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/

My name is Arath Aguila born in Mexico City, currently living in Whadjuk Boodja, Noongar nation. something that brought me here to this group is the connection that I have when I sing to the moon or the sun.Looking forward to walk this pathway with love and respect

I want to name something I struggle with—this pressure to find my purpose, to be in service and to know my unique eternal soul duty on why I’m here. The more I see it come to my awareness in different cultures—dharma, ikigai, kuleana— it continuously frustrates me to not feel I have this one thing or specific calling to name. This point between passion, mission, vocation, service and profession is where I yearn to have clarity. I feel a tension between the fire of purpose and the fog of inaction. It’s tough because I feel like my purpose is a wildfire—spreading wide, burning deep—but not striking like a lightning bolt with clear direction and focus. I feel I’m being pulled in all directions without an anchor. Without knowing where to lay the anchor leaves me in a state of non-commitment and even numbness at times. There’s a quote that’s been sitting heavy on my heart that says “every human is guilty of all the good they did not do.” This weighs on me not because of the guilt I feel for not doing more, but the responsibility I hold knowing I’m capable of more. I see myself doing more. I see the visions, but vision without action is a daydream and action without vision is a nightmare. I’ve lived both but lately, I feel in a prolonged fucking daydream. I’m here to turn vision into aligned action—to create momentum within myself through tribe. I’m committing myself to this community because what I’ve been doing hasn’t been working and committing to nothing has left me distracted by everything. I’m ready to take more aligned action in my life. I’m ready to be witnessed without being remotely close to having this “life” or “purpose” thing figured out. I’m ready to do more—for myself, for my community, for my contribution while I’m here.

Aloha everyone, my name is Jace Kennedy. I currently call Maui home—she’s a teacher who continues to humble and shape me daily. What brought me to this community is a deep commitment to being part of something greater than myself—a desire to live within a village rooted in embodied growth, truth-speaking, and regenerative living. Within myself, my relationships, and the world, I’m drawn to spaces like this where transformation isn’t just talked about, but lived. From this experience, I’m calling in clarity of purpose, authentic connection, and the accountability to keep showing up as the most aligned version of myself. I’m also calling in mirrors—reflections of those walking this path with integrity and open hearts. I see myself showing up here with grounded curiosity and a willingness to both be challenged and offer support. I bring the voice of a protector, a student of the wild, a lover of truth, and someone deeply committed to living in right relationship with the Earth, the body, and the soul.

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.