Our Waters, our bodies, our Mother

Good Morning!

This intention of focusing on the Sacred Water and making this exploration publicly visible brings many things to the foreground. I am searching to represent the templates of spaces that are living in harmonious relationship with our Mother Earth and the Bodies of Water that flow in and outside of her. I am honoring the intimate prayers of communities and individuals to open more hearts and give more access to our internal waters while profoundly connecting with all waters. I am also giving voice to the many peoples who are fighting to protect our waters in a time where social media is the space that truly represents the people while, unfortunately, the mainstream is being censored.

I was able to spend some time connecting in the Yaqui pueblos in Sonora, Mexico. Here is a video of interviews I made with a couple of the women surrounding the waters and sustainable living.

This is not a unique story of sadness for the people and for the waters. These stories are all over the world. On the Standing Rock reservation in North Dakota a call has been made for international community support to fight against tunnels for oil being run under the waters. It is an embarrassment how the US government is handling this. But it has also been a great demonstration of people coming together from all nations to speak up for Sacred Waters!  Yesterday we sang, we prayed, we united.

Many Blessings,

Tahila

Moondancer

 In our prayers we put forth our intentions. We ask to be excused for the mistakes we make unknowingly and that no harm will come to anyone in the process of arriving where we need to be.
In this way I pray. I respectfully am apart of the Kalpulli Teokalli Teoyolotl.

To say I am beginning my preparations would be mis leading, better I say I am continuing my preparations to enter the Moondance circle, the womb, for my second year. My formal preparations began when I made my commitment with my Tobacco offering to my Madrina. I, Xicahuamazatl, with her permission, would make my commitment to dance the year following. I would accompany her to Mexico later that year to support her and learn while she danced her ninth year.

Since joining her circle, walking the red road with her as a navigator, it has been 8 years now. These years and more have been the start of my preparation.

Less then two weeks until one step in front of the other, one woman in front of the next, one fire in front of the next, one heartbeat.

8 days of ceremony, four nights of dancing, open, giving, receiving, praying. together. Tlazokamati