Greetings Every One!
The work we are doing could not continue without you. We are very grateful for your support and help. Every single prayer and donation is appreciated more than you can know. Thank you so very much for your support.
A note from Rutury:
Que Tuma Aku. Greetings Dear Friends,
Tatewari, Grandfather Spirit! We open our hearts to your healing which brings us wisdom and knowledge from all corners of the Universe.
Whenever there is a pilgrimage in the Wixarika Huichol culture everyone in the community is eager to know who is being called by the pilgrimage spirit. We all understand that the journey is not only a commitment to ourselves; it is a commitment for our family and a deepening of our sense of service for our human tribe. As a part of our pilgrimages we pay respect to the sacred sites that have sustained our spiritual growth for centuries. The journey to Wirikuta is for both genders, young and old, as we believe spiritual growth has no age or boundaries. Wirikuta is the most sacred site for the Wixarika people, a place in the high desert in Mexico where we hunt and gather our most sacred medicinal healing plant Hikuri, the peyote cactus. The opportunity for experiencing a spiritual awakening is an important part of our culture for everyone.
Throughout the years things have changed. What used to take one month to walk to the sacred site of Wirikuta now takes a couple of days using modern vehicles to get there. What has not changed are our rituals, chants, and prayers. They continue to be the candle light that has not gone out despite the strong winds blowing from all angles, and that light keeps us focused and connected to our ancient ceremonies.
I am blessed to have had the journey to Wirikuta with my grandfather, mother, many mentors, and of course my father. The many nights and days that it took us to get us there was a lesson that I will treasure for the rest of my life, and without question the ceremonies with my family bonded me closer to my sacred human design.
I remember my first journey to Wirikuta when I did not make it all the way, when blisters on my feet, infections, hunger and fatigue played a big role in my not being able to push beyond my limits. When I brought this to the attention of my superiors I was afraid of disappointing the group, but not one person made me feel separate or outcast from the rest of the participants. Contrary to that I was acknowledged for having made it as far as I did, and was never made to feel ashamed or defined as a loser.
I am stubborn, which brings its own duality…well it came in handy after this pilgrimage as I was determined to prepare myself for the next 8 months balancing my mind, body and spirit. When the time came to travel again to Wirikuta I was more than ready, or at least I thought I was. It was our third week of walking, and on this particular day it had been raining all day and into the night. Being in the month of November it was common to have rain and to be cold. The four leaders decided it was time to camp alongside a small creek for the night, so in the early morning we could all submerge our bodies in the icy cold spring water before leaving the site. We built a fire and people were assigned to hold special thoughts and take turns watching the fire all night. After our camp was set up the leaders sat around the fire and it was time to tell stories about the people who had traveled this trail and done this journey before us. I looked forward to listening to them speak and had picked my spot around the fire and was ready to soak in every word. Then I was told to get up to receive my assignment for the night. Feeling disappointed I got up because I wanted to hear the stories but I was also eager for my new assignment. I was to stay near the creek all night to listen and learn the whispers and melodies of the spring creek water. The night was windy combined with a cold rain and I was freezing to my bones. I managed to stay awake all night and watching the nice warm fire from a distance taught me to appreciate nature more than ever. When the early morning arrived I was feeling the symptoms of a flu coming over me and I got in line with everyone else as they prepared to go into the water. Taking some of their clothing and bags off to prepare, people stepped into the stream and then emerged greatly energized from the shock of the cold water. When my turn came to go into the spring it felt like some force lifted me up, throwing my entire body with all my clothing still on into the freezing water. I struggled in the water and had to get help to get out onto the ground, feeling ashamed that I was having such a hard time. Right at that moment I started to feel sick and vomited out the small amount of food I had in my stomach. I could also sense that my body was going numb as I was shivering intensely. I tried to get up, lost my balance and fell down followed by a seizure. The group and the leaders rushed me to the fire that was put out hours ago and covered my body with the warm ashes from the sacred fire. From a distance I could hear whispers not from our group but rather from outside or from elsewhere. I was surprised and shocked to see this scene as if I was watching myself and everything that was happening from above and all around, at the same time being aware of being in the middle of it. I could move fast not with my body but as energy. After I recovered we spent another night at our camp and left the following morning to our destination.
I always carry with me the essences of the pilgrimages I have done, and however challenging the journey was and continues to be, I am always learning. With the support of my tribal Elders I continue to carry the legacy that my sister Jaichima started sharing with me many years ago. My intention for the spiritual pilgrimages that I offer at Wirikuta Springs is to open you to the possibility of new horizons, reinforce your connection with your deepest strengths and understanding of yourselves, and to offer ceremonies that can nourish, heal, and clarify your sacred human design. And FYI, our journeys here in Cornville do not include being thrown into icy streams…
Looking forward to our next ceremony
Love and Blessings
A note from Anaya:
We recently had a beautiful gathering with the people participating in Ron Young’s workshop at Mago Retreat in Sedona and we’re so grateful to have connected with them. Ron requested to bring the group to the Center so we welcomed over 80 people to do a ceremony here on the land around sunset. Afterwards we all squeezed onto the patio and enjoyed the full moon coming up, listened to Rutury share some stories about his culture, and expressed our heartfelt and deep thoughts and emotions with one another. It was a magical night and the land was happy to have so many feet walking on the ground! Beadwork and bags are making their way around the world and Rutury is on his way tomorrow to pass on the abundance of the group’s generosity to his community. The circle of blessings was felt by many people and will continue to be treasured for quite some time…Thanks to Ron Young for including Rutury and Indios Huichol in this very special pilgrimage.
The full moon rising on our ceremony with over 80 people at the Center; it was a very special evening! A huge thanks to Sarah for asking participants of the workshop to share this photo on our newsletter.
A note from Nahwi:
We wanted to share some of the photos that Anaya took at Wirikuta Springs…as you can see we have wonderful news! The pond is filling and the birds and deer are blessing it with their curiosity!
Thank you Kamu!
For those who do not know him, Kamu is my husband of 47 years. Thinking about keeping him…he is a hard worker, and I am rather fond of him.
We are almost halfway there! After a few years and an epic epic journey with many twists and turns the pond is FINALLY filling back up. We look forward to sharing the photo of it overflowing in the next newsletter!
We are so blessed!
Thank you again Anaya for the wonderful pictures.
WORKSHOP NOVEMBER 7th-11th
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Cornville, AZ 86325