Gift of The Hopi

by Debra Mae White on November 4, 2012

To drive across the silent plains leading up to the Hopi Mesas is to experience a unique beauty embodied in nature’s desolate lands. One must cross a wide expanse of dramatic desert as if entering an open void on the earth before arriving in the land of the Hopi. The ride is almost a rite of passage that speaks “only those with immense courage, faith and clear intent can walk here.”

The Hopi survived the sweeping genocide of our forefathers and reside in a seldom spoken of Sovereign Nation within the borders of the United States. For nearly two thousand years, these chosen people have lived here continuously, preserving ancient wisdom dating back to the time of Christ.

My fascination with the Hopi began when I learned of their prophecies for the millennium. The popular tales of the Maya appear to match those of these Native American people who have honed the ability to live in harmony with nature and God.

There is a deep reverence for the resources of mother earth among the Hopi. My husband, Dennis and I visited three mesas that rise from the desert floor and serve as their home. When our guide took us to visit First Mesa, she spoke of growing up in the Hopi way, where water was transported by hand and losing even a precious drop was cause for concern. Great Spirit has given the Hopi a charge to maintain their customs and honor the mother of all mothers, Gaia, mother earth. In return, crops of corn thrive in this land that receives little rain and remains to this day without man made irrigation.

The settlements we saw are simple, mystical living examples that the source of all creation dwells simultaneously with cell phones and skyscrapers in our collective reality. A vision of man entering the fifth dimensional world has been etched there for eons in a standing stone called Prophecy Rock. The Hopi are a critical link between what was, what is and what will be.

When one watches the Hopi, one wonders, what gift is yet to come?

Savor the moment…

Debra Mae

{ 4 comments… read them below or add one }

laurie gourley November 6, 2012 at 12:59 pm

Sometimes the gift is in the story. Thank you


Debra Mae White November 6, 2012 at 2:17 pm

What a sweet comment! Love You for that!


Susan Strickland November 7, 2012 at 8:56 am

Wonderful, Debra.


Debra Mae November 7, 2012 at 9:16 am

Thanks Susan!


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