The Mayans — A Human Homecoming

By CC Treadway

"You asked me to talk about prophecies. And, what I would like to say is that we have been waiting a long time for our ancestors to return. And here you are."
— Don Alejandro

We are heading down to the wire here, racing into 2012. What really is happening? What is our role? Recently, the head elder of the Mayan Nation, Don Alejandro, requested that lightworkers from around the world be brought to Guatemala to do ceremony together, fulfilling a Mayan prophecy. The Mayan Nation was also concerned about the details of their famous calendar. In the past it has been others who have studied and published books on the calendar. And while many of these books are intelligent and convincing in their conclusions, Mayans did not write them. These ancient ones believed that they must be able to come together and redo the calendar from scratch, with the awareness that only a Mayan can possess. But to bring together enough Mayan scholars would require money that they didn't have. Don Alejandro wondered how he might pull this off, but earlier this year, in a trip to Sedona, he met all the right people. Money was donated by Drunvalo, raised by Institute for Cultural Awareness (Adam Yellowbird DeArmon and Carmen Gudin) and the group of 60 lightworkers was brought together and organized by our very own Diane Cooper. I was fortunate to be included in that group.

Our trip to Guatemala felt like a big deal from the beginning. We didn't know all the details but when you throw words around like "prophecy," "2012," and "Mayan calendar," a lightworker's blood starts to rush with excitement. Don Alejandro was around 5 ft tall, 80 yrs old, and a walking powerhouse of unconditional love. When he spoke it was in stories and metaphors, and his sweet wife Elizabeth, would translate to English. Sometimes I was confused by his words, but I still got it. Drunvalo talks a lot about native tribes living in the heart, and here was a live example. You would just get it, and perhaps afterwards your mind could do a joyful, but incomplete translation.

We all felt incredibly blessed to be a part of such an event, even though it was difficult to put all the pieces together of why we were there. We all had our personal journeys and we all had our collective journey of service. So much happened, but to write about it all would take too long, so I am going to share the frequency of one particular ceremony, because it was the ceremony that changed my life, and from what I can gather, everyone else was deeply impacted.

We were about a week and a half into our journey when we found ourselves in the middle of the rainforest in Peten, the northern part of Guatemala. It was to be an important day because we would be entering into the most sacred cave of the Mayans, the Candelaria Caves. Here is where the Mayans believe they were born. For the record, they do not subscribe to the Bering Strait theory. We were traveling with a Hopi Elder, Eric, who was the historian of the Blue Bird Clan. He had, through painstaking research, tracked the Hopi's roots to the same cave. The Hopi believe they originally were Mayan, and migrated north into what is now the United States. We were so lucky to receive a lecture by Eric mapping out this migration for us, and somehow we all got that the beauty of this research was how it united the Hopi and the Mayans as one. We were all touched by this information. The implications are huge, if historians like Eric can gather physical proof of their origins that align with their creation stories, a vast well of information from our tribes will be looked at with new eyes-we have chance at getting to know our own roots as a species. For those of us that have always been open to this idea, it isn't news, but there are so many out there with no idea of just how old, or how connected to earth and the rest of the universe we are. I see it all the time in my practice, people feel lonely and disconnected, no matter how much meditating they do. It's the root pain for everyone. To me a great healing response for this disconnection is hanging out with the Elders and Ancients who never lost this connection, and having them transmit it to us.

For Eric to get the opportunity to be in this cave with the Head Mayan Elder, was an incredible homecoming, it was etheric connective tissue being formed. It was history in the making and we all felt proud to be there.

We hiked up into the cave area. Birds were screaming, insects everywhere, tropical flowers and plants overgrowing the path. It was a muddy, steep trail, but we all made it. As we entered the cave we were immediately transported out of time and into the womb. We all stopped taking pictures. How could we possibly capture this feeling? We gathered near the entrance and Don Alejandro spoke a little of the cave, and it being the birthplace of the Mayans. Then Eric blessed the cave, and sang a Hopi prayer. We were getting deeper, quieter, more still.

