Story of Mrs Takata

 

 

Version written by Adonea

 

 

On Christmas Eve 1900, a girl child was born on the island of Kauai, she was named Hawayo after her birth place, the Hawaiian islands. Her parents, the Kawamura's, were Japanese sugar cane workers and immigrants.

 

Hawayo grew quickly, as children do, and soon was old enough for a summer job. She worked in the cane fields with the other children, but was so tiny that she couldn't keep up with the job requirements. With the help of the other children, she was able to do the job for a full summer. When August came and the job was over, she asked God that she never come back to the cane fields again. She wanted to do better things with her hands.

 

Her wish came true. The next year, she was offered a position substitute teaching first grade at a boarding school. She would have room, board and be able to continue her education. Her father gave his blessings.

Soon, a new store opened in a near town. She went to the opening and met the man who owned the store. He was so impressed with her that he offered her a job on the weekends. She took the job and began working at the soda fountain.

 

The beautiful young daughter of a plantation owner came into the store often. Hawayo would always smile at her and bow very low. One day, the lady asked Hawayo if she would like to come to work for her in her home. She offered her room, board, and twice the salary. Such a good offer Hawayo could not refuse. She began working as a waitress/pantry girl; worked her way up to Head of Housekeeping, staying with this family for about 25 years.

 

There was a young man named Saichi Takata who was an accountant for the plantation. Saichi and Hawayo developed a deep bond and were married in March of 1917. They were very happy together and soon had two little girls. But Saichi became very ill and went to a clinic in Tokyo for treatment. In 1930, at the age of 34, Saichi died.

 

The next several years were very hard for Mrs. Takata. She really pushed herself to cover her grief and worked long hours to make ends meet for her family. This eventually took its toll on her health. She had severe abdominal pain and could not stand upright. Something had to change.

During this time, Mrs. Takata's parents decided to go to Japan for a year's vacation. While they were in Japan, Hawayo's sister died. She knew that she had to break the news to her parents in person. She also needed an operation, and the only doctor she trusted was in Japan. So she booked passage to Japan.

When she checked into the Japanese clinic, she was told she needed rest, relaxation and lots of good food. For three weeks she felt like she was in a resort hotel. She gained weight and her strength returned.

It came time for the operation. When she was prepped for surgery and laying on the table, she suddenly heard a voice say "Operation not necessary". She looked around and didn't see anyone, but clearly heard the voice say again, "Operation not necessary". When she heard the voice the third time, she asked "But what other way is there?" The voice said "Ask doctor". So she pulled out the IV needles and proceeded to search for the doctor. When she found him, she asked if there was any alternative to surgery. He told her about Dr. Hayashi's Reiki clinic.

 

The doctor's sister knew first hand that Reiki was effective, so she was appointed to take Mrs. Takata to Dr. Hayashi's clinic. Mrs. Takata received a treatment that day. She wondered how the hands of the practitioners got so hot. The next day, during her treatment, she looked all around the room for wires. Then she reached up and grabbed the sleeve of the practitioner that was working on her stomach. He was startled, asking what she wanted. She wanted to see the battery that made his hands so hot. He laughed and said "No battery; it is Reiki; very powerful". When Dr. Hayashi came over to hear what was so funny, he joined in the laughter.

 

Three weeks of daily treatments and she was much better. In four months, she was completely cured. Mrs. Takata wanted Reiki to preserve her health. When she approached Dr. Hayashi about learning it, he refused her, say it was a closely guarded Japanese treasure. This was just not good enough; she must have Reiki.

Mrs. Takata went to her doctor and asked him if there was anything he could do. She told him why she needed Reiki and that she could not remain in Japan forever. He agreed to help her by writing a letter to Dr. Hayashi.

 

Dr. Hayashi was very impressed that an important surgeon would write such a nice letter for this little lady. He agreed to let Mrs. Takata take Reiki. After her classes and initiation into first degree, Mrs. Takata worked for a year. She spent mornings doing treatments at the clinic and afternoons at the homes of many different people.

 

In 1937, Mrs. Takata went back to Hawaii. A few weeks later Dr. Hayashi and his daughter came to visit to help her start a Reiki clinic. For almost a year, Mrs. Takata and Dr. Hayashi offered classes, free lectures and demonstrations of Reiki.

 

In February 1938, just before he left for Japan, Dr. Hayashi announced that Mrs. Takata was now a Reiki Master. Mrs. Takata worked for many years on Kauai, and in a clinic on the big island (Hawaii) and finally moved to Honolulu on Oahu.

 

In 1941, Mrs. Takata received a telegraph from Dr. Hayashi requesting her to come immediately to his estate in Japan. When she arrived, Dr. and Mrs. Hayashi gave her a warm greeting and then Dr. Hayashi asked her if she would call everyone together and prepare for his death. She did this gladly. On a morning in May 1941, in front of a small gathering of his friends and associates, Dr. Hayashi announced that Mrs. Takata was now given the responsibility of keeping Reiki alive. War was about to break out and he knew he would be called to serve. He was a man of peace and could not destroy life, so he made his transition by bursting his aorta.

 

Mrs. Takata made the long trip back to Hawaii. In the years following, she traveled extensively, teaching classes in first and second degree Reiki. It was not until the 1970's that she began to initiate masters. She initiated a total of twenty-two people into Reiki mastership and in December of 1980, she made her transition. Before Mrs. Takata died, she taught her granddaughter all that she knew, preparing her to assume the task of keeping Reiki alive, but she never formally made the announcement.

 

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