What to do on the Soul-stice?
K' een 121, Stabilizing Sunrise
Greetings, dear Soul! What are your plans for the Soul-Stice? The Winter / Summer Solstice are those two days when our planet experiences the longest / shortest night and the shortest / longest daylight hours. In some places close to the North and South Poles there is NO night / sunrise on those days! That’s why I stopped calling them “Winter Solstice” and “Summer Solstice”, because that’s only true for half the world at a time. It’s the Solstice.
The word Sol - stice can be thought of as Sun - Still. It’s like our planet is on a pendulum, and June 21 and December 21 are the two ends of the swing, and when something swings like that, it always slows down and seems to stop at the ends. That’s why it takes about three days to start changing again, and that’s why religions from about 3,500 years ago (Mithras, and Sol Invictus of the Roman culture).
In fact, it wasn’t until the Roman emperor Constantine chose Yeshua Ben Yusef’s birthday as December 25th, that anyone had any idea when he was born. They never knew. They still don’t. Nobody knows. It most definitely was NOT December 25th, and not in what we would call the year zero. The Romans also don’t know the date that they actually killed Yeshua which is why Easter moves around every year. Don’t you think it’s interesting that it has to be on the weekend AFTER the first Full Moon AFTER the March Equinox? This tells you that the Roman / Reptilian Church is actually very tuned in to the actual cycles of the earth, moon, sun, and stars. Despite that, they have no idea if he was actually 33 when they murdered him. Oops.
Be that as it may, we are approaching December Solstice, 2024, which is 12 years after the 2012 major point of awakening that literally billions of people point to now. However, that Solstice of year was severely highjacked by said Judeo/Roman/ Romulan/Reptilian/Christians, the ones who own and control Hollywood and the Mass Hysteria Media. They began polluting the potential planetary bliss (with fear-based movies and TV shows) that COULD have happened 12 years ago right after they destroyed a similar wave of possible wonder that could have happened: December 31st, 1999.
Remember that? “Y2K” they called it.
A totally fabricated fear-mongering scheme that all the banks in the world might lose all your money (which is fake anyway, but especially so electronically) because of the supposedly massive leap from years ending in three digits other than zero, to the unimaginably far away place of a digital year ending in 000. They, the global banking military industrial complex of Reptilians, predicted massive technological failure, and even a magnetic pole shift was suggested as a possibility, as I recall.
That summer of ’99, unrelated to Y2K, I sold and / or gave away everything I owned, and me and my girlfriend at the time, Melissa, piled the rest of our stuff into her car, and on the Full Moon of August 31st we drove down to Burning Man, where I DJd at numerous stages. I apparently had the very first Mayan astrology booth at the Burn. I’m not proud of this, but I was doing Dreamspell translations, because that is what I had been taught the year previously, and even though I’d been told in February of ‘99 that there was the True Count Mayan astrology, the DS was still all the rage in the underground DJ / drug world, so that’s what I did.
It was the 13th Burn, too, called “Wheel of Time”, and it was already truly insane. No pictures / movies I’ve seen since then have appeared very different. Afterwards, we carried on down the road, stopping briefly in LA to visit our Moontribe friends, before heading into Mexico on or about the 13th of September.
We were standing on the Pyramid of the Sun and the Pyramid of the Moon in Teotihuacan, our first Pyramid, for the September Equinox, and I DJd at a club in Mexico City on the Full Moon in early October. We then went up to Real de Catorce to find peyote, which we did, and met some cray-cray kids who were into the Dreamspell.
The one guy, Hector, drew the whole fucking Tzolk’in while we were talking and smoking joints in their hotel room for a few hours the night we met. He invited us to Guadalajara where he said he could get me some DJ gigs. He did. I played on the radio there, fairly popular station, 1 million listeners apparently, and then in a fancy nightclub that same night, about 500 ppl there. He got me a gig a week later at a smaller club, but things were getting strange with Hector and Melissa and I left him in Guadalajara to continue on our way.
We stopped in Oaxaca, and a few other smaller pyramid sites, before coming to Palenque by early November. Mind blowing. Stunning. Incredible. Still my fave site of the 13 I’ve been to. But we only stayed a few days before moving on. However, there it was, like December 15th, and we were naked on a clothing-optional beach called Zipolite and we said, “Where do you wanna be for Solstice?” and we both agreed, Palenque.
So we camped in the same place, Cha’ac, next to but cheaper than the famed “Maya Bell” campground at which Terence McKenna and other luminaries gave talks about DiMiTri and such, apparently just a few monts before… and found a local guy to buy magic mushrooms from. We already had weed.
The morning of the 21st dawned and we knew we were going to sneak into the pyramid site by walking up a stream about 200 meters away from the entrance. I spent the better part of the morning drawing a butterfly with a black pen on an orange T-shirt I had, and then cut the sleeves off it, and then we started walking. We had a DJ flyer made by Hector, which had that very same drawing of the Tzolk’ een, all 260 days of it, scanned on the back, and my DJ name on the front with a bunch of other DJs and crap about the Dreamspell and night club stuff. And we had the magic mushrooms, bundled in a cloth, all 10 grams or so, very wet, having just recently been picked.
We walked past the official entrance to Palenque, and 200 meters later turned left where a stream ran under a ditch in the paved road. Walking, walking, walking into the jungle up the stream, mushrooms burning a hole in Miel’s pouch. (See, after a month or so in Mexico, and going to all these little markets in all these little towns, we saw different colored local honey in all of them, and it was curiously labeled “Miel” which is French. I began calling her Miel, and it stuck. She still goes by Miel today, 25 years later.)
