DISCOVER

THE (MY)THS

 

Welcome to a gathering space for remembrance.

We are here to love.
We are here to serve.
We are here to remember.

We are here to midwife remembrance.

For those who remember,
and those beginning to remember.

For those who feel the call in their chest.

Who have crossed their black mirror, or now stand before it.
Who are done pretending.
Who are ready to return.

Come sit by the fire.
Bring your own myth.

Our journey started many, many lives ago.

We were born in Mexico,
proud mestizos of Anahuaca and European descent. 

We lost ourselves during this lifetime.

We awakened from the illusion of separateness.

We remembered whom we are.

We crossed the black mirror.

We found ourselves within,
and then found ourselves in one another.

We forgot whom we thought we were to be whom we really are. 

In our quest for Aztlán, we arrived in Avalon.

We came with a Prophecy in our bones,
not to predict the future, but to remember it.

Being, without doing anything.

This does not mean withdrawing from life.

It means becoming present enough
for Love to move through our bodies,
our choices,
our relationships,
and our service
without obstruction.

Our ascension is not an escape from Earth,
but a deeper incarnation within her.

From the gardens of Kew
and the forests of La Sainte Baume,
we flow like water through the roots
of sacred oaks and ceibas,
connecting with all our relations.

Nothing about us may be taken literally.

We are our own myths.
We always have been.
We are.
We shall always be.

​This is a space to turn solitude into kinship.
Pain into wisdom.
Stories into songs.
Fragments into wholeness.

Nothing here asks to become doctrine.
These are offerings, not answers.

Listen for what your own heart remembers.
Keep what resonates.
Question what does not.
Walk your own way.

If something here calls to you,
come closer.

We will listen.
We will sing.
We will weave our threads into song.

Many threads.
One living tapestry.

We are you, and you are we.
We are Love.
We are One.
We are here for you.

We believe, and therefore we speak.

Yo lo Creo /
I believe, and so it is.