This one comes from the Mayan tradition, ancestry of my children & my milk line. I've begun adding it to my morning prayers.✨ From the East, House of Light, May wisdom dawn in us so we may see all things in clarity. From the North, House of Night, May wisdom ripen in us so we may know all from within. From the West, House of Transformation, May wisdom be transformed into right action, so we may do what must be done. From the South, House of the Eternal Sun, May right action reap the harvest so we may enjoy the fruits of planetary being. From Above, House of Heaven, Where Star People and Ancestors Gather May their blessings comes to us now. From Below, House of Earth, May the heartbeat of her crystal core bless us with harmonies to end all war. From the Center, Galactic Source, Which is Everywhere at Once May everything be known as the light of mutual love. Ah Yum, Hunab Ku, Evam Maya E Ma Ho! Ah Yum, Hunab Ku, Evam Maya E Ma Ho! Ah Yum, Hunab Ku, Evam Maya E Ma Ho! (All hail the harmony of mind and nature!) https://lawoftime.org/

I’m really appreciative of our community calls where I feel safe, heard and respected. Appreciate all our brothers heartfelt shares yesterday during our men’s circle. Thank You brother Sean (aus) for bringing awareness to some of the guidelines put in place to help keep our online gatherings sacred and protected, which fell in alignment with the theme of our call. Also, Thank You uncle for the invitation for me to speak prayer with our brothers as we came to a close. For years it’s been an edge of mine to speak in front of large groups and for me to speak the prayers I would with no other people around, has been a profound teaching and a gift to speak in this way. Oooo 💛🤍🖤❤️

Live calls are sacred space. They are where we show up with presence, respect, and integrity. To keep that space safe, strong, and real, we follow a few simple agreements: Come on time. Be in a place where you can be fully present. Keep your mic muted unless invited to speak. Speak from your own experience, not in advice. No side chatter in the chat box. Hold confidentiality. And most of all, be here with an open heart. These calls are not just content. They are connection. Let’s protect the space so it can keep doing what it was designed to do, to help us grow, together.

Checking in once again from Bisbee , AZ. Here is a poem I wrote about our process, I hope it gives you life today: The Dome So we set off on a hero's journey Beyond the Lavender Pit, amidst the Copper Queen in her Pythian Castle- We listened to the memories. Echoing through those plundered mines and valleys of scarred earth. And so the poets, the artists, chefs, and builders traveled beyond to create a new kingdom. Step by step, we arrived. to the stillness of this desert Where we could finally hear our hearts. To Respond to a world that was never given To remember the capacity we hold in our hands. In the shadows of three mountains, We built our own. Upward spirals of clays and sands. Our prayer for monsoons were answered by an Iron God- the Water Truck; quenching our thirst for connection and stability. Divided in these borderlands, We are all equal under the sun- united in our dustiness, our dreams ascending with the dome. Finding courage to set our own compass, We did it together.

https://native-land.ca/ For anyone who hasn't discovered this map yet, it's pretty awesome. My kids found it when exploring their Lenca & Pipil roots. I like to open it when traveling to new places or even dip in deeper to the cultural roots of my home place.