December 21, 2012. Palenque.

           The bottom fell out of the sky on the last day of time.   Torrential rain didn´t stop the native people from doing ceremonies all night long.   Dancing, thanking the 4 directions and the sky and the earth, blowing conch horns, and inviting the change for maybe 14 hours.    Despite anticipating this day for 8 years I needed some rest.   Whatever was supposed to go down was supposed to happen around 4 in the morning anyway.   I went for a nap in my tent.  I love sleeping in a tent in the rain.  Rainforest rain is like nothing else.   It would make the news back home if it ever dumped out like this but here it´s business as usual.    The proceeding days had been sunny and nice with clear nights and the eerie sound of howler monkeys all around.
           I awoke while it was still dark.   It was easy to get up so early.  Even with the sleepiness and the rain, thoughts raced through my head of the past years of traveling around the planet, of love won and lost, psychedelic experiences, talks on this with native people and holy men,  of the speeches by shamen the proceeding day, of the tons of documentaries on this day and the books and the ideas that I read of Terrance Mckenna and Daniel Pinchbeck and by so many others that I´ve met through the years on the road.
         My Mayan calendar sign is White Planetary World Bridger.  I'm suppose to bridge the gap between the freaky people and the normals and show you the world.   I do feel like I live in both of those worlds with all the coming and going that I do.
        At 4 am I heard the hooting and hollering of the people camped near me. Woooohhhh.  Here we go!  Next dimension!   Ideas that instantly materialize!   End of the dark age!   All the good stuff!
        So I hike in the dark and in the rain up near the ruins.  The natives are still in ceremony.   I join in for a time and then hike up to the ruins that should be just about open.  They sell coconuts there.  I want one.   I chill and have my own experience in the ruins and meditate for a while and explore before going to find the native people again.    I find them doing ceremony in the open ruins.   The cold waves of thick rain never stop dumping on the dancing people.    This is supposed to be the first time in 500 years that there is a ritual at all the sacred Mayan sites.   Knowing that this magnificent event is going on in so many other beautiful and ancient locations stirs my heart.
          When they finally finish their dance I head back to the main pyramids.   They are totally inundated with hippies.   and the rain has stopped.    They are all singing and then we all join hands for a giant Ohm.   OOOOOhhhhhhhhmmmmmmmmm  reverberates through ruins and forest and my whole body.   I think even the howler monkyes joined in.    I am more then satisfied with this.  This is what I envisioned when I came down.   Then we all did a group hug.   It might have been the biggest group hug I've ever been in.  A massive, circling, soggy, throng of us huddling in and giggling with the deep feeling of contentment.

          The natives continued with a different ceremony.   When it got late the security tried to kick them out but the freaky people all joined hands in a circle around the ceremony to protect it and the security couldn't do anything.   The native people confirmed to us that we are the new tribe of light that is prophesied about.

            I ended up spending another week in the woods camped out with what looked like several thousand from around the world before heading off to the beach where I am now camping.  It was a magical and healing experience with loads of great people, inspiration, and things to learn.   I'm on my way south for a while longer now with lots of exciting plans and people to meet up with.

       It must have been something like 8 years ago when I told myself that I would have fun and travel and go nuts until now and then get serious about life.   But since then I´ve gotten quite good at this going around and not jobbing stuff and found out that life is not something to be taken too seriously.   So maybe there has been a shift in consciousness.   Its just been a slow one that has been going on for a long time.    Or maybe not.   Maybe its just me and the circles of people that I surround myself with.    One things for sure, if there isn't a change in consciousness then greed and destruction and the boring life that comes with it will continue to swallow everything up and there won´t be any large mammals (that includes us) in 100 years.   But I'm an optimist still.   I think we can do it, and again, it might just be the circles of people I hang out with but I have been getting a lot of messages from people that want to live different and more meaningful lives.    That's great news.

     
      Those are as close as your going get to photos of it. You can't take photos at sacred ceremonies or at the gathering.   The last one is of me at my favorite jungle restaurant.  I loved making those girls laugh with my poor silly Spanish.  I'm getting better at Spanish but this is a really fun and funny phase of it.   I will post more photos on the facespace soon and I will try to type more soonish too.

      Love!!!