Last night I dreamed that an ancient Mayan spirit was talking to me. Michael and Drunvalo were there, and a group of people that I knew very well but could not see any of their faces. The Mayan spirit man was telling me (reminding me again!) of the Mayan creation story. It goes something like this:
The ancient ancestors of the Mayans came from the Pleiades when a galactic "call for volunteers" went out. The solar system we live in, called Kinich Ahau by the Mayan timekeepers, represented an interesting challenge for colonization. Because this particular star's base frequency vibrates to a resonance of 20, and our galaxy vibrates to the resonance of 13, the frequency cycles affecting our solar system are dissonant. In order to colonize a planet in a solar system such as this, the evolution of consciousness will require moving through the experience of disharmony in order to come through these vibrations and into a finally harmonious ascension into a common vibration, (in our case, the resonance of 20 X 13, or 260).
The Mayan ancestors never expected to succeed at their first attempt of colonization. Indeed, they had colonized many planets in different solar systems, but the challenge of this one was new and exciting. The first attempt to colonize was made on Maldek, a planet that the Mayans say existed where the asteroid belt is today. Over time, as the dissonance of the 13/20 vibration grew, human consciousness degenerated into disconnection with source, turning toward war and destruction. Maldek was eventually lost to the process of the warrior technology that evolved. In short, we exploded the planet, and left only a ring of asteroids where once it revolved in orbit around our sun.
Taking what was learned from this experience, the ancestors moved on to the next candidate; Mars. Here we experienced a similar outcome, human consciousness unable to make the vibrational shift into harmony, once again became disconnected from source, eventually degenerating into war and chaos again. This time, however, the planet was left devoid of life, but not obliterated. This was real progress!
The next attempt was made here on earth. This time, with all that was learned from the first two planetary attempts, special preparations were made by the Pleiadian ancestors. The 260 vibrational resonance was programmed deep into the Earth's iron crystal core, to be activated if and when human consciousness evolved to the point of remembrance. Then they proceeded to co-create the evolution of human life on earth.
Several worlds came and went, as human consciousness attempted again to colonize earth. Each time a planetary civilization peaked, the dissonance of the 13/20 ratio caused the degeneration and breakdown of the civilization. Then the earth would go into another ice age, taking 26,000 years to regenerate each time. And each time, we got closer to the planetary ascension.
According to the Mayans, we are now on the doorstep of colonization of the planet earth. We have passed the end time, the time when breakdown and purification begin. And enough of our indigenous elders awakened in the nick of time to do the ceremonies that would bring the 13/260 vibration up from the center of the earth, where it was seeded so long ago. We humans are beginning to remember our connection to source. We are now moving into the Age of Flowers (funny, the Hopi talk about this as the age of flowers, too). This is the age unfolding when we will experience the Flowering of life on earth.
According to those ancestors, the veils of the "reincarnation/death" cycle will be lifted, and we will no longer feel disconnected from all the other beings that share a home on earth, or feel trapped in the physical dimension. We, together, as a planet are ascending in consciousness.
This creation story, when I first heard it, was told to me by a Gila Apache medicine woman. It has resonated with me for as long as I can remember, it was as if she was telling a story that I already had experienced. It still holds that amazing level of truth for me. I hope some of you will share your own stories...
Blessings,
Kachina
