The forced agreement with Huey Tlatoani

When you take for granted that history cannot be looked at in any other way, there will always be someone who will come to you and tell you, take a good look, there is something you haven’t seen, take another look at the landscape and discover it.

“There will be times when you will do everything in your power to get away with it, your most favourable quality is intuition and you will use it intelligently to achieve the goal”

The Messenger

By Ariadne Gallardo Figueroa

The day came that arrival of the eight Lords of Light was present at the majestic Tenochtitlán, all of them were surprised by the structures of that city supported on the skin of a huge lake and were amazed, Zila remembered the moment when the whale held them In his barge, in the middle of the wide sea, that was the feeling of warmth that he felt when he arrived at the impressive site of the Mexicas.

Zila compares the huge city with the whale that helps them in the middle of the sea

The inhabitants made a fence to observe and greet them, they were guarded by the entourage of the priestess of the temple of the Moon and that journey surprised the locals, since on other occasions when foreigners arrived at the big city, they were generally prisoners whose destiny it was to turn them into offerings of the flowery wars.

This time the procession gave them an air of dignity and respect, they admired the faces and clothes of the men, women and children of that beautiful city; at the distance in the Temple of the Sun the figure of Huey Tlatoani could be seen, a reserved man who, pressing his lips, remembered the words said by Erandi on the eve of the meeting with the newcomers:

“Those who are about to arrive are part of my group, related to a blood agreement where you offered the heart to preserve the life of Huitzilopochtli and I offered the blood in search of the answers Quetzalcóatl needs. First of all, you cannot do anything against the newcomers. ”

There is a history of confusion regarding the figure of the Feathered Serpent, called Quetzalcóatl, many say that it was a male with an appearance similar to the Lords of Light whose task was to end the atrocities of blood offered on the stone of sacrifices.

What I can argue in my story is that none of the enlightened, now named Lords of Light, were aware of what was happening and why such living offerings were made, the only one who did not agree with the sacrifices was Erandi, we can consider her the alter ego of Quetzalcóalt, in the same way, that Alnitak was in Odin’s life.

The humanistic part of history that we are as duality involves a mystery, we all have a feminine and a masculine side and in times of war and devastation the sensitive and intuitive side of these leaders was the one that skillfully made the difference, they made school and they held their groups together in search of answers to create unity, not devastation and war.

In the case at hand, Erandi used her cunning to make Huey Tlatoani see that precisely in the figure of Quetzalcóatl were the answers that opposed what he considered necessary; But as we all know, Erandi was not a public figure in the stories told by the conquerors and some dare to say that Jesus Christ himself incarnated the feathered serpent.

Although years later religious syncretism was championed by the conquerors, this strange comparison creates profound confusion. What I can assure in my story is that Erandi used magic to convey messages to Huey Tlatoani in his dreams where he would subtly understand that a change in values ​​was necessary and even when no one can assure that this was the true history. Anyway,  I would like to consider it as that alternate reality that is sometimes necessary to see history from another perspective.

When you take for granted that history cannot be looked at in any other way, there will always be someone who will come to you and tell you, take a good look, there is something you haven’t seen, take another look at the landscape and discover it.

Author´s notes:

Zila compares the huge city with the whale that helps them in the middle of the sea:  Picture by http://www.mexicomaxico.org/Tenoch/TenochD.htm

The Pact with The Lightning

If you know the origin of your traditions, in them you will find strength and power to create new talents and preserve them over time, modify their meanings to turn them into something powerful and forget about dogmas.

“Before you, new paths will open, feed your intentions, manifest everything you want to make reality; walking the path of wisdom is not easy, it is full of obstacles, learn to expect what you have wished for, work for it “

The Messenger

By Ariadne Gallardo Figueroa

That morning Hora got up very early and went to wake up Painani who had not agreed to accompany him in the hammock that he loved so much, he addressed her with sweet and happy words:

-My beloved, it is time for your sadness to disappear, today I will summon the Lightning to make a pact together, he must know clearly that you have decided to Take Control therefore when power is shared, you must know that you will be with a huge responsibility in your life journey.

We have to know if Lightning offers you the benefit of leadership, at that moment you will become a protector that with humility you will have to achieve important advances in the tasks that you have proposed.

