The Parliament of Ferns, Part 2

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Hello Dear Readers,

Thank you for reading Part 2 of The Parliament of Ferns, my speculative account of how fern medicine would transmit itself into a post-cataclysmic future if placed on a new Noah’s ark. If you haven’t read Part 1 yet, I suggested you do that first. Here’s a link: The Parliament of Ferns, Part 1.

And now for Part 2…

The Ferns Speak

“Aloha. We are the ferns of Hawai’i. We speak through a human avatar, Jennifer Lighty, who has offered to transcribe our teachings, kept alive orally for millennia by the Mū Hawaiians and revealed in her time by Ke’oni Hanalei, Mū descendant who still knows his lineage back to the stars. We originated when Earth was partially ethereal, thus we believe we have something to offer to those in a liminal future who may find themselves needing guidance at the crossroads.

We have had our eye on Jen since she was a girl and have been speaking to her for many years. She heard us all along and shared our essence through poems, but has only recently been able to directly hear us. We asked if she wanted to volunteer for this task because she is a poet, a suitable amanuensis, for as Percy Byshe Shelley proclaimed centuries before Jennifer was born, “poets are the unacknowledged legislators of the world.” The Mū knew the world is constructed of metaphor and taught that before you speak you must first become a poet. Those who can link words to that which is seemingly other and move the heart are the world’s true governors. We thank Jen and her ancestors, most notably her grandfather and great-grandfather Harris and Jacquett Lighty, court stenographers in the 20th century City of Brotherly Love, Philadelphia. Through blood they gifted her with good ears and swift fingers.

What we are going to tell you contradicts the historical record, which in Jen’s time required material proof to be accepted by the establishment. Perhaps that’s changed in your time. We’ll just say that the scientific method was responsible for great advances in human civilization, while also being limited by strict adherence to the material. As Hamlet, a fictional existential hero created by a famous playwright known as Shakespeare proclaimed, “There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio / Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.” While we support critical thinking and the use of one’s senses to remain grounded, there was little material evidence of Mū culture in Jen’s time. Instead, the culture was preserved in chants and by us, the ferns. This is some of what was known:

Mū was a pre-Tahitian culture that existed in the Hawaiian archipelago well before the Neolithic Age, about 20,000 years BC according to the time measurements of Jen’s civilization. BC stands for “Before Christ.” Christ was an advanced human avatar who seeded human consciousness with the truth of their divine origin. His teachings were over-materialized and resulted in a religion of control that governed most of the planet by 2022. Unlike the scholars and sages of Jen’s time, the Mū did not write their wisdom down. Some of it was encoded in symbols in post-cataclysm cultures by the Mū diaspora. Hebrew, Mayan and Egyptian art contained Mū teachings labeled esoteric, which only meant they couldn’t be comprehended by the rational mind.

To be irrational was not valued in Jen’s time. As a poet her gifts were, for the most part, not valued. Fortunately, she followed her calling anyway, and found her way to places quiet enough the elements could still be heard. She wandered and absorbed esoteric wisdom in many sacred places. Finally, in Hawai’i, she encountered Ke’oni Hanalei. Her channel opened and she was able to receive our words.

Ke’oni Hanalei means “A Spiral Hurling Forth.” His parents chose well. In 2013, ten years after  his grandmother, Maui medicine woman Kau’ikeonalani transitioned, he chose, as a sovereign Aquarian being to lift the kapu against sharing pua’aehuehu.

Ke’oni had been tested through cancer, death, addiction, incarceration, abandonment-all to understand he was the only one who could truly abandon himself. He dedicated himself to leading a life of purpose. Kiakahi, the Hawaiians called it. He knew the teachings could be lost and chose to share in the most direct and practical way available to him at the time, social media. His daily ferncasts on Instagram opened the minds and hearts of thousands of humans.

One thing we want to make sure you know is that we aren’t attached to results. We have preserved this ike because it is our sacred purpose, not because we want to save humanity or Earth. When our words are lifted on the next ark as the water rises, we will keep on until we all die out. That is when we’ll know our purpose is complete.Consciousness is expanding. Will it happen fast enough so that humans of Jen’s time can avoid the catastrophes that are only trying to wake them up? Probably not.

