Unihipili taught me that even objects have souls.

It’s been a week since I started practicing Ho’oponopono again.

I hear another voice along with the voice of Unihipili.

It’s the voice of the toilet.

I heard it say, “Please clean me.”

Wondering what it was, I said “Ice blue” and cleaned the toilet.

Then, I heard the toilet’s voice again.

“Thank you! Please do it again!”

That’s what it sounded like.

In the teachings of Ho’oponopono, objects too have an identity.

Now, I want to express my gratitude that all the objects in my house are participating in the cleaning.

Thank you, Unihipili.

I love you.