MAYAN WORLD. MEXICO

The Sak Bej Path,
An journey of sensitization and awarennes with the deer in the maya jungle

After approximately 15 years I return to nature, medicine, culture and learning trips in the Mayan world; this time entering, walking and living the sak bej.

Although sak bej literally means white path used to connect various places: pyramids, cenotes, temples, etc., it has another sacred symbolic meaning at the same time. A ceremonial path that connects subtle worlds.

The Mayan world is a jungle of times, dimensions, cultures, ceremonies, legends; labyrinths of: underground rivers, caves, cenotes, lagoons. Knowledge and interpretations that come and go, etc. Discovering it, walking it and living it is quite a challenge. Especially today when human fauna has become a predatory plague of dollars under any pretext; and unfortunately very far from sustainability.

We propose a journey of deep awareness with nature, navigating and exploring its eternal world of learning, but also being able to bring this energetic experience to our own daily environment, and continue exploring the sakbejo'ob (plural) of and in our own local and regional nature, both interior and exterior, another infinite world to discover.

The program contemplates a 7-day base, four of which are proposed, as we do in other places (Switzerland, Sicily, France, England), with daytime medicine. Above all walking in the natural reserves of Punta Laguna Spider monkey reserve and Sian Ka'an among others.

http://puntalagunamexico.blogspot.com/
https://puntalagunamx.com/visite
https://whc.unesco.org/es/list/410
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sian_Ka%CA%BCan_Biosphere_Reserve

After this week, each person continues his or her program as he or she wishes and for as long as he or she can, whether it be staying on the beach, in the jungle, or traveling to other villages. Or else returning home.

Testimonies:

Miranda, England

After the desert and the mountain, we jumped on a plane to head to the Caribbean. We went by car to the jungle in Coba. Raul had booked an amazing hotel, with the Sac Beij running directly by it. The hotel was really luxurious with a fab comfy bed, hot hot water,fridges, hammocks on the balcony with sun beds and a jacuzzi on the balcony too, we had a great evening connecting in that and chatted for hours in our own funny languages, Spanish, French English. Many many chips were eaten during our time there, and we palpably felt the presence of the thousands on ancient Mayans who had walked this track, both physically and spiritually. We felt glad that we had asked permission to be there. A fantastic old man cleaned us and asked the jungle and ancestors of that place….. for permission to be there.

A simple ‘walk in the jungle became a litany of adