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 I dream of an
    older woman. She is holding a ball of clay in her hands, pressing and molding it with her
    fingers. She reveals that working clay helps her prepare for creativity. 
    Preparing for creativity arouses thoughts of the
    Creator. The Creator's gift was not a one-time blessing of that initial molding called
    Genesis, but is an ongoing, abundant outflowing at this and every moment. My personal
    awareness is one window through which the Creator experiences the world. My own actions,
    although molded by this force, are a local agent of this creation. When I pause to
    acknowledge the presence and companionship of the Creator, I feel grateful. The Creator's
    blessing perfectly balances the burden of individual responsibility I carry in that
    relationship. A shared burden can be carried lightly, with joy. Praise creation! 
    
    This meditation upon creativity and companionship
    with the Creator is but one of the blossoms sprouting on my sacred tree as I contemplate
    the book, Mayan Cosmos: Three Thousand Years on the Shaman's Path (William Morrow). The
    authors, David Freidel and Linda Schele, are respected Mayan archaeologists at competing
    univesities in Texas. Their previously acclaimed book A Forest of Kings: The Untold Story
    of the Ancient Maya presented the many secrets of Mayan history that were revealed with
    the recent breakthroughs in deciphering the enigmatic glyphs. Mayan Cosmos continues the
    revelations, presenting the Mayan spiritual philosophy and lifestyle.  
    
    There are so many congruences between Mayan
    mythology and the Christian faith that these two spiritually inspired civilizations were
    destined to meet. The Mayan recognizes in the Christian cross, for example, the secret of
    death and rebirth. That cross is the Mayan world tree, uniting heaven and earth, and
    providing passage between them. The common image of Jesus' exposed heart simultaneously
    dripping with blood while blossoming in a bouquet of flowers mirrors the Mayan perception
    of the sacrifice mutually required and offered between God and humanity. 
    
    I dream that I have decaptitated myself. I am
    looking in the mirror, marveling at how I can see with no head.  
    
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