Make a Wish

 Early this morning as I slept in the New Year, the moon hit my natal moon degree. I awoke a couple hours later feeling great. Maybe because that moon was hot off an opposition to mars and newly separating, (but also because I intended this the night before) I immediately got to work on one of my new years resolutions: cultivating a daily movement habit. I could not believe how stiff and old my body felt, and how grateful I was to be doing these little sun salutations and pushups.

I remember reading somewhere that Kung Fu was developed to warm up the body for Qi Gong, which is to warm up the energy body for meditation. That’s the basic idea for the habit I want to develop—a total, but concise, hygiene routine that addresses whole physical, spiritual, and mental health. The idea is a little bit of some kind of stretching, or calisthenics, or cardio, or whatever it feels like my body is asking for. Followed by some breath and energy work to get the lightning moving in the blood.  And then some banishing, invocations, and offerings. And thats it. That can be 10 minutes. It can be an all day thing if I want it to. Ya know I mean Hygeia is the goddess of health, and health is about tending to it. Took me 36 years to figure out this basic fuckin shit.

So that’s what I did and I felt awesome. Probably the best (and earliest) New Years Morning I’ve ever had. I went to work feeling solid and stable. And as soon as I got to work it was a shit show all day. One thing after the other. But I was completely unfazed by it. I felt like the calm in the center of the storm.

Today is (was) 4 I’x/Ix. This day is said to be good for asking for what you want. How perfect, then, that this is New Years Day, the day we (as a family) get together and do our vision boards. What was kind of crazy is… well, I guess I have to back up a bit.

My Mayan Calendar teacher, Julian Katari, is fuckin awesome. He has a lot of beautiful projects in the works. One of the things he is putting on is a Toltec Fire Initiation Ceremony at Teotihuacan at the Spring Equinox. I really want to attend. I don’t know where the money is coming from but that’s another thing. I want to go to this thing.

So we’re doing our Vision Boards, right? Cutting out pictures, glueing them to poster board—you get the idea. And in the National Geographic Travel guide—its something like “100 places you need to go”—and number 64 (64!!!) is “Teotihuacan: Celebrate the Spring Equinox”

Are you FUCKING kidding me dude?

So why is 64 so huge? Well there are a lot of reasons 64 is a mystical number: 64 Hexagrams in the I Ching, 64 codons in Human DNA, (there’s more I’m blanking on I promise). One I just realized is—the 16 figures of Geomancy, put them in each of the 4 quadrants and you get 64, but I guess that’s just the same math for getting 64 Hexagrams 4x4x4.

But anyway. It’s a 4 day. 4 directions, 4 winds, 4 pillars of the world. 4 I’x, the elevation and sublimation of the stability of material reality, revealing the utter magic at the basis of it. Life, the Universe, and everything turning an attentive ear toward you.

Just a great day even if most of it was hectic, and at times boring and exhausting. Because it started with the basics: getting the body moving, lighting a candle for the ancestors, greeting the morning. 

And it ended with a wish.