Malama’s Blog

Dear Mr. President,

I have been your fervent supporter and admirer since I have heard you speaking on TV for the first time years ago. I prayed for your success and was overwhelmed with joy when you were elected. Even though I am not American and do not live in the States, or maybe just because of this, I saw the possibilities of change for the whole world become possible, a new area of understanding and also of caring for our beloved planet. Because I believed, what you had promised.

That is why my disappointment has been even greater these last months, when I read that you were according permits for offshore drilling in the last pristine wilderness in Alaska to Shell Oil. After the disaster in the Gulf of Mexico you may revise your decision. At least I do hope so.

But the real reason to write this letter is your decision to vote for suspending the whaling ban for 10 years at the International Whaling Commission next month. Up to now only three countries have dared to break this ban for purely financial profits, by declaring it as “Scientific Research”! And the world let them go on with it.

In the years before the whaling ban up to 38,000 whales have been slaughtered per year, now the toll is about “only” 1,240 a year. How many will die when the ban is lifted? Whales die in atrocious pain for being served to children at school and the rests go into dog meat. Is this human?

Dear Mr. President, you have grown up in Hawaii, you surely have seen the whales coming to the islands in winter, you may even have been lucky to encounter one while swimming; how could you stand up in front of your children and the whole world and say: Yes, we can  - even exterminate the whales!

You have taken a heavy load on your shoulders by accepting this position as not only the most powerful man in the States, but up to now, on this Planet. I still admire you and wish you the strength to stand up for your promises and for your deepest conviction. That is why you are in this position.

Dear Mr. President, I am pleading for the whales and our beautiful Blue Planet, I beg you to think again to whom you will give your voice – to Life or Death!

Respectfully and may God bless you,

Mrs. DeeDee Bader

PS: It would be a pleasure for me to send you a free download of my book ‘Malama, a spiritual adventure for the protection of the whales and dolphins’ if you are interested.

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It was the last day of my wintertime spent in Hawaii and as always before I had to leave, I decided to have a last swim with the Spinner dolphins out in the open sea.

This day the dolphins were tired from their feeding spree at night and they came into the bay without the joyful  jumping and spinning in the air. Lazily they swam deep down in large circles, sleeping as they do with one half of the brain, one eye closed, as they are conscious breathers and have to think to come up to fill their lungs with air.

Most of the people from our boat got bored by the lack of action and so, finally, I found myself all alone following the dolphins, floating silently and with just the slightest movements over them. I never get enough of watching these sleek, harmonious bodies in their perfectly coordinated moves.

But I had to leave the next day and I wanted to say good bye. So in my heart I started to talk: “My dear friends, I know you understand me. I have to say good bye, I will have to leave you and this precious island tomorrow and go far away. I want to thank you for being here and having allowed me to swim with you and see your beauty and grace, thank you from my deepest heart. I’ll come back, I don’t know when, but I’ll come back and you will recognize me again.  I will think of you when I’m back where I live, on the other side of the globe, and remember all the beautiful hours I have spent in your company. Thank you, thank you, thank you!”

At this moment one of the dolphins turned over looking straight up to me and then, with a quick movement, came to the surface, swimming at arm-length one full turn around me, looking full in my eyes.

My heart soared with joy and gratitude, he had heard and understood me, he had come to say good bye. I was so full of sheer bliss my heart overflew and tears filled my eyes.

He swam down again to join his pod and I thought it was the end, but no! He was just half down when the others, the whole pod of about 30 dolphins, like one man, sorry, like one dolphin, came shooting up, exploding all around me in a firework of glittering bodies and splashing water. Some were so close to me that I felt their pressure on my body. As fast as they had come up, they disappeared.

They were gone, I was alone. And I was there, alone in the ocean, whooping and laughing and crying out my joy and gratitude.

I did not realize that the people on the boat had been looking out for me, as I was, again, the last one to return, and they had witnessed this spectacle. So when I came back on board, they greeted me with enthusiasm and wanted to know how this could happen.

Well, I had just opened my heart and let it talk.

Our world has been shaken by big changes in these last years, financial, social environmental and political changes.

And not only in the last couple of years. Since World War 2 one may say we live on another planet. It looks more and more as if two forces were tearing in opposite directions in the different parts of the world; progress versus clinging to dogmas; opening versus shutting down.

Scientists search for the reasons of the global warming, governments try to impose regulations while big industries continue to exploit and destroy the last wildlife spaces.

For thousands of years, wise people from all parts of the planet have warned that this time would come. In different pictures, different stories, native shamans, healers and priests wrote down what they read in the stars and what they had learned from their forefathers.

The Maya called it ‘The End of Time’ and we know now that it will happen in the year 2012.

Many people want to press the lemon and make their fortune with it. In horror pictures and fantastic projections they paint the end of the world, while scientists with open hearts and open minds begin to see another reality.

We are not facing “the End of the World” but the “End of a World Age”

We change from Pisces to Aquarius in the 25624-year long voyage through the signs, and the old cultures knew about this as one can see on the famous disc of the zodiac signs in the Hathor Temple of Dendera in Egypt. (I’ve just been there, splendid!)

Now we not only enter a new Zodiac sign, we are at the end of a 5125-year cycle and at the same time at the most distant point of our solar system from the center of our Galaxy. In ancient scriptures this was called the Kali Yuga, the dark time, where we lose the connection to the Central Energy.*

But what is the importance of the whales in this?

The whales are the biggest still living mammals on our planet. They have been here before us and are said to have access to the akashic records.

All other animals of this size, the dinosaurs for example, have disappeared by natural catastrophes or simply because they could not adapt to the changes quickly enough.

