Having focused on, and prepared for the prophetic date of Dec 21, 2012 for the past 18 years, I was honored beyond words to cross the Solstice 2012 threshold in Palenque, Mexico, holding vigil around a blazing prayer fire, in sacred, torrential rains for hours on end, directly across from Maya Grandfather Don Marzo Yuk Quetzal, surrounded by a circle of kin, including many from the International Rainbow Family.
In the middle of the night, Grandfather’s presence was like a mystical mirage as he glowed in his white wizard cloak. He emanated fierce tenderness and determined compassion, many times proclaiming: “Guerreros de la Luz” (Warriors of light!) As he gently rattled, he was a shamanic artist, painting prayers with invisible colors, weaving words and hands as incantations before the sacred fire. The fire that consumed and transmuted one cycle into the next… the fire of the New Dawn burning vividly amidst the cosmic downpour. Grandfather’s eyes were closed the majority of the night, as he was clearly communing and communicating with his ancestors, his guides, the earth and the heavens.
I felt we were traveling on the canoe of the Maya ancestors, sailing through the “Xibalba Be” (Mayan term for the dark rift in the Milky Way Galaxy), while Grandfather was calmly and silently at the helm, letting Great Spirit steer. He navigated with an almost invisible hand, upholding the law of equality, permitting all to wield the moments of our long ceremony as the larger tapestry of communion unfolded through our collective heart.
For hours upon hours, we held hands, soaked and surrendered to the cosmic baptism purifying us from above, adorning the long moments with sacred songs of all traditions, while the ancient smoke of copal encircled us time and time again. Shiva Shiva… Hare Hare.. Hey Wichitayo… Tierra mi cuerpo… Om mani pedme hung… Countless sacred folk songs en espanol were cast. We were like children. Miraculously, every voice was pure, gorgeous, loud and holy as though the divine spirit was moving through each one’s vessel, guiding the ever-changing scene our one consciousness was to emerge into… Don Marzo’s wife Sylvie sang in octaves of crystalline rivers flowing from her soul, bringing me to encounter new angelic dimensions I had not yet met.
When the moment of Solstice SILENCE came, I was now sitting on my drenched wool poncho, directly across from Grandfather, next to Sylvie, all of us now seated before the grand fire, with a huge circle of kin still standing strong around us. It was a moment of ultimate nothing… pure being… Opening to receive the lucid victory of returning to zero, the victory of conscious unity on earth… Opening to send my heart and soul into the one shared, enlightened silence of inter-being… It was at once dramatic and calm, utterly surreal yet wholly penetrating. I was in ecstatic gratitude for all the days of my path that led to this conscious reunion, as I felt the presence of all the human hearts meeting this profound moment together… Surely the angels’ trumpets were heralding our arrival…
Hours later, as the sun of Dec 21, 2012 rose, our numbers increased dramatically. Still the rains poured, and together we greeted the directions with ancient Mayan prayers on this holy day of 4 Ahau. You could feel that now the mission was celebration of our successful crossing. Don Marzo’s beauty that shone like a gentle shaman in the night, now glowed like a soft king of heart in the daylight. His joy was both subtle and elegant, yet exuberant in the vast grin that ignited his face. Through Grandfather’s smile, the triumph of his ancestors resounded, and he was at once a wise elder and an innocent cosmic child.
As the day of Dec 21 unfolded in Palenque, the rains relentlesly poured, leaving nothing untouched. Arriving eventually at the ancient temples, the indigenous dancers were in full regalia – jaguar and coyote heads and feathers of unfathomable grandeur graced the moment as the copal burned on mighty coals. From many corners of the Earth, hundreds were gathered to feel the vibration of this ancient prophesized day resonating on the sacred stones and holy grounds. Natural Time Calendar kin had traveled from all around the globe to join in the festivities! Among other leaders, Stephanie South was there “On behalf of Jose Arguelles – Valum Votan, the healing of Mother Earth, and the manifestation of the Rainbow Bridge.”
The day brought more long, rain-soaked circles of hand holding. Eventually, many of us joined in the sacred rhythms of the traditional dancers and danced joyously and timelessly in the mud. There was nothing to do but surrender to Mother Nature’s waters as she humbled us all equally and offered her cleansing rains to liberate the past world… Indeed, if you wanted to be in the majestic Realm of Palenque for Dec 21, 2012 you had to bear the unconquerable floods from the heavens. It felt it was not an average day at the Pyramids, as the temples too were being cleansed and renewed…
As I communed with the visible and invisible tribe gathered, I felt the ancestors and future generations inside my cells, my consciousness, my heart and soul, declaring: “Victory of Love. This is the Fulfillment of Prophecy.” This experience of TRIUMPH was not because of who we were, or where we were, or because of some particular ceremony being invoked… but because as a Global Family we were consciously unifying in our hearts, establishing a new foundation of lucid connectivity which is now our new guide in navigating here in 2013… I did, and still do, feel the TRIUMPH of successfully closing one cycle and entering into the next.
All told, I was in the rain for 16 hours straight. Having already known of the SunDance, now I have met the RainDance!
I feel the journey of this holy night and day is now a part of my soul. With infinite gratitude for this graduation and initiation, I bow to all the forces that allowed me this honor, and I vow to consciously integrate this empowerment into my life’s walk into the New World Age!
AH YUM HUNAB KU EVAM MAYA E MA HO!
*One more reflection that I’d like to share is that it seems that a theme of Dec 21, 2012 for many, including myself, was that the day did not unfold as had been formally planned or expected. I feel this is a powerful teaching as it disempowers our egoic agendas and humbles our self importance. Upon hearing reports of others experiences it seems that for some, the Solstice may have felt uneventful, or chaotic, or people may have ended up alone instead of gathered in community. Also for many it seems the Solstice was dictated by Mother Nature’s extreme weather, reminding us of who is truly in charge. Let us gracefully accept however our Solstice experiences unfolded – whether majestic or subtle. Let us know that, regardless of appearances, we have consciously crossed the threshold together, and are now within a New Dimension of Possibility!