We walked in silence. It was a hazardous path, filled with water, mud, rocks, ups and downs and darkness. Many had flashlights, but I had missed that announcement, so I was largely relying upon memories of being a gymnast when I was younger. Mostly, I think we were all trying to keep up with Don Alejandro. Though 80 yrs old, he was literally power walking through the cave with the agility of a jaguar. I should mention that this cave was enormous. Cavernous. It was 30 kilometers long and incredibly tall and wide in some parts, like a cathedral. The walls were lined with infinite rock formations whose shadows created animals and spirits. After some time, we stopped around a circular, ground level altar. We were each handed a candle and I chose a pink one. We gathered in a circle, and Don Alejandro instructed us to infuse whatever intention we wanted into the candle, light it and put it inside the altar. We had done several ceremonies, but this one was different. Normally we would have gone through the days of the Mayan calendar, but today there was less structure and it felt very personal. I decided to try a different intention besides world peace- I had saved the world enough times already on this trip! I was going to focus on my personal needs instead. There had been something else going on for me that was very important. The night before I left, I had received a powerful soul retrieval from Valarie Zuvuya, an incredibly potent shaman, and I needed to complete it.

In a Druidian lifetime I was married to a dear soulmate. Problem? His sister was insanely jealous of me. We ended up moving away, but my husband had been the caregiver to her and the family. She blamed me and put this very nasty curse on me: that I would be bound to this man forever, but he would never incarnate at the same time as me. I would walk through my lifetimes constantly searching for him, but never finding him. A feeling of hopelessness would follow me through every incarnation. The soul contract was, "I will never love that way again." As she told me this, chills ran through me because it resonated so deeply and I had always felt connected to and yet had frightening feelings about a Druidian lifetime. The soul fragment was happily returned; the soul contract dissolved and I felt this burden lift. I was given instructions to further discharge the energy; create a new soul contract and work through whatever came up.

I had always known that a curse had been present, but until I had exercised every other option, learned every lesson possible, it hadn't been time to go there. And it all was stirred up on this trip. After a few days, I felt powerless against this curse; it was so deeply embedded in my psyche at this point. I felt that hopelessness and despair overtaking me again. I was surrounded by happy twin-flame couples, close to my parents age, talking about their children, rubbing it in…. and at the same time they were transmitting to me the possibilities, or "downloading the file" as my healer would say. I was blessed to be surrounded by so much real love in action. These couples seemed to intuitively get that I needed to experience this new vibration, so they never left my side, or I theirs!

So, you can guess what I put into this candle. With the power of this sacred cave, the group, and Don Alejandro leading the way, my intention was firm. To release the binding energy from this curse, to have healing with my old sister-in-law and dissolve the karma, to know the true meaning of love, to walk with confidence knowing that incarnated partnership was a possibility for me in this lifetime. I lit my candle and put it in the circle with the rest of the group's prayers.

We remained in a circle for some time. Eric and Don Alejandro shared a moment of brotherhood and touched all of our hearts. Don Alejandro opened the ceremony honoring the elements and ancestors, and began to sing a haunting Mayan song. It felt like the sound from the heart of the world. After a moment Adam joined the song with his drum, and the Barry Kapp chimed in with his native flute. We were deeper, closer and closer to zero. We let ourselves be taken into the music and then Don Alejandro had one last gift. Silently we walked a bit further, deeper inside. We stopped near a river that snaked through the cave. Don Alejandro walked up to a trickle of water that ran from the rocks and fell into a little stone pool, turned to us and said:

In the name of the heart of the heavens, and in the heart of the earth.
The heart of the air, the heart of the water.
What you have been looking for, here you will find it
from the water that comes from the heart of Mother Earth.
These are rocks of wisdom.
Here, my dear visitors, you'll receive, receive with love.
You will come up here, one by one.
Divine Spirit, illuminate all who are here.
I ask you, to give us what we are asking for.
Give us the memories, give us the understanding, give us help.

If I had not recorded this, I would not have remembered a word. I was so altered that none of the words were hitting my mind, they were going straight to my heart. I watched the first person go up, bow their head down, and get water patted on their head three times by him. I couldn't believe it. I knew we were getting baptized and I knew it was a big deal. I was like a little kid, it was all I could do not to run to the front of the line and say, "Me first!!!" To be baptized by the head of the Mayan Nation in the womb of humanity was no small affair. Now we were at zero point, and anything was possible. Adam Yellowbird began to play a heartbeat on his drum, and Carmen began to sing a soft, feminine song. I calmed down; we were in, as deep as a human could go. I was so excited to get up to that pool, and with that masterful Mayan at the helm, I completely surrendered. It was like I had been waiting my whole life for this moment.

