Real Maya

The Mayan people carry impossible weight upon their backs, with bands across their brows, head to the ground.
Women in woven rainbow dresses balance baskets of wood and food on their heads. They pull their weight.

The children are smiling.. they always say hello.
They know things I do not. They know.
They tell me, in the quiet holding of my hand, in their giggles, things that I could never explain.

In Huatla, before I ate the magic mushrooms with the grandmothers, one girl put white clovers through the holes in my ears..... seven children scrambled for my hand, danced down the street with me, and sprinkled fairy dust on my toes.... bringing me flowers until my hands were full, and then, after I passed the bouquet to a friend, they filled my arms again with blooms.

We brought them Jesus and Nike,
They bring me flowers and laughter.

I want to give them the world,

but it is already theirs,
and so much weight to bear.

I will help them.

I place the band across my brow,
I place the corn upon the altar.

I will pull my weight.

I will weave rainbows until my fingers bleed.
And then I will weave some more.
Pictures of things i could never explain.
Colors of reasons I hope you remember.
Reasons to hold hands with the children
and dance for the sunrise.

Invitation

Come sit by the river.
I can see that your mind is very full.
Do you have room behind your eyes for the scent of a flower, for the sound of the wind?
Do you have room between your ears for a passing song?
The birds are very busy today making them for you.
Wouldn´t you like to hear them more clearly?

Let me wash your hair with the sweet water,
weave light through your bones.......
If you had the time,
I would speak with you in waves, by the river.
Waves that you would understand, behind your eyes,
like he scent of a flower, like the sound of the wind.

Rainbow Dragon Sacred Circus

I have been travelling between Canada, the US and Mexico using waste veggie oil, building and sharing the vision of the
Rainbow Dragon Sacred Circus for some time now. Following the yellow brick road- I am aware of the potential that we hold as a movement to affect culture with our light at this time.

The Rainbow Dragon is the living bio-electromagnetic pulse that is the one mind uniting our efforts for re-establishment of harmonious abundance on earth. It is the source of the dream. It is moving and alive within the crystal ley- lines of the earth- awakening us to the fullness of our potential.

The sacred circus is a vision of travelling interlinked agents of change-- entertainers, technicians, artists, healers, visionaries, videographers, neo-tribal shamans and shamanesses.... moving resources, ideas, and nourishing experience to wherever we are called to bring it, using veggie oil fuel and other liberating technologies.

The Travelling Survival Team -- Soul Revival Project.

The rainbow dragon is feeding the dream to many spiritual warriors and cunning cultural movers and shakers-- could it be that you have heard the rainbow dragon's call?

It is time to collaborate, build and activate for a clear golden pathway into tomorrow. Today is 06 06 06. The dream of destruction looms all around us, weaving its sticky radionic threads of fear and helplessness. Today I choose to feed a greater dream, whose threads are pure gold and silver. The dream of a total renaissance of human potential.
The dream of the Rainbow Dragon Sacred Circus.

Diamonds are crystallized under pressure.

The pressure is on.

Do you have what it takes to lead a sacred circus straight through the looking glass?... to spread joy, information and light, transcending limitation, bending time, unwinding the hidden stories within our bodies and the earth? Do you have the desire and reckless abandon to catapult ourselves like a shooting star from outerspace straight through the smokescreen set up of the armageddon obsessed puppet masters, busting a big fat hole straight through the screen that plays the fear movie to its apathetic audiences? To open the doors to multidimensional existence and spherical time and send the surprised audience laughing, crying and dancing into a more dignified reality of self autonomy and conscious creation? Or maybe you just always really wanted to be a clown........

No one else is going to do it for us. And none of us can do it alone. So lets collaborate. This is the summer of thrust- to throw off our chains and doubts and limitations once and for all, and accept the fantastical reality that we all feel emerging as real-- fully activating sacred potential to reclaim the garden of delight from the purveyors of blight.

Lets get it on.

In Lak'ech

RDSC dreamweaver-- the paper bag priestess, signing off