He took her by the hand and led her to the clearing in the forest and raising his arms he exclaimed the presence of the Lightning with these words:

“Lord who enlightens everything, for whom nothing is hidden, let your presence appear before us, I must bring Painani, the woman I have chosen to continue the space of life that corresponds to me on this earth and she has decided to stop being an observer, she wants to participate, take control of the decisions we have, for this she will be surrounded by the power to share and need know if you offer part of the leadership summon through magic”

The sky was obscured by storm clouds that hovered in the landscape, the beam does not hit the ground spread throughout the horizon and there was total silence, suddenly before the astonished look of Painani, Lightning with precision defoliated the rod of a leafy tree and then surrounding it in a spiral and cutting it with precision, he threw it with force towards her who immobile did not know if it would be pierced by that spear that shone like fire.

Painani closed her eyes in fear but did not move, she was holding the hand of her beloved Hora and stood at the foot of the storm that was roaring up in the heights but that did not produce rain, only impressive bursts of lights that were part of the body of the Lightning.

When that kind of arrow came close to her, the tones of fire were transformed back into wood, and rolling on the air they were able to observe that it had countless colourful and mystical engravings, being close to Painani it stuck in the ground near her feet, in the same way, that he had done when he planted himself with force before her to not allow her from entering the lagoon where her beloved Hora was defending himself from the serpent, but this time he placed before her a crosier of power and in this way offered her leadership that she had requested.

Hora exclaimed raising the arm that was joined to that of his beloved on high when he said:

“Let the engravings of this crosier of power be the inheritance for those who in the future possess the strength and talent to Take Power and respond to the call of the Lightning.”

(Reminder)

They have to remember in the third book of the series the moment when Ana Pérez Riv visits the classroom of Zila’s students, who receive her with amazement and in her hands, she carries a strange crosier with various mystical engravings, for now, they know the origin of the Crosier of the Lineage of the Enlightened.

If you know the origin of your traditions, in them you will find strength and power to create new talents and preserve them over time, modify their meanings to turn them into something powerful and forget about dogmas.

Author´s notes:

Photo by Martinus on Pexels.com

Original photograph of the author: “The fire bolt turned into a command crosier”

The Entourage

The world forgets solidarity not because it does not know it, it does so because it lost reasons to admit it and discovered sophisticated ways to separate itself from others.

“We all have goals to fulfil and a community in which to prosper and cling to build in unity”

The Messenger

By Ariadne Gallardo Figueroa

Dawn was breaking when the entourage arranged by Erandi arrived, in this way they announced themselves at the entrance of the Cacahuamilpa caves; the cinnamon-coloured men exclaimed that they felt honoured to receive them in their lands, and they were called the Lords of Light.

All of them were happy and thanks to Dayami who interceded as a translator, Zila was able to explain to her companions what the entourage expressed to them. When each of the burly knights greeted them with kindness, the one holding the crosier of command addressed the group:

-In the name of the Priestess of the Temple of the Moon who has put all her trust in all of you, I welcome you.

He continued:

-The time has come to leave the shadows and forget what they once thought to be true, to relearn in this new space inhabited by all of us.

Let us leave these majestic caves, without a trace of all of you, let us free your steps from curious glances. Having said this, the man who held the staff with one hand, made a sign to his people with the other urging them to begin that task and then continued:

– The will is a tool of incalculable power, never forget it, creativity will always be your ally.

Having said this, the man with the feathered headdress invited the Lords of Light to sit in a circle, the last to join was Evaristo who was guarding the leaves Amatl, some healing items and a saddlebag with xocolatl.

Finally, with a great exhausted sigh, he warned:

Encourage everyone to share with me whatever you want, but keep it brief, we must rest from the long journey we made on foot from Tenochtitlán.

I understand that there will always be a new challenge to dust off, a path to be travelled and you Lords of Light must have countless stories, I listen to you but remember that the journey awaits us very early along paths that will take you by surprise.

All of you will show your true face, the light expands through you and in the face of an affront that we may have, we are here to defend you.

Everything was calm while the Lords of Light shared some anecdotes and drank together with the delicious xocolatl that Evaristo prepared for all of them, their happiness was notorious in that meeting where no one was seen differently, it is a story lost in the time before the invasive actions that would come years later.

Remember that in matters of magic there are details that no one knows, but some settlers would share these memories as an oral tradition, although many have forgotten them.

