Tag Archives: toltec

Ancient Wisdom in Four Mantras

17 May

Extracted from Don Miguel Ruiz's The Four Agreements, a Toltec wisdom guide that heavily influences my lifestyle and perception.

Hot off the Library Thang Press

25 Mar

My Library at LibraryThing

The Mayan Spatialization of Time

30 Jan

One of the only blogs I read regularly, The Toltec Ching Blog, archived a post titled “Inner Activism.” Clicked. Read. Hooked. Below is a link to the article, and the paragraph that took my breath away:

It will seem strange to some to think of a stone as a sacred person. But then again, have they ever thought of themselves as a sacred person? They may know that indigenous people ask the plant for permission to take its leaves or ask the stone for permission to carve it but do they understand that the plant or stone are being treated as a sacred person? One thing we can see as utter fact is the equality with which the universe treats all things: the eagle may take the hare, but it dies touching the high-voltage wires around its nest, dooming the rabbits offspring as well as its own. Any hierarchy we imagine to exist is leveled by death and accident. The electrons making up my body come from stone and tree and sun and stars and, when this body disintegrates, its electrons will fly off into billions of directions to help constitute other persons, many of whom will not be human beings. The webwork of subatomic particles forming the space-time continuum has no “holes”. It is simply one unbroken interwoven Livingness of Space.

http://www.thetolteciching.com/blog/2012-end-of-the-world-view/

A bit of ancient toltec wisdom

28 Sep

The Smokey Mirror

3,000 years ago, there was a human just like you and mewho lived near a city surrounded by mountains. The human was studying to become a medicine man, to learn the knowledge of his ancestors, but he didn’tcompletely agree with everything he was learning. In his heart, he felt there must be something more.
One day, as he slept in a cave, he dreamed that he saw his own body sleeping. He came out of the cave on the night of a new moon. The sky was clear, he could see millions of stars. Then something happened inside of him that transformed his life forever. He looked at his hands, he felt his body and he heard his own voice say, “I am made of light; I am made of stars.”
He looked at the stars again, and then he realized that it’s not the stars that create light, but rather the light that creates stars. “Everything is made of light,” he said, “and the space in-between isn’t empty.” And he knew that everything that exists is one living being, and that light is the messenger of life, because it is alive and contains all information.
Then he realized that although he was made of stars, he was not those stars. “I am in-between the stars.” he thought. So he called the stars the tonal and the light in-between the stars the nagual, and he knew that what he created the harmony and space between the two is Life or Intenent. Without Life, the tonal and the nagual could not exist. Life is the force of the absolute, the supreme, the Creator who creates everything.
This is what he discovered: Everything in existance is a manifestation of the one living being we call God. Everything is God. And he came to the conclusion that human perception is merely light perceiving light. He also saw that matter is a mirror-everything is a mirror that reflects light and creates images of that light-and the world of illusion, the Dream, is just like smoke which doesn’t allow us to see what we really are. “The real us is pure love, pure light,” he said.
This realization changed his life. Once he knew what he really was, he looked around at other humans and the rest of nature, and he was amazed at what he saw. He saw himself in everything-in every human, in every animal, in every tree, in the water, in the rain, in the clouds, in the earth. And he saw that Life mixed the tonal and the nagual in different ways to create billions of manifestations of Life.
In those few moments he comprehended everything. He was very excited, and his heart was filled with peace. He could hardly wait to tell his people what he had discovered. But there were no words to explain it. He tried to tell others, but they could not understand. They could see that he had changed, that something beautiful was radiating from his eyes and his voice. They noticed that he no longer had judgement about anything or anyone. He was no longer like anyone else.
He could understand everyone very well, but no one could understand him. They believed that he was an incarnation of God, and he smiled when he heard this and he said, “It is true. I am God . But you are also God. We are the same, you and I. We are images of light. We are God.” But they still did not understand him.
He had discovered that he was a mirror for the rest of the people, a mirror in which he could see himself. “Everyone is a mirror,” he said. He saw himself in everyone, but nobody saw him as themself. And he realized that everyone was dreaming, but without awareness, without knowing what they really are. They couldn’t see him as themselves because there was a wall of fog or smoke between the mirrors. And that wall of fog was made by the interpretation of images of light.-the Dream of humans.
Then he knew that he would soon forget all that he had learned. He wanted to remember all that he had learned. He wanted to remember all the visions he had had, so he decided to call himself the Smokey Mirror, so that he would always know that matter is a mirror and the smoke in-between keeps us from knowing what we are. He said, “I am the Smokey Mirror, because I am looking at myself in all of you, but we don’t recognize each other because of the smoke in-between us. That smoke is the Dream, and the mirror is you, the dreamer.”

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