and dreams are to reality what clouds and moisture are to rain, rivers
and oceans. This vision started beyond time, perhaps it was always there,
it has been blooming in this one lifetime, my life. My life and the place
where Tijax is established came together through what seems a series of
coincidences, some luck, chance, being in the right place at the right
time, the right friends and of course the Vision always there.
Since I was a child I loved trees and forests.
In the forests I visited there was a smell so special, the coolness, the
lights and sounds. These stirred in me awe and a certainty in a magic
beyond the city life I knew in my daily routine...The fantasy of a child
fanned by readings of fables and stories of knights and lost mines in
distant exotic lands laid a foundation upon which ideas and concepts later
It was possible to live life in ways totally
different from the standard western bourgeois concept of urban life. It
was possible to live from and with nature and it’s creatures in
a harmonious balance and there had to be more to life than just growing
up, studying, forming a family, working and being productive followed
by a slow decline into a gracious (hopefully) retirement and then death.
Everything around me tried to sell me the
idea that having more was good. More clothes, a late model car, the white
picket fence house, “The Career” and “The Job”
the “Pretty wife”, nice kids, Christmas and all the toys.
In reality people that apparently had it all were not exactly happy nor
A vague plan evolved... I would buy some
land and build a self sustaining farm with as much self sufficiency
as possible. Friends would come and go and those who lived there would
help support this refuge, a sanctuary for both humans and other creatures.
We would have solar panels, organic crops, wind and hydro power, we
would sell some of our product but have a high degree of self sufficiency,
and we would dance and meditate and live happily under the sun and the
moon and the stars. We would of course Love each other and have highly
developed spiritual lives...
Unfortunately for me I was only twenty
at the time and nobody bought my rather vague idea for a perfect world.
The good news is: I stuck to it. Another
twenty years went by and as if in a dream where things don’t quite
happen like you want them to but then they do anyways, things started
coming together again. This time I had the money, the land appeared
and from there it has evolved into the reality you will read about in
A warning: Tijax being by nature a “magical”
place will only show you what you want to see.
José Arguelles interprets the meaning
of Tijax (Etznab in Mayan) from “The Mayan Factor” a book
about the Mayan Calendar as: “Hall of Mirrors, Ritual Pattern
of “No-Time”, Ritual Stroke, Ritual Knife, Sword of Wisdom
and Purification. North.” From conversations with Shamans I have
gathered that Tijax is the symbol for the chipped obsidian or chert
stone that was used in healing and bloodletting ceremonies and the sacrificial
knives hence the concept of “healing pain”, “suffering”,
“cutting through” as in searching for the truth and finally
“transparency” and “clarity”.
Fly on Little Wing, fly on through the
night ....... Jimmy