Dear Open and Openhanders,

my deepest gratitude for the divinicus retreat, which passed so quickly and gave me the unbelievable opportunity to leap forwards in my inner journey. Thank you Open for holding us during the whole retreat and thank you Tilly for your great support. Thank you to all wonderful participants, there was so much we were able to show one another about ourselves. What a joy!

The encounter with the mayan energies left me deeply touched and i realized the magnitude of what must have happened to their civilization a long time ago.

The day before yesterday, Jye and I visited the Mayan ruins in Palenque, which was one of the main centers for the ancient mayan civilization. I came here with the intention of redeeming more earthbound Mayan souls. This Intention didn't feel like coming from my ego, so I was intrigued. There were many signs for me personally and also we took some time to establish and anchor a Torus over one of the main buildings.

A day later, I get a strange feeling in the back of my throat during my morning exercise. As if the neck had been cut or so. It looks like I have been here before in another life. People were so unfriendly towards me during the visit, it all pointed to that. Tonight "stones" flew on the roof of our dwelling and a bird shit landed in my face.

Back at that time I made myself unpopular - criticised the regime and its methods. I was an old spiritual man and I wanted to enlighten that their ways were misleading and based on power-grabbing. This way, the local population would not see the long awaited ascension of their consciousness. No one wanted to hear that and I was made an example of for all critically thinking people. For my opposition, my head was cut off, impaled on a spear and put on public display. I knew my death was going to happen and did not go into this unprepared. It was so utterly important to me so it was my last resort and i accepted the consequences of my doing. This aversion towards me was clearly noticeable during the site visit and I thank for all the signs that were given to me to recognise what happened here in the past. I forgive them and myself and let go.

Now during the night there is a thunderstorm coming in which brings the soothing rain I was already expecting. During the divinicus retreat it happened in the same way - thunder and rain and then a soothing atmosphere.

All the tightness of past and present mayan people was back again in the form of an immense contraction in the chest area. It felt like anger and frustration towards what happened in the past (the complication of their ascension) but also what humanity has become now. On the other side there was this feeling of being endlessly stuck in this 3D situation and not being able to find a way home, so to speak. This is accompanied by uncertainty and helplessness as of how to proceed from this seemingly endless halt.

The center of the thunderstorm remained steadily above us for about an hour and the portal felt more active than before, so while working through the energy, its Torus-like movement which was now expanding more and more, was able to take in all the energy that wanted to be transmuted and realigned. Many earthbound souls were able to find a way out of their long lasting suspension.

There was a song coming up in my mind that I felt to share during the process with the mayan energies, which is simple in its message. There is something about it that facilitated the process in a way that takes the uncertainty and makes it more like a shimmer of hope on the dawning horizon. We repeated it many times until the thunderstorm moved on and the rain stopped. I felt to write these lines at the end of the experience in the middle of the night. Now there is a clarity and freshness in the air, like a renewal on many levels, and frogs and crickets sound very much alive ... Beautiful.

Much love,

Thomas