come walk between worlds…
where the jungle hums with unseen power,
where hardship carries the scent of copal smoke,
where a single act of kindness can light a village,
and miracles slip quietly through open doors.
keep the ancient flame alive
Among the jungle paths and sacred cenotes, the Maya people carry stories as old as the stars. Your gift becomes part of their story—bringing food to the table, strength to the community, and light to the path ahead.
This book is an invitation to walk the spiral path of the goddess through gentle teachings, living cultural respect, prayer, ritual, meditation, and embodied practice.
In the villages of the Yucatán, myth drifts on the wind and pools in sacred places. Here, we walk between worlds, weaving ourselves into the living magic of Maya tradition.
Last night we used a pendulum to talk to my alux. A small group of us gathered in my home to do the monthly feeding and afterward, we asked the alux (I call him aluxito) some questions about where he came from, how he decided to come to my house and how he feels today. It's a bit like talking to your puppy. So, I used my pendulum, and Sue used her divining rods (dowsing rods) and we didn't look at each other, but we got the same answers to the questions.... until Aluxito deci
We don’t do sound baths or yoga. We have a lovely friend who some might call a shaman, but he calls himself a yerbatero. He doesn’t wear feathers, and I have never seen him blow a conch shell. In fact, he usually wears his only white shirt, a pair of old slacks and a very cheap pair of flipflops. . . .
For I do believe it is the magic that becomes the medicine. But it is not an easy magic nor one that can be quantified or explained. Rather it is experienced, in all its raw
If the Maya calendar calls to your spirit, I invite you to explore its heart. Learn about the Sacred Tzolkin, discover the energies that shape each day, and peer into the ancient wisdom that still breathes through the land today. Come walk between worlds.
you stepped into the heart of the Maya world,
where shamanic magic flows like water,
your presence lifted a family’s life,
and the beauty, the poverty, the spirit
wove themselves into your soul—
healing you in ways you never imagined.
✨ let the magic be your medicine. ✨