The world forgets solidarity not because it does not know it, it does so because it lost reasons to admit it and discovered sophisticated ways to separate itself from others.

Author´s notes:

Own photo with free filter from PicsArt

Unconditional?

Never feel that your hands have been tied, even in the thickest darkness, you will always find a way to see the light and use it to your advantage.

“Letting out what we are is sometimes very difficult, we become strong when we are weaker; What logic guides what we are and feel? “

The Messenger

By Ariadne Gallardo Figueroa

Painani’s rebellion grew with the passing of the days, she did not understand that attitude of unconditionality that Hora maintained in the face of the Lightning’s designs and therefore her anger grew more and more at every moment.

Especially since she had fought against the established with the patriarchs of her homeland, who even sacrificed human lives to please the deities.

Few things ignite our hearts and Hora was one of her great passions, despite recognizing that life is made by different paths, she had linked hers to that of that person.

Outside forces now imposed their rules and she was ready to go into battle. For Painani, what she firmly believes in, even with closed eyes, she had to defend herself, so she set out to try to understand that dark and dense space that made her weak and for which she felt powerless.

-Hora, why are you unconditional of the Lightning?

The man who loved her looked at her attentively, he knew that she would not accept evasions:

-Honoring promises is a virtue, in our position, not everyone behaves with nobility, fear paralyzes. There are times when you will realize that only your intuition will understand what this is all about.

I am not talking about a scammer who snoops to take advantage of me, it is a supernatural force that I asked for advice and the lighting, with its force, will do everything to comply with the rules of our agreement, just like me…

Painani was still obfuscated and she snapped:

The Lightning

“If those rules stopped serving you, what would you do?”

Hora looked at her thoughtfully and added:

-The skills I possess are his gift, being able to talk to you and make myself understood without being Nahua, recognize the voices of the wind, perceive your presence in the distance, look under the veil of simple reality, all of this is part of the gifts that the lighting of the thunder has given me.

Hora lowered his head and crossed his hands as he pointed out:

-You make me doubt and meditate, if perhaps a normal life without so many flights would have made me happy, perhaps I would not have known you, understanding your words would not have been so simple; possibly the water snake would have devoured me and the world that lives above us would have been left without that image to transform something unique according to its traditions and cultures.

Not everyone has the fortune to see what we have seen, what we have both shared,  somehow my friendship with the Lighting is not something you should be jealous of. I do not know what else to tell you.

Painani with those sincere words of Hora realized that she was comparing her inseparable friend the Lighting with how the Tlatoanis saw the deities and he felt that he had been wrong.

Between the Lightning and Hora, there was a creative agreement, it was not a submissive position of accountability and collection of human lives in exchange for preserving an immeasurable power where the priest of the temple would be willing to do anything to obey his master, the deity.

Then she looked at him steadily and affirmed:

-Now I recognize the difference between the forces that accompany you and those that I have suffered in the past, therefore I only see one way: Take control.

Hora embraced her with a smile at the moment he exclaimed:

“Is that your request for the Lightning?”

Painani with great seriousness asserted:

I have no idea how, but my duty is with the light, I owe myself to it and the truth dwells in it. You already told me that it is a brutal force, difficult to tame but it can be a tool in the skilled hands of magic.

Never feel that your hands have been tied, even in the thickest darkness, you will always find a way to see the light and use it to your advantage.

Author´s note:

Stock photography of lightning

Amatl and the encounter with freedom

In life you always have to find a group from which you can learn what will serve you in the journey of your existence, it is enough to know how to see, sometimes it is not necessary to clarify anything, the envelope of the beings that will surround you can be transparent or not, you will have the power to penetrate without the need to let them know, without aggression and with the truth in your hands.

“You will discover that it is not necessary to depend on anyone when your spiritual journey is the way where you can find tools and allies of great power”

The Messenger

By Ariadne Gallardo Figueroa

Evaristo, walking in search of food, discovered on the outskirts of the caves a tree with unique characteristics, what attracted him the most was the rustle of its branches that somehow brought to mind memories of distant times; That meeting was impressive not only because that type of tree was unknown to him.

He understood immediately that a good part of this acquired skill was due to his gifts as a healer, and as an enlightened person, these qualities were much more evident.

