this situation! I'm very, very sorry! Please forgive me! I thank you. I love you …” Even a light-looking slap I see as a chance to clear.

Now I see such unpleasant situations rarely. And that to me is a wonderful result!

I am happy to realize that while I clean, Creator deletes the program not only within me but with the people around me, and the children become happier around.

I love you!


There Is No Such a Thing as Other People’s Children


Kate as always about practical use of ho’oponopno with children….


There Is No Such a Thing as Other People’s Children.

There Is No Such a Thing as Other People’s ChildrenMy mother is a primary school teacher. It is said about people like her:

A teacher from God. And that is true.

My mother has three children, but she used to say that she has 33 children and 30 of them are her students. I remember my mom sitting on the sofa, reading exercise books in the evenings. Surrounding her, three of us shared impressions about the past day. I’m still wondering how she could manage doing all of these things:  preparing lessons, listening to each of us, and even being indulgent to our adolescence shenanigans.

The interesting thing is she was able to pay attention and spend time with each student in the class. The problems of each of them became her own. The children, of course, love their teacher and show their maximum capacity (in learning).

It was my mother who taught me, that there was no such a thing as other people’s children. But indeed I realized it, when I started practicing Ho'oponopono. Realizing that we all are connected by invisible threads has arrived- anyone we meet on our way, is not by accident. Before that I just tried to ignore complaining to people, but now everything is different.

For example, a woman complains to me about her child’s health problems, here is an inner filling: "I can’t cope! I feel that you can help me!  We are the Family ". And the programs that we share are common!  If I hear something about any problem, it concerns me, first of all!

Just two years ago, doctors have  diagnosed my friend and her daughter with the severe cardiovascular disease. 10-year-old Sophie was into sports that time. She had a lot of medals. And then, suddenly, in April of this year she was prohibited even to be engaged in simple PE activities. To say that all were frustrated is to say nothing. The girl's parents were in despair.

The young sports girl’s mother and I began to do Hooponopono.

We were cleaning ourselves not only from the disease, but from all the feelings concerning this situation. After four months they removed not only Sophie’s diagnosis but her mother’s as well! We were so happy!

Sophie received another medal in September! Congratulations to all of us!

We are the Family!


The Prayer from the Mouth of Kid

Dear Friends!

You are welcome to be  part of our Ho'oponopono Kid's Playground. You can send us  your interesting stories about kids, photos, short videos, kid's pictures, children’s  stories  via mail: They are going to show up right here at Ho’oponopono Miracles… Remember! Cleaning is the way to zero. Make life of our children cleaner!

Here is the first contribution from Kekaulike. She gets lot of emails from Happy Parents who practice Hooponopono and some kids even went to SITH class and do the cleaning themselves! 

She writes: «Ho’oponopono for adults and for kids as well. Why I am saying that? I was convinced by a little girl who after attending the Ho’oponopono SITH Class in Moscow asked her Mom to send me her inspired recording of Morrnah's prayer "The Peace of I" . The prayer from the mouth of kid brings joyful tears and warmth in the soul».

Dear adults! Please support the child with your comment. Each comment is your applause to Divine in child. I asked her mother to show each comment to her daughter. The prayer is in Russian. Listen to it with your open heart. 

I wish you peace and miracles beyond all understanding. 

Do Everything Correctly


If you are not sure yet what Ho’oponopono practice is dealing with I have a nice example of how it works in all areas of our lives.

As I mentioned in the article "Mother's Love" Kate has a very interesting experience in cleaning with kids. 

Here is her story:

 Do Everything Correctly

сделать все правильноWhen my daughter was one and a half years old she couldn't yet walk. She wasn't able to. She couldn't find her feet. Doctors never saw a problem with my daughter before, suddenly she was diagnosed with encephalopathy.

By that time, I've already read Joe Vitale's book “Zero limits” and started to practice Ho’oponopono.

Through Juliya, I've made some friends who helped me with cleaning my toxic memories. I was upset. I constantly felt the pressure in my heart and my eyes were full of tears.

Soon on the Russian website “Hooponopono Miracles” Kekaulike started personal readings for people. And I, without a moment's hesitation, took advantage of this chance. It turned out that Kekaulike does not only listen to messages of the divine spiritual world, she constantly cleaned, browsed the situation in dynamics and described what she saw. The most important part of my problem was my crying Unihipili. He needed love and care. Unihipili keeps all of our memories. And if Unihipili doesn't let go of memories, they won't go away.

During my personal reading my Inner child – Unihipili calmed down. I would never forget moments of his tenderness and love to me!

For the first time in my life, I had a strong desire to write a letter to the woman I have been in a conflict with for many years. I wrote I forgave her for what happened between us, and I am truly sorry." The response to the letter came with Peace the same evening. In an hour my daughter made her first independent steps!  

The pressure in my chest disappeared but tears poured out of me. I cried again, but with joyful feelings sweeping over me. We are great friends with that woman now and she also cleans. At this moment my daughter is running all over the room.

Thank you!



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