After almost 2 years of serious Ho’oponopono, I have realized how pervasive and persistent memories can be, truly like “monkey mind” – the reality of Original Sin. I used to resent Adam and Eve. But after experiencing the difficulty of cleansing memories a la Joe Vitale”s Ho’oponopono, I realize how important it is for me to claim 100% responsibility for my life.

I cling to God for doing what I can’t do, but in love and full trust. During these years I have personally experienced God’s abiding presence no matter what state I am in. He has truly become the god of love, no longer the angry, old man of the old Testament. I give credit to Neale Walsch for helping me to imagine a God who in reality is in me. aside from Neale Walsch, I went on even when I had misgivings about God’s love through the books of Michael Tamura and Mike Dooley.

This certainly did not come about instantly a la “The Secret”. This did not come about from mechanical saying of the rosary much less novenas.

I believe the masses that I attended even when I did not feel like going, the Eucharist and the sacraments must have helped me. To a great extent my prayer warriors among the dead must have helped me.

I know I have yet to arrive at my destination, but from now on it will be cruising rather than struggling.