Portals to the Self: A Women’s Circle by the Sea

The night sky is bright with stars and the air is sweet with the smell of the sea. The procession of women makes its way across the land bridge to the temple. The sun rises to greet the Yucatan on the left and Mother Moon says her morning good-byes on the right.
We each make our own private dedications as we step through the portal into the actual temple.  As I close my eyes I can see the ancient Mayan women getting off their boats at what appears to be the ruins of a dock below.  I am drawn to what’s left of a lunar observatory or altar.  One of the women in our group dances at an outcropping, chanting, her beautiful scarves blowing in the wild sea breeze.

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