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22 September 2025 - Monday “Ruk'u'x Chuqaa' Chpaam Kimoon K'uxlaal” The Heart and Courage of Life’s Weaving

Conrad Satala
22 September 2025 - Monday “Ruk'u'x Chuqaa' Chpaam Kimoon K'uxlaal” The Heart and Courage of Life’s Weaving

22 September 2025 - Monday

“Ruk'u'x Chuqaa' Chpaam Kimoon K'uxlaal”

The Heart and Courage of Life’s Weaving

“I Carry the Mountain in My Breath”

A Ceremonial Introduction to Living Within Two Lands

from the Earth Remembers Series

Blessing in the Tz’utujiil Maya Way

The First Weaving of Light — Receiving Kimoon K’uxlaal

Place your hand over your heart.

Breathe gently through your nose.

Whisper:

“Heart Within me,

I am ready to receive

the cellular light of the land.

Let the volcanoes, the lake, the trees,

the cornfields, the moonflower, the cloud forest, the mountains

weave their light into my chest, my bones, my spirit.

This is Kimoon K’uxlaal —

the many becoming One Heart.”

Rest in silence.

Know that the landscapes are already within you,

their light weaving softly through your cells.

Blessing in a Western Perspective

The First Weaving of Light — Receiving the Inner Cellular Light

Place your hand on your heart.

Feel the warmth of your own presence.

Breathe gently through your nose.

Whisper:

“I open to receive

the light within my body.

I allow the breath to soften my pain.

I let light flow through my spine, my neck, my shoulders.

This light is not outside me,

but already alive in my cells,

ready to guide me into new movement,

new possibilities,

new wholeness.”

Rest for a moment.

Trust that the light has already begun its work within you.

Together, these two blessings form a bridge: one rooted in the Tz’utujiil ceremonial landscapes, the other in Western somatic language. Both will guide you from image breath heart cellular light resting in renewal.

22 September 2025 - Monday

“Ruk'u'x Chuqaa' Chpaam Kimoon K'uxlaal”

The Heart and Courage of Life’s Weaving

This blessing reflects a more fully flow within a Tz’utujiil Maya ceremonial voice. This difference is not just in content alone, but in rhythm, imagery, and relational movement. Instead of enumerating or explaining, this blessings circles back upon itself, weaving images in a way that emphasizes belonging, reciprocity, and the living presence of the Great Grandmother.

Opening Blessing in a Tz’utujiil Maya Ceremonial Voice

I breathe into the loom of my heart,

where the threads of night and dawn

are tied together in light.

The fire-seed glows inside each cell,

not mine alone, but born of the ancestors,

born of the Great Grandmother’s lap,

where even the trembling of fear

rests like a child returned home.

What rises against me, what feels like chaos,

is already thread, already weaving.

What wounds me, what shakes me,

already carries the light of belonging.

Kimoon K’uxlaal remembers me.

The One Heart holds me.

The breath carries me inward,

where courage is not noise,

but the quiet warmth of the loom itself.

I draw my struggle into the fire of the heart,

I release it as light into the weaving.

In this way my body becomes thread,

my mind becomes thread,

my spirit becomes thread,

all moving together in the fabric of Earth.

The senses open not as pieces,

but as one living river:

the eyes see light,

the ears hear listening,

the skin feels warmth,

the tongue receives sweetness,

the whole body remembers balance.

Every sense is one thread,

and every thread is one heart.

Here the unknown opens,

here the possibilities breathe.

I move, I speak, I act

from this weaving of courage.

Not from fear.

Not from forgetting.

But from the heart within the One Heart,

where I live,

where I love,

where I am.

Key Differences in Flow Between Both Blessings

• Circular imagery: Threads, breath, loom, and light return repeatedly instead of linear explanation.

• Relational emphasis: Chaos, fear, and pain are spoken of as “already belonging” rather than obstacles to be managed.

• Non-listing of senses: The nine senses are gathered into a river, flowing together, instead of a numbered breakdown.

• Ceremonial rhythm: Repetition (“already thread, already weaving”; “my body becomes thread, my mind becomes thread”) replaces structured explanation.

This is a woven blessing that carries the circular Tz’utujiil ceremonial voice while also keeping just enough Western clarity for accessibility — especially around the nine senses. This Blessings moves in a rhythm that both worlds can hear and feel themselves reflected within.

Opening Blessing — Woven in Two Voices

“Ruk'u'x Chuqaa' Chpaam Kimoon K'uxlaal”

The Heart and Courage of Life’s Weaving

Within the Weaving of One Heart

I breathe into the loom of my heart.

Here the fire-seed glows inside each cell,

born of ancestors,

born of the Great Grandmother’s lap of light.

Fear rises, chaos trembles,

yet even these are threads.

They belong already to the weaving.

Every shadow, every pain

is taken into the cloth of One Heart.

Kimoon K’uxlaal remembers me.

The loom of life holds me.

Breath carries me inward,

where courage is not a battle,

but the quiet warmth of belonging.

With each inhale, I draw in my struggle.

With each exhale, I return it as light,

woven through body, mind, and spirit

back into the One Heart of Earth.

The senses awaken like a river of threads —

each distinct, yet flowing together:

• Sight — I see the radiance within all forms.

• Hearing — I hear the word that listens back.

• Smell — I breathe the fragrance of living Earth.

• Taste — I receive the sweetness of this moment.

• Touch — I feel the warmth of light in my skin.

• Thermoception — I sense the fire and coolness of the Great Grandmother’s breath.

• Nociception — I welcome even pain as a messenger-thread in the weaving.

• Proprioception — I stand as a staff of light, upright in the loom.

• Balance — I walk steady upon the golden road of One Heart.

All senses are one weaving.

All threads are one fabric.

All life belongs here.

From this loom, the unknown opens.

From this fire, new possibilities breathe.

Here, I move.

Here, I speak.

Here, I act.

Not from fear.

Not from forgetting.

But from the courage and kindness

of the Heart within the One Heart.

This Blessings keeps the circular imagery (loom, threads, belonging, Great Grandmother’s lap) while also naming the nine senses clearly so a Western perspective can emerge. The two reflections are braided into one blessing, much like the illustration: the weaver and the tapestry woven together.

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