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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required 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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