Time is Sacred

 

    “Time is sacred, Señito. It's like a good weaver. It has a thread that tangles and untangles, but within time, that thread does not end; it always begins again.” On Time and the Golden Thread. Maya Elder—Notes MOB

 

One of the mysteries of the Maya is the story of the Lords of Time. How could they predict our modern day communications, or the exact date a hurricane was going to hit the region? These are just a couple of examples of this intriguing civilization.

 

Recently a Maya newscast reminded us of an ancient Maya prediction; the telephone.

    “It was the dawn of a peaceful and sunny day when again, the wise words of the ancestors will be fulfilled; “There will come a day when a man will speak to you and you won’t be able to see him because he will be far away…”

 

Years ago, in a small Maya radio station near Peto, in the Yucatán, the Maya Day-Counter announced the exact date that Hurakān, one of the Maya deities of storms, would arrive. We took notes of the date that the Chamān predicted the arrival of the hurricane because the ‘butterflies were leaving the area…’ A couple of weeks later, a well-dressed meteorologist announced on American television that a storm was brewing, but that it was too far away to give a date or say if a hurricane was going to form. A week later, after the official announcement from the Weather Channel, we had the hurricane, exactly the day the Maya Chamān had predicted.

 

There is no logical explanation when we read that the Chilām (seer) predicted the exact date when a ‘new religion’ would come from the sea; the Spanish conquest. Or that Moctezuma wrote the exact day that the Spaniards would arrive;

    “It was the Ce Ācatl year; the year that Quetzalcóhuātl (the feathered serpent/flying serpent) promised to return, instead the white men arrived.”