THE TRECENA OF SEED/KAN: THE TRUTH WITHIN
MAYAN CALENDAR DAYKEEPER’S JOURNAL

3 Transformer / CIMI
Greetings Kin,
Our first step into the “living dream” for our Life begins on Tone 3. We realized a Divine Reason to go on for whatever the ends of Love may be, knowing it can only carry us to Higher Ground.
Transformer/CIMI is the lord of the day we face the Truth of Life and Death. CIMI (kee mee) lies in the North, the place of Wisdom and the Element of Air that relates to the faculties of our thoughts and mind. The Sacred Breath can draw the Truth that brings order through the chaos.
The “face of death” is the sign of Major Life Change, transitions of the magnitude of Real Life and Death. We have to face Human death before we ever know the Highest Reason for Living. We are raised up to make a Wise Choice, one that acknowledges the value of Time to Know the Highest Meaning of the Truth.
Turning our eyes within to see the Divinity of our own Design, we’ll claim the highest dream for our Life. After we manifest the most “impossible” dream, we’ll know that all the rest are matters of Time.
If we don’t know whether to laugh or to cry it means we’re Living. Through the eyes of a Seed we can see all our own divine ways of Being – dancing, singing, crying, laughing, washing, cooking, sleeping, creating – trying, to Love our Self the way we are. Someone who guides us sees us playing the game of Life, moving pieces around on an invisible field of dreams. (Every kid holds the dream they could beat Dad at his own game someday.)
Transformer/CIMI is the midwife that guides others through the major transitions of life and death. CIMI’s destiny is to be the delivery nurse and hospice caretaker that never leaves our side. CIMI holds the gift of Clairvoyance to see our future. In the chaos of birthing a new life, CIMI remembers the Divine End for us when we forget to see it. We CAN see the future. We just forget to look and know what we are feeling about it IS the Truth our heart WANTS to Remember. CIMI is the “lord of the day” who extends a Soft hand through the Wind. It means more than life or death to feel the breeze touch our hair from a Divine Masculine Power and as a Truth of Authority.
We can compare our Human Seed to the corn to know how different, yet the same we are. The Seed/KAN Knows without a doubt what the end will be given the right conditions. The chaos of the Human’s Seed is a choice of anything we reach to grab from our imagination. We should always take a few deep Conscious Breaths, before we choose to do anything. One Divine thought is powerful enough to lead us to do the Wise thing – the matter of our own Soul’s survival.
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