What I can observe is that in the distant depth of the night, there in the profundity of the nocturnal sky where the night and the silence are perennial and identical, the stars shiver silent and distant, allowing me to perceive through the immense void the vibrations of silence.
She comes to me naked, in the purity of her presence, without the garments of light, sounds, life and thought.
I’ve known her longer than myself. I’ve known her before I, before time, before the memory of her.
I have seemed to forget her, and in the dark dungeons of forgetfulness, in that mindless chaos of existence, I looked for her.
She was there, always, hidden in every desire and every which pain.
Behind every corner of thought, peeking or waiting at the periphery of the horizon of time and experience, she shines eternally in relentless and unwavering wait.
She weaves and undoes the endless tapestry of existence phenomenal, waiting for the beloved to come to her as vagabond, worthless suitor, with his only claim in the secret chamber of his heart–an arrow certain and true.
She comes to me naked, silent, and I am blinded and deafened by her all consuming touch.
A breath of light robed
with shy dance of endless flames
comes to form my eye.
Formless sky above,
takes shape of all things under;
nails void to Her curves.
Rich clouds bring rain drops
riding on hot desert’s wind
to kiss love-parched lips.
Delicado es el roce de tus labios,
y suave el suspiro que recorre mi piel
cuando tus ojos me forman,
cuando tu aliento surge y me nombra.
Delicate is the touch of your lips,
and soft the sigh that runs through my skin
when your eyes form me,
when your breath emerges and names me.
The community at Xicoco has built this Medicine Wheel, a sacred circle open to all people for prayer and healing. We are now about to lose the land where it is built. The landlord is selling the property, and in a matter of a month, they will come in and tear this beautiful and sacred wheel apart to sell it. We have the opportunity to purchase this land, but we need your help securing the funds to open escrow.
We need your help to be able to preserve the Medicine Wheel, to continue offering it for the benefit of all beings everywhere, to continue with our sacred sweat lodge, our classes, our art, and our teachings.
The Medicine Wheel is a living artifact that is helping many find their inner guide, heal, transform their lives, and bring insight and peace to our world.
With your support, we will be able to set up a non-profit organization to preserve the medicine wheel, to continue with our sacred practices, and to promote the Teachings of Koyote the Blind.
These funds will allow us to obtain a loan to buy the land where the Medicine Wheel is. Please help us preserve the land and continue offering the teachings, the sacred arts, and our lives for the benefit of all beings everywhere.
Ya que es de noche,
Y la diosa se extiende
En su infinito silencio,
Digo “gracias, mujer.”
Por tu lucha eterna.
Por tu resistencia inmutable.
Por tu omnipotente entrega.
Now that it’s night,
And the goddess extends
In her infinite silence,
I say, “thank you, woman.”
For your eternal fight.
For your inmutable resistance.
For your omnipotent yield.
The trantras of the East and the sexual alchemy of the West have created systems of attainment and magick using the most powerful force in the human body: the sexual energy.
The sexual force is the most powerful force. Dormant in the flesh, it is so powerful that its awakening has the potential of creating a new world (in the form of a unique human being), or of transforming the existing world (i.e., the evolution of one’s body and psyche).
This force is so powerful that those who have sought to retain a hegemony of power have kept humanity enslaved by telling them that the serpent fire of sexual force is evil, and have taught humanity to fear its force. They have condition humans to see sex only for procreation or entertainment, when in reality this is the very creative force of God.
Humanity, however, continues to rebel and seek its true freedom.
Once we learn that the most powerful weapon and the most evolved intelligence lies in our own bodies, we realize that the awakening of this force and the immanetization of this intelligence is the only way to resist the forces that seek to enslave us, and the only way in which true, lasting freedom might be attained.
This is the fear of those who hold temporal power, the “would-be” slavers of humanity.
The Witches’ Sabbath is an act of freedom, and a call to awakening to all spiritual warriors.
This is the Tantra of the New World, it adds to the existing technologies of the East and West the shape-shifting dreaming technologies of the Nagual. The shamanism of the people of the Nahual (the Toltec enlightened past of this American continent) has awakened, and it comes as a catalyst that will fuse the Eastern and Western traditions into a new Dharma, one that liberates not only men and not only women, but our true essence as beings who exist beyond bodies, beyond gender, beyond the programs of our past.
This is the tantra of the gender fluid, the religious experience of the variety of human expression. This is the sexual alchemy of the queer, the transgender, the gender fluid, the asexual, the female, the male, the neutral, and anyone who is a divine star acting through the veil of human existence.
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The ego of a man blinds him to the all encompassing power of the woman. He thinks he’s powerful, but never stops to wonder what sustains and generates the power. Like a fist who thinks it’s strong, when in truth all its force comes from the mind and body that directs it.