He could not stay outside for long, there was the latent danger of being discovered by the villagers who surrounded the area, but before retiring he prepared to speak with that marvellous tree:

-Lord, you have allowed me to connect with ancient stories, which not only belong to these vast territories, I can inquire into the depths of your feelings if you help me to connect with the deity of the river so that she intercedes between us and in that way to understand each other much better.

Evaristo waited a moment for an answer in the whisper of the branches of that unknown prodigy, the only thing that happened is that the tree dropped one of its branches at the feet of Evaristo, who took it in his hands and threw it running …

Without looking back, he went back into the caves to share the fascinating event with his friends, with great joy he came to them recounting what had happened:

-Brothers I found magic in the tree that Dayami showed us in dreams

Zila with surprise exclaimed:

– You mean the Amatl?

-Yes, of course, the tree in some strange way without words spoke to me and pointed out that it was the magic tool of offerings, I don’t know how I could understand it, then I asked if I could contact Dayami to intercede between us, but I couldn’t to hear his whisper again in that special way in my head, he just dropped a branch of his lush foliage in front of me, I would love to have more conversations with him.

Amatl

 Zila, somewhat absorbed in the comment, raised his hands to wait for Dayami’s response, they did not have to wait long for her to answer:

-Evaristo, I have Dayami’s message, let’s listen carefully, said Zila:

Holding hands as already they had gotten used to it, they got ready to listen to Dayami who with great joy declared something that kept them especially happy:

-My friends have achieved their independence, you do not need me to connect with the mystical forces, each one of you  will hold an instrument with the magic in the future, which will create a wonderful synergy; Between the Amatl and Evaristo there is no need for an intercessor, you are free to connect with his strength and his mysteries, is the same for all of you will be delivered  a kind of instrument as Evaristo does.

Evaristo will understand that his voice is not and cannot be human, the whisper will come to you so that you can interpret everything, in the same way, that you achieved it a moment ago.

Evaristo smiled satisfied when hearing those words, Dayami continued: 

-All of you will always find people on your journey who will not tell you everything you will see in them, some are thieves of energy and others carriers of encouragement and wisdom.

Dayami paused before continuing:

Evaristo is able as a healer to recognize the difference and that is part of your strength, in due course each of you will be able to recognize that magical instrument that will make you see reality differently.

-Each one of the enlightened ones felt great satisfaction when hearing that and Dayami finally added:

-I will be among you as now if you need me you will find me, but I am not the only force from which you can learn, consider me the initiator of your power of the same way that I consider you since from you I am now who I am.

Each of the enlightened ones understood that the journey is a force from which something new is learned every day, nothing is static and everything contributes if the breath of being with others is part of the whole and persists in your mind.

In life you always have to find a group from which you can learn what will serve you in the journey of your existence, it is enough to know how to see, sometimes it is not necessary to clarify anything, the envelope of the beings that will surround you can be transparent or not, you will have the power to penetrate without the need to let them know, without aggression and with the truth in your hands.

Author´s notes:

Photo of Ficus insípida is a species of tree of the genus Ficus, it grows from Mexico to the Amazon and in our country we simply call it Amate tree.

Dependence?

Sometimes you will have a huge force before you and you will not know that with a certain talent on your part, you can tame it and achieve what no one would dare to do.

 “Everything immovable drags you and compels you to inertia, you must reject it, it is absurd to follow what has been paused”

The Messenger

By Ariadne Gallardo Figueroa

Hora, paid special attention to the remembrance that related Painani when she observed him return to shore of the lake, she commented:

-I was watching your return to the shore of that lake with my labored breath, you did it gently without haste, giving you all the time in the world as if hoping that I would be less anxious upon your arrival.

The swaying of the waves made me reflective, that constant movement within that site that possibly has its channel heading towards a space that we do not know.

At that moment I wondered about the motivations of life, the events that have united us and those words that you said to the Ray, alerted me and at the same time I felt an attachment that I do not like to feel for you.

Hora, surprised, looked at her without understanding what the idea of ​​not wanting to feel attached to someone who loved her really meant and replied:

-It is one thing that Ray is helping me to show you a path that I intuit and in which I am looking for meaning and another very different is that when the 13 months are over I should leave, at least I don’t think this is so.

But what Rayo knows, obviously I do not know, perhaps he feels that his mission and mine on earth is limited to that, to fulfill the task that I have proposed, then he will disappear in a way that only Ray knows … What would you like to ask the Ray if that happens?

