On October 1, 2012 I quit my jobit was motivated by a desire to live my true purpose and passion in the world. And though I have more clarity on what that means than I ever have, it is still fuzzy.
So the first step was to get clear. And so began a dream, a journey, a pilgrimage that I’ve always been called to pursue: a solo journey to explore the Mayan Temples.
Last night I wandered ciudad de cancun. I got hopelessly lost for about 2 hours.
As I felt the waves of sadness, frustration and self-pity come over me I reflected on the nature of my adventure.
First, the mirror of my walk thru the barrio was just like the trip I have embarked on: without a plan or even general direction. It dawned on me as I wandered how applicable this was to my life lately.
Three times in my life I walked away from a secure situation to explore the path less taken. The first time I had a home a few blocks from the beach and a steady salary and benefits with a large aerospace corporation. The second and third time I quit working for Apple.
Each time I had a knowing that walking away from security to walk the path less taken was being asked and sometimes demanded, by the universe.
I can’t say that an angel delivered me a golden envelope though I hope someday I do get that gift; rather, it was a urgency to change my path to follow something more aligned to my passions and my purpose.
What’s Your Purpose in Life?
Purpose, now there’s a quest. Vision quests, men’s groups rites of passage and numerous medicine journeys have brought perhaps more focus, more self awareness, more emotional intelligence, and a greater sense of my place in the universe. And yet still the elusive one purpose eludes me.
So I follow a calling that was planted in my heart before its first beat. I can’t explain it but I know that I made an agreement to be on this planet at this place and this time and to be exactly where I am right now: on a bus from cancun to playa del Carmen.
As I wrote that all the hair on my body stood on end, I got a shiver thru my body and my eyes teared up. It’s hard being on a bus full of locals wanting to just explode into tears. Tears that are a combination of grief, appreciation, doubt, and some unknown connection to the bigger picture and my place in, even if I can’t really see it. Or perhaps the tears are especially filled by that knowing and an inability to fully comprehend it. I’m not sure if it’s a limit of my programming: my society, my peers, my education; or a limit of the human condition. Anyway you shake it, I’m just honored to be part of this dance.
I read an article by Terrence McKenna in 1995 where he explained his theory of time and novelty coming to a peak on December 21, 2012. I got the same body sensation of shivers and a whole body knowing the first time my brain fully comprehended his words.
From that moment forward my world view was forever changed. Instead of investing in my real estate and portfolios, I dove deep into the world of self-exploration through psychedelics. I had an intuition that this work was the only worthwhile investment I could make in this lifetime.
As the world around me got more and more wrapped up in material possessions I kept purging mine.
How do get God to laugh? Make plans…
My original plan was to fly to Guatemala. The universe had a different plan. Because my ticket was a non-revenue stand-by I quickly saw there was no way I would have arrived in Guatemala until after the holiday season.
So I looked at my options and jumped a flight to Atlanta and got on a plane to Cancun. As though the world of the unseen wanted to give me a clear reminder that I was on the right path, my “single-serving friend” happened to be reading a book about Peruvian Shamanism. We spent the flight talking about Ayahuasca, shamanism, and healing.
As I fell asleep last night, I asked the ancestors to give me some clarity in my dreams. My dreams were not lucid, clear, nor seemed to contain the message I was hoping for. I found myself in groups interacting with no clear purpose or direction.
I explored some options this morning about where to next, just clear that my whole body wants out of the city. Perhaps the journey last night was simply reminder of the human condition when disconnected from our source: the natural world. I felt tired, sad, uncertain, disoriented and out of place. How much of the human race feels this way on a regular basis? And how much longer do we have to experience this dis-ease before we reconnect to wha really feeds us?
Is 2012 the end of the world?
For those of you who don’t know, this 2012 winter solstice thing is more than the end of the mayan calendar. First of all, the Mayans embraced a circular view of time. And in my experience of “out of reality” time it looks more like a spiral. What the Mayans are pointing to wasn’t the end of the world or even the end of time, but rather a cycle our solar system makes every 5012 years.
In one week, the planets in our solar system align in a fairly organized way and our entire community of planets passes thru the galactic center. If you think of our galaxy as a globe, we are about to cross over the equator from the southern to northern hemisphere.
I’ve got a ton of theories about that this transition means and what could happen. But a simple way to conceptualize it is that we are moving from a certain frequency or resonance on one side of the pole to another. It’s the same concept as how the correalus effect has water move clockwise when it hits land mass on the northern hemisphere and counter clockwise in the south.
I recently watched a video of a Mayan medicine man talking about this galactic alignment as a transmission from the galactic core to the earth. A transmission that lasts minutes somewhere around noon on December 22 that will be most strongly felt between the yucitan peninsula and the southern united states. He also stated that the pyramids were built as transistors that slowed down this solar energy and dispersed it into the earth where it would continue to resonate for months instead of 8 minutes
He also said that many of the original receptor sites have been destroyed. Figures that our modern society, unable to translate or conceptualize the purpose of these ancient structures ignorantly destroyed then.
My hope for our future is that we outgrow this behavior and embrace a harmonic balance between the human ingenuity and natural function.
I am arriving in playa del Carmen. And soon I will be in Tulum experiencing the Mayan temples on the beach.