Finally, after 30 minutes or so, we sat down on some nice smooth rocks and set out an altar (the same one we’d use many hours later at the foot of the Temple of Inscriptions), and placed our Magic Mushrooms on it. We prayed, knowing we were precisely 13 years to the day before the infamous December 21st, 2012 beacon emblazoned across our cerebral cortices.
We picked up the mushrooms and took our first bite, and at that precise instant we heard “WOOO Hoo EEE eee hoo OOO EEEee WOOT woo EEEEEE” from a family tribe of Howler Monkeys that had must have watched us walk up the creek path for a few minutes. Just by chance we chose that spot, directly beneath them all, because we heard no movements through the canopy of trees. Very auspicious! We delightedly at all our mushrooms, then continued into the upper back portion of the Palenque pyramid city, which I’ve guesstimated at being the star position on this picture.
By the time we burst thru the jungle we were just about as high as we were gonna get, which wasn’t very high, because we’d each eaten about 5 grams of wet mushrooms, which is about half a gram of dried magic.
We dawdled our way around the site, re-visiting places, very few tourists there, surprisingly, and nobody seemed to innerstand or Grok what the significance of the date and / or place was. Today, Dec 19, is Robert Heinlein’s Mayan birthday, btw.
I wanted to wait ‘til almost sunset to begin our ceremony, so we did. At perhaps 4:20-ish we approached the stone pedestal at the base of K’ineech Hanaab Pakal’s Temple of Inscriptions with great reverence. We put our cloth on it, and I quickly set the corner of the DJ flyer on fire, vowing to burn down the Dreamspell and carry King Pakal’s true message of peace until my dying day. Then we were besieged by guards, who forcefully removed us from the premises, out the front door, of course.
Whereupon I was freaked out by the fully life-sized Christian Nativity scene! Yusef as tall as me! Three wise men, too! Mother Mary sitting holding baby Yeshua, even some sheep! It was the most elaborate nativity scene I’d ever seen! I was deeply offended because this invading culture had done their best for 500 years to destroy the sanctity of the Maya, and the Dreamspell was part of that, the acrid smell of full colored flyer still fresh in my nostrils… Miel and I laughed and skipped our way back to Cha’ak, and smoked tiny little doobies in our tent until we fell asleep.
Now back to you! What SHOULD you do on the Solstice?
It depends on two things: Where you are, and where you are. Geographically, and psychologically. What is being called for is that humanity re-connect with Goddess Gaia and her natural rhythms, meaning her cycle of time as she flows around the Sun God Ra Sol K’ een Ahau. Meaning every single Solstice and Equinox. You would do very well to watch the Sun set on that night, Saturday night, which is called Balancing Dusk, btw. Potentially Balancing Night, and even Balancing Dawn.
The SOLSTICE! Balancing Dusk / Night / Dawn!
Hello! Not just watch the Sun Set, of course. It is the perfect time to release all that has negatively affected you in 2024. This is where the psychological part comes in, obvs. You now have 2 days for recapitulation. Who do you need to forgive? (Other than yourself.) The Solstice Sunset is the perfect time to let it all go. Anything you DON’T release, you will drag along with you like rocks in your backpack into the new year.
Light a candle, or light a huge bonfire, and burn your Embodying Forgiveness contracts, after reading it out loud and proudly. I’m not going to attach them again. I’ve done that 20 times this year, including the last post…
Then go home and have a wonderful dinner. Maybe with friends. Maybe dance a little bit. Maybe do psychedelic delicacies. Magic Mushrooms with Organic Cacao brownies, perhaps?
But here’s the important thing: On the Sunrise, state your intentions.
Do not state intentions on the Sunset on the Solstice. It’s the exact opposite time to do so. You don’t ask for good things as your God is driving away in a chariot.
On the Sunrise, stare into that glowing orb, the One True Father of all Life on Earth, and state your intentions for this next year of your life. (Or next Quarter Year. You can do the exact same thing every Equinox and Solstice. Should.)
It’s best if you have a place you can do this out in nature, or at least outside somewhere, and watch the Solstice Sun Set, and then watch the Solstice Sun Rise.
Look directly into the Eye of rising Father Sun with glee!
Allow his spiritual energy to penetrate you and fill you with light! I promise you, if you’ve done your Unconditional Forgiveness activities the night before you will feel and incredible burst of spiritual energy, knowing you are directly on the right path to Ascension, having chosen your parents perfectly, and your mate, and everything else.
Everything is perfect, dear Soul! The only thing blocking awareness of that is the Shadow Ego.
The Sun, our One True Father, is the Sentient Over-Soul that is transmitting the Divine Mayan Tzolk’ een to us from the Hunab K’u, the Great Central Sun and Black Hole at the Epicenter of the Omniverse. He is beckoning you to harmonize your DNA with him and Goddess Gaia, one of his many wives, by following the Tzolk’ een, and honoring the Solstice and Equinox.
Goddess Gaia is teamed up with Eesh Chel, the Moon Goddess, to guide our tides and procreation cycles, and the two of them are beckoning you to follow the Full and New Moons.
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The rest is up to your Shadow Ego. It’s running the show, you know. Until your Soul starts to drive the car, and puts the whiny baby Shadow Ego in the back seat with some snacks and a nice comfy blanket. To order, you can PayPal me, just check this out: https://www.mayanembodiment.com/workshop
And here are the Key Code Words for today. Spiritually enriching, yes? Do you grok the significance?
I wish you the most healing and connecting Solstice you can possibly experience, my friend. I am wishing you the most spiritually beneficial exist-dance in this lifetime, and beyond.
Een Lak’esh, Ala K’ een,
I am You are Hunab K’u God-sciousness,
Thirteen Thank Yous,
Honey in the Heart,
Namaste,
crispy