Remember clearly that he is not human, he is a powerful force, with an electrifying talent, but he moves on impulse and is somewhat gross, he does not take things with human limits, it is not possible, he cannot do it but I can ask him to.

Painani was thoughtful and did not know what to ask, in fact the question itself took her by surprise, frowning she replied: 

“I depend on a brute force to agree to grant a favor?” Perhaps his outburst does not understand subtleties, the truth is I do not know what I can ask him, I will think about it.

Hora took her by the hands and placed them between hers, large warm, and kissing her and  warned her:

-My beloved, every magician has the power to tame the forces that govern nature, just think what you have asked of him in infinity occasions to the Sun, as much as we admit that he can do whatever he wants, for me, that image, wears a golden headdress and is a divine lady with great power and for you, he is represented as the feared warrior Huitzilopochtli.

Before our eyes they carry the aspect with which we dress our dreams and sometimes even on a cloudy day we can feel their light and talent, we are the beings who understand them best.

Painani looked at his beloved with an illuminated smile and understood what he meant, however, she took time to think with total certainty what she would ask of the daring and euphoric Lightning.

Sometimes you will have a huge force before you and you will not know that with a certain talent on your part, you can tame it and achieve what no one would dare to do.

Author´s notes:

Photo by Nikolett Emmert on Pexels.com

Today you will know your limits

Life has limits and death is one of them, sometimes understanding that you cannot go any further is raw reality, inevitable and real.

“They say that nature is wise, it also has its own rules and moves with a dynamic that will not always be in favour of humans, it can be cruel when you least expect it and decisive when it decides that a cycle has to end., you can do nothing unless magic accompanies you on the journey, possibly so you can make a difference ”

The Messenger

Painani and Hora lived under the effects of the new moon and recognized in their strength that changes would come that they would have to accept, in no time. They realized that the drastic moment they would live and that would make them recognize their limits, especially as a couple, not as individuals within the world that saw them learn and grow during the experiences.

It was thus that sunny morning Hora entered the lagoon that was near the palm hut that they had been built to share life, Painani distractedly preparing utensils for food when she heard that the waters in the peaceful lagoon were stirring violently, When she turned her gaze to observe what was happening, she realized that her man was surrounded by a large snake, she was holding him immobile in the water and the man was trying, by all means, to get rid of that enormous force.

Deftly she took her flint knife and ran to reach it and nail the weapon to the snake, but she was surprised when her path to enter the water was impeded by a bolt of lightning that appeared out of nowhere and planted in front of her feet on the edge of the pond, the woman fell backwards and the knife flew overhead until it was lost in the nearby bushes.

She immediately realized that it was not a matter where she could intervene and she just watched what would happen, suppressing her desire to scream in desperation.

Hora,  was able to liberate his arms from the snake and raised them in search of answers from his custodian and protector the powerful  lightning … A few minutes passed before the lightning appeared again pointing to a nearby branch and with a single impact the wood dropped into the lagoon when that log arrived near Hora, he was able to place the snake on that strong branch that floated in the water and pointed out:

-May our lives, lady snake, unity in the face of despair, may both in their differences be the reason to celebrate a new moment in the teachings that I will give to my beloved, today we have both understood that there will be situations where we will not be of help to each other and for my part, I understand that in your jaws, lady Snake, I don’t have to finish my days.

Looking up he said:

I appreciate your signal lord of the electrifying light, somehow you defended the lives of the three involved at this moment, I understand that the snake is the symbol that I will be able to deliver to the month that is about to begin and its strength must shine in the spaces that I do not know and that is in the world of the stars that illuminate our nights and that remain there even when the sun prevents us from seeing them.

Today we know that each culture observed from its special perspective and way of seeing things a snake in the high sky, the constellation of Ophiuchus and that this is to a fortunate coincidence, by his part  Hora and his mystical relationship with lightning would have reasons to appoint the serpent as the representative of the following month and with this, he would again seal his promise to give his beloved one year turned into thirteen fabulous and enriching teachings.

Let us remember the exact phrase that he says to Painani when he met her:

“I will turn one year of your life into an experience in 13”

Life has limits and death is one of them, sometimes understanding that you cannot go any further is raw reality, inevitable and real.