Where did the Mū come from and why did they choose Earth?

Some of this information cannot be disclosed yet, nor may never be.Our teachings are meant to be embodied, so we have chosen not to reveal some things to help you understand one of our principles, Pai Huna, Divine Mystery. We could tell you, but then you wouldn’t have the opportunity of surrendering to the unknown, but the Mū Hawaiians of Keoni’s time have preserved some of our origin story in chants and they can be shared freely.

The Mū were descendants of the first beings on Earth known as Mea. The Mea were not in full participation with gravity, thus were partially ethereal. They appear in the mythology of other cultures. In Greece, they were known as the Hyperboreans. They came from the junction of four star systems known in the Mū dialect as: Makali’i, Mata-Roro, Hōkūle’a and A’ā. In English: the Pleiades, Draco, Arcturus, and Sirius, all visible in the night sky of Jen’s time.

Jen learned from Ke’oni that the chants say Honua, Earth, and the third dimension of physical matter were an experiment of the creator, Ka mea māna i hana, to engineer aloha mā, self-reflective love. Before this Source consisted of pure love-aloha. Aloha could not be perceived in time and space, therefore Ka mea nana i hana separated itself from itself in order to love itself. Free will was born. Kiakahi Rā Ana-purpose-was worshipped, not idols or individual gods.

Because aloha was too vast for humans to experience, in order to experience aloha mā in the 3D, aloha was fragmented into 103 human emotions, traits and qualities. The path to direct experience of aloha was experiencing each of these emotions. This is where we come into the picture.

We, the ferns of Honua, are the only known species on Earth by the year 2022 BCE that have preserved our sacred DNA through the cataclysms that wiped out previous civilizations and caused mass extinctions of plant and animal life. We exist in evolutionary stasis, have remained unchanged even at the level of the nuclei and chromosome for at least 180 million years. Every other species that survived, even crystals and stone elements, have had to adapt to continue on Earth.

How we have done this is again governed by Pai Huna, but the Hawaiians of Jen’s time are correct in saying we have a biosphere around us that extends an inch out from our physical avatars that cannot be explained by science. Yes, surrounding each one of us is what her civilization considered an alien world. It’s not alien to us, of course. We can share that our spores are the main contributor to this force field. They feed and sustain our metaphysical state while anchoring us to the physical by helping us reproduce. As we drift on the wind and fall onto rock and soil we plant the original source codes of Ka mea nānā i hana in Earth.

Speaking of Earth, it’s time to ground this parliament. In Jen’s time the word was most commonly associated with the governing body of the United Kingdom who, as the British Empire, colonized much of the world with the extreme form of possession known as property ownership, an extreme manifestation of the attachment to meaning that is the true cause of the collapse of every civilization that has occurred on Earth. (And in other planets and star systems, too-though we’ll stick to Earth to keep the word count of this parliament within the limits the ark builders have designated to keep the boat afloat.)

A parliament, from the Old French parlement, simply means a conversation or talk. Jen knows this word from her days as an aspiring Medieval scholar when she escaped the disenchanted modern world through Chaucer, whose poem “The Parliament of Fowls,” tells the story of a legendary negotiation between birds that ends with Nature allowing the birds the right not to choose a mate, reinforcing free will.

Free will, if you’ll remember, is the child of the fragmentation of aloha, and we are pleased to report that our scribe Jen has exercised it by choosing life over and over again in the face of trauma and despair. We bless her hands for this, her tongue and mind and heart, and we want you to know we trust her. These words, transmitted through her hands, are ours. We are united with her in our shared kiakahi of embodying the principles of aloha.

As we mentioned, by the time of Jen’s transcription we had revealed ourselves to humanity through 103 avatars. As we must be directly experienced in order to be resolved by the person working with our medicine, who must then express us somehow in order to embody our teachings, we have not asked Jen to write about all 103 of us in order for her to remain in integrity and integrate Pa’iwa’iwa/Truth. She writes only of the ferns she has embodied enough to express our teaching with poetry and clarity. She has our full permission to share these words.

Tune in next week for the conclusion with Part 3!

Kō aloha la ea,

Concentrate on love by way of the light,

Jen