Whales are highly conscious beings and able to communicate on a conscious level, like the dolphins. Research shows, that they have a language and communicate all over the globe. They have important things to tell us, if only we would listen. Mankind has killed them for survival, with equal chances for both.  Then industrial demands augmented and with it the number of whaling ships and almost no one who used the products, knew where they came from or lost any thoughts about the atrocious death pains of the victims.

Whales are protected now by law, but not all Nations see the absolute necessity to adhere to this convention. Three Nations still continue the cruel trade of whaling, hidden under the name of “Scientific Research” in Japan, in Norway they say that whales and dolphins eat too much fish, Iceland may be just to make money.

There is no scientific research! Except perhaps to determine how long a person can eat whale before showing empoisoning symptoms with mercury and other toxic chemicals our oceans, and thus the beings at the top of the food-chain, are polluted with.  The same is valid for the military research of Ultra Low Sonar waves to detect submarines; how many whales have to die from loss of their orientation systems before the first enemy vessel is detected?

We need the whales and all still naturally living animals, all the last pristine untouched spaces on this planet to give our planet the chance to cross this challenging time-limit of December 21 in the year 2012, to give us the chance to enter into the Golden Age, a higher level of consciousness and give humanity the chance to use the technical and scientific discoveries for what humanity was made to become:

The conscious connection between Matter and Energy,

Brain and Heart,

 To make our world a better place to live on.

*see Fractal Times, Gregg Braden

How can politics have a positive impact on the survival of the whales? 

I do not watch TV-news very often; there are too much negative affirmations and too few search for positive solutions in my opinion. It’s as if good news did not raise the same interest from the public.

But yesterday I switched on TV just in time to hear that Iceland, this northern country known for her volcanoes, her hot springs and her recent financial breakdown, had decided to apply for the admission into the European Union. Another one, I thought, for even though I had been a fervent supporter of the EU in the beginning, feeling the effects of it in our daily life I have cooled off a bit. It will take some more time and lots of talking until Europe will be really One and yet allowing each member to maintain its unique customs and qualities.

And now Iceland wants to join the big family. As we all know, Iceland has started whaling again last year. The big EU-countries Germany, France, Italy, Netherlands, Austria, are strictly against whaling. So it would be impossible to allow a country into the Union that still practices this cruel and completely unnecessary industry, especially as it is for purely financial gain of some shortsighted and unscrupulous individuals and the indigene people do not depend on the flesh to survive. Iceland is a modern country and it’s not to her favor to continue slaughtering already endangered species. The EU could never admit a new country as a full member that does not respect certain essential conditions for the protection of the environment. So there is hope that soon, even before the admission is legal, Iceland will have to stop whaling.

Welcome Iceland and thank you for saving the lives of the whales.

Hopefully the time will come when the last two whaling nations Norway and Japan might be brought to revise their politics concerning whaling, dolphin slaughter and fishery practices, maybe by the power of economic pressure: cars, TVs and other products against the life of marine mammals …

Today I would like to talk to you about the green sea turtles living around the Islands of Hawaii. I always marvel when I have the luck to encounter one in the water or on the beach, where they come in the afternoon to sleep in the sun.

In the old times, they were a part of the food the Hawaiian people took from nature for their survival. But they never took more than they needed, only one at the time and always from a different place, so the population would not be endangered. Only when the strangers came with their ships, they started abusing nature by taking turtles as a convenient living food-reserve on their vessels to change from whale and fish.

Today the turtles are protected by Law. But they are not safe yet as people out of neglect   and mindless action put them in danger. How? You say, nobody wants to hurt the turtles so how could this happen?

Well, turtles are not only grazing the algae in the water, they are very fond of jellyfish too. So when people at the beach carelessly throw away their cigarette butts or burry them in the sand, they don’t think about any danger for the turtles. But the wind and the waves can transport the butts into the water and there only the thin paper dissolves, the rest of tobacco spreads its poisons into the water and the filter … well, the filter does not dissolve. It unfolds and opens up in the water and looks exactly like a nice little jellyfish, for a turtle at least. With one snap it’s in the turtle’s stomach and can’t be digested. The stomach fills up with this artificial stuff and the turtle does not feed any more. Finally the turtle dies from starvation. What a pity! And there are other dangers. When swimming in this incredibly beautiful world of the Pacific Ocean around the islands, we often see turtles, sleeping down there on the bottom of the sea. They can stay quite a long time there but then they have to come up to breathe. We human beings have dreams about how we would like our environment to be, we dream to ride on a dolphin, to touch a big green sea turtle or hang on to it and let us guide through the underwater-world. Deadly dreams! When a turtle, coming up to take in air, is disturbed, she goes down right away again for security, but it could be lethal for her. Having no oxygen left she might drown.

So I plead to respect the rights of all the living creatures in the oceans and on the land. Fill your hearts and your eyes with their beauty to overflowing – and keep your hands on the trigger of your cameras! For the best of all!

I had a very nice experience with a green sea turtle on Hawaii one day. Passing through the knee-deep water on a stony section of the beach I saw a small group of people watching the water and a little boy, about 5 years old, splashing around and obviously chasing something. As I came nearer, I saw that it was a medium-sized sea turtle trying to get back into the deeper water. As the adults of the group did not interfere, I talked to the little boy, explaining that the turtles are protected and that it is not allowed to harass them. The kid looked at me and let go of the turtle. But the turtle, instead of swimming away to security, swam over to where I stood and approached slowly my naked feet in the water. She stopped at an inch from my left foot, moving her head from side to side, as if considering her next step, and then almost lovingly, took one of my toes in her mouth, like a kiss. Then she turned and swam away. It was the fourth toe, the one connected to the heart chakra.

We all were flabbergasted. The man, obviously the father of the child, said in a hushed voice: “She really must love you!”

I felt so blessed; a turtle, symbol of Mother Earth, had connected to my heart.