We had an opening ceremony led by Alina, a local curandera. Huge wafts of copal smoke (my favourite incense), Alina praying, all of us turning to face the four directions… so much of spirituality and religion deal with the four directions, following the same basic practices. Interesting, isn’t it?
At the beginning of the ceremony we were all handed things; candles, a rain stick, corn of four colours, a conch… except me. So I stood with my hands open offering all that I had to Spirit, whilst contemplating the meaning of all that. It reminded me of the beginning of my first journey to Mexico ten years ago, but that’s another story…
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