Author´s notes

 Till  Credner http://www.AlltheSky.com

Photography of the constellation Ophiuchus, the serpent bearer

The uncertainty before the silence of the feelings

Let the hours of preparation be what gives you a glimpse of what you intuit and not otherwise.

“A broken heart usually presents itself when the information you receive is what they let you see, not what it is”

The Messenger

By Ariadne Gallardo Figueroa

In the temple of the moon, they receive Erandi who was penetrated in that trip astral that showed her an exceptional reality and with which her communication and magic networks would expand considerably.

Upon arrival, she found joy among her disciples and a veil of sadness in one of the enlightened women, precisely the one who travelled to the Otomi lands to celebrate the fertility ritual of the full moon, I mean Metztli.

Erandi took her by the shoulder and separated her from the group to find out what was keeping her tense and unsettled, suffering from something in particular, and asked her:

-Dear Metztli, what keeps you down and anxious?

Metztli with great tribulation commented to the priestess of the  Moon´s Temple:

-I am not sure that he can recognize me, that what we had in our soul, it wouldn’t be the same when we will see each other physically and maybe everything collapses, it worries me because I like him.

Erandi looked at her tenderly and with soft words expressed what she could say to her and that at no time could be decisive or accurate:

– Talk, to make some decision and imagine, create the balance, you do not have to worry, if he is unable to see beyond what they had is not for you; There are two options in all this, take the heart and immerse it in the storms of passion or let it sail in the calm waters of reason if you manage that balance,  you can expect what comes with confidence.

It is not you alone choosing, there are two souls in this and uncertainty is part of life, it always turns around everything that exists and surrounds us. Remain calm and surround yourself with good thoughts, the choice may have already been made, you do not know what he is thinking, remember that the richness of the soul does not shine outside but inside every living being.

We still do not know who he is, perhaps those who have followed the story without missing any details can guess who is the possible Metztli couple, whose meaning of her name is Moon of the water serpent.

Painani will have in a few days the first warning of the power of the only one who will have between them the last word.

Meanwhile, in the place where Hora and Painani remain, a relevant event will take place that will mark the sky with another type of snake in a few days, the time is approaching when the moon in the sky is hidden from everyone’s view and it is a perfect atmosphere. so that predators go out at night without being seen.

The confident Hora knows that the determining and energetic light of the ray will always be present in every event that prevents what he has agreed with the astute prophet, but Painani does not know it, she will have in a few days the first warning of the power of the only one who will have between them the last word.

But it is still too early to talk about this, since everything is gestated in due course and not before or after.

Let the hours of preparation be what gives you a glimpse of what you intuit and not otherwise.

Author´s notes:

Photo by Philippe Donn on Pexels.com

The sign of the creative fire

When something makes you look at the landscape again, remember that behind your gaze no matter how mundane it may be, there will always be something more than just that and you can imagine the symbol of the one who promoted a change that spread throughout all known and unknown universe.

“Nothing remains unchanged, only those who are converted are eternal, you know recognize the symbols that value”

The Messenger

By Ariadne Gallardo Figueroa

“They would never be, not in the same way, yet she knew the others recognize being around a fire, they will remember the fire in their hands, they would recognize its essence in the fiery fur of foxes.

Feeding the inspiration of the people that we cannot see and being the intuitive warmth that allows us to be creative will be the sign of the times to come. ”

These would be the words that some residents of the region near the Aura River would remember from Valvo The Observer; When Erandi agreed with Dayami, they approached that distant region thanks to the flow of the river and at the same time to the energy of the white eagle that Erandi became in his astral travel, this time accompanied by his strengthened companion on various adventures, Dayami, the deity of the river.

Thus it was that through magic they incited a small fire near that impressive river Aura to be able to recognize the astral traveller, the meeting was emotional and these were the words of Sol as the ancient settlers knew her who referred to her as a sorceress lady:

The symbol of the Bird’s spell transmuted into the fire of the bonfire of all illumination

“I have become a symbol, I make myself present only to those who understand the value of all that we have fought for. There is a spell that I do not incite, it is executed by my interlocutor and it is from that moment that it could become the reflection of everything that commits us in this timeless journey. Time is a constant, we are much more, we will leave legacies beyond the time we had to live, beyond ourselves ”

Erandi immediately realized that the enlightened ones had received both the help of her and Dayami, the Sun and The water was forming a mystical enchantment where the three essences understood that life showed them a path sensed by Valvo and recognized by the strength of those who knew how to recognize it.

Erandi referred to Sol in this way:

“Let the fire that transforms everything be the one that’s in each task to be accomplished, there will be many bonfires of enlightened people everywhere, it has happened before and it will do so after all of us; I am happy to be part of the legacy of this work without time and space that has summoned us as finite beings during a flow of uncertainties “

Dayami expressed her feelings as follows:

” Water that runs through the flows of the known world and also  unknown, the fire that inspires us and helps us nourish ourselves with wisdom, the air in the wings of every being strengthened to look from the heights, earth the ground that we tread that allows us to leave a mark and sow futures “

Finally, Sol exclaimed:

” I do not belong to this space that occupied in a time stepping on the land that they now tread, You can find me in every place where all of you invoke me, let the creative fire be the sign of our work from here and forever. ”

When something makes you look at the landscape again, remember that behind your gaze no matter how mundane it may be, there will always be something more than just that and you can imagine the symbol of the one who promoted a change that spread throughout all known and unknown universe.

Author´s notes:

Author’s Drawing of Bird Spell symbol, transmuted into Creative Fire with free filter by PicsArt

When the past, the present and the future meet

Nobody teaches us to think, it is an individual process, but sometimes we discover a new light in the memory of certain people that can be captivating.

“You cannot save others from themselves, except that they are one way and not another, it is their history that determines them, not yours; it will be if they come across you for any reason. ”

The Messenger

By Ariadne Gallardo Figueroa

A reflection and a fabulous encounter were to take place in a short time, precisely when Erandi and Dayami embarked on an astral journey in search of what in the past was observed by a farmer who was I knew him as Valvo, The Observer, who over time had become a vital character and central figure among a special group of intuitive Gnostics who did not allow their knowledge to leak or mix with imposed theological ideologies or interests outside of knowledge.  Purist, lived through dark times and his way gained followers over time, an advocate of the light of knowledge in the most powerful of the senses.

Undoubtedly, the priestess of the temple of the Moon and her dear companion Dayami could imagine that the site that Zila indicated would give them clues to those images indicated at a certain moment by Valvo, The Observer; those events had occurred several centuries ago, but if he had created a school, they will discover the truth.

What they still did not know was that in every place where a bonfire was lit, the presence of Alnitak was found, I do mean who for a long time lived in the said nebula, south of the waist of Orion, precisely the nebula of the Flame It was the habitat of the one who was known as Sun and Fire, by transmuting into her power animal.

The nebula of the Flame It was the habitat of the one who was known as Sun and Fire, by transmuting into her power animal was known as Sun and Fire, by transmuting into her power animal.

Taking the above into account, every time people gathered around a fire to share their experiences, depending on what they discussed and the interest it aroused in Alnitak, she was there, was present and inspired them to the best of her ability.

There are bonfires where groups have met since ancient times for different activities, but she recognized those that would serve in the  light and understanding and of course hence the phrase of the Messenger:

“You can’t save other people from themselves unless they come across you for some reason.” 

Now we have a clear idea of ​​what this means, on the other hand, we will soon be on our way to the place where Painani and Hora meet, together they create a relationship where each day becomes an adventure and a fascinating discovery of one and the other in a world they do not know and in which they will try to leave a root to offer fruits.

They are about to experience something that is difficult for Painani but that Hora solves with agility and confidence, at that moment the woman who accompanies him must realize that his security and certainty in everything he does is due to his alliance with the lightning bolt.

The panorama brings us closer to that popular saying where it is pointed out that the world is a handkerchief, everything can be observed if we refer to the feelings and interests among humans, the only difference at this point is that those who will take a different path are uniquely looking at the remote future.

There is an unofficial story that can only be seen when you decide to look at the environment differently, to focus on sensory sensitivity where sounds and messages cease to be what they are to become windows to an alternate world; transform what is circumstantial into the idea that can permeate the community.

Nobody teaches us to think, it is an individual process, but sometimes we discover a new light in the memory of certain people that can be captivating.

Author´s notes:

 It’s the flame nebula, not for my story: important facts: https://observatorio.info/2007/02/primer-plano-de-la-nebulosa-de-la-llama/