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On July 25 walking up the mountain that is sacred to the Wamapoke in PA,
since I could not make it to the Mayan Temples in Mexico.

I was out of breath because my body was too heavy to carry my own weight
But I rose early that morning and I was determined to honor the Day of Time Out.

The Earth leading up to the mountain was wet from the morning dew and that night I had a vision that a black man was to be honored by the Mayan Gods and Goddess.

After complaining to myself that my feet were soaking like a sponge, I made it to the top of the summit and said a Morning Prayer to welcome the sun and the Mayan New Year.

I prayed that the Mayan God and Goddess blessed my family, the Earth and me.
The Mayan God and Goddess said “Do Not Worry” and my response was because I have everything that I need on the Earth.

I thought I had the mountain to myself besides the birds who I called to enjoin me in the Morning Prayer. Without a moment’s notice a small bird flew up to my face and that made me a little nervous.

But then a Red Winged Black Bird flew over my head and was hovering like a bumble bee. Then I thought about the vision I was blessed by the Mayan God and Goddess who return like Quetzalcoatl every year on July 25th The Day of Time Out.

And even though I was tired a young white bare-chested boy with black running tights and sneakers was running up the mountain like a gazelle as a young Mayan sacrifice to help bring in the new as I the old came down the mountain to share the message of a new hope and a new joy and a new beginning.

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