I stepped up, hoping not to trip, and with reverence and appreciation, bowed my head down. Three pats of unconditional love poured over my head. I stepped back, took a moment to orient myself, and then I took my first steps. An indescribable feeling of freshness and wonder overtook me. I went and sat down on the rocks with the others. I was born again, perhaps born for the first time, because this is how it should be. Not into a hospital or any religion or culture. I was born into humanity. I was finally welcomed into this beautiful species. I finally felt the pride and honor to be human. I felt completely and unconditionally loved by God. I finally felt the purpose and point of it all, that humans were beautiful and really mattered. That we were welcomed to this planet. That we are amazing beings living an extraordinary existence. I was being downloaded so many missing files! I felt my crown chakra blast open, and golden light from the heavens streamed down. I heard a voice. "Do it now." I knew what to do. What I had put into the candle was ready to be released. With my intention I released it. I saw everything leave my system. I saw the karma between my old sister-in-law and I healed. I saw her soul be set free. I felt the soul contract be sent to Creator, dissolved in white light and a new soul contract came in, "I will love that way again. I can love that way again. I am loving that way again." These were the words that set me free, that allowed me to let go of the past and stand in the present with confidence. They allowed the underlying fear of abandonment to be touched by God's light. They allowed me let go of doubt and be cradled, be hopeful, and to know my own beauty and power. These were my words. Gratitude swept over me. True love swept over me. And I knew that I was free to love that way again. To love life that way again, to love others and myself that way again, and to take in the love that others have for me. I felt the burden of worrying that I would never meet my non-incarnated soulmate lift. The thorn in my side that kept me from my full empowerment had been removed. I wept with my own humanity, and looked around in awe at everyone else in the cave. It was the most beautiful moment of my life.

We all headed out slowly, and were welcomed back to our lives by the jungle, the birds, flowers, insects and rain. I was blessed with a moment alone with Don Alejandro in a wooden gazebo. It was dusk at this point. I thanked him and connected with him, letting him know just how special it was. He said something that roughly translates into, "No problem." Then, the little man, sitting down with his feet on the ground, curled over into a tiny ball and went to sleep. I just sat with him there, marveling at his vulnerability, his love, his power, and his affection for us. How could he be so small and vulnerable while being so enormous and powerful? He snored softly, adorably, and after about 10 minutes, woke up, looked at me, and said, "You got any rum?" I laughed, and told him I could get him some if he really wanted, and he laughed and went right back to sleep.

Later, over a bottle of Guatemala's finest rum, Don Alejandro sat with Drunvalo and a few other elders. He said that he was so blessed to get to see each of us in the water, our true essence. Sometimes he saw stars coming out of the water. He said he could feel our love, but he could also feel our loneliness. How could we deny that? But now, nothing would stop us from our dreams. I do believe that there are gateways that have been created by God and Mother Earth to work directly with humanity for our homecoming, our remembering. Our earth people, our native tribes who still hold the memories know these gateways. It is essential that we know and appreciate this, to safeguard these people who, when given the chance will welcome us into the true human tribe.

It has been three weeks from that day. And the beauty of what transpired fills me more and more. Instead of it being a high that inevitably contracts, its like a huge weight was lifted, and the truth emerged to become the foundation for which I am building my life and my healing practice. Don Alejandro has even been coming into my sessions and teaching me new skills, reminding me that, "YES WE CAN". Clients are visibly changed when they leave. Armed with the true understanding of the beauty of humanity, the healings have shifted to say the least. I know who my clients really are on a cellular, soul level: healthy, happy, important and full of purpose. I know that healing works, it happens, it is our birthright. And I pass to them the frequency that I received in the cave, the zero point, and the ultimate understanding of connection. One of my very psychically open friends was able to see with his eyes the energy and vibration that upwelled from me and passed into his system. It's the gift that keeps on giving. If you feel called, go into your heart right now, go back and read Don Alejandro's words, let yourself be taken into the womb of the earth and receive the transmission.

When I think about the whole curse thing I just start to laugh. I mean, how ridiculous are the stories of earth sometimes? But, it does feel so good to not have that terrible feeling of being trapped in my own doubt. To dream about love again and have it feel good and real, instead of some long, lost, non-incarnated dangling carrot.

I went to Guatemala to come home into humanity. I had no idea that this was the plan, and I cant say that everyone who was there had the experience that I did, but I do think that when they read this they will share in the experience too, because we were all down there together. While the Mayans will take the next year to redo the calendar, I believe that we all got it in that cave. Call me an optimist, but I think that, more than anything is what will be available for all in 2012.

Copywrite 2007 CC Treadway. All rights reserved.

CC has a private energy healing and channeling practice in NYC (www.cctreadway.com). She also teaches workshops on healing and the arts and has a successful documentary film editing career. She has studied with Barbara Brennan, Catherine Shainberg and Drunvalo, among others. Her channelings can be found on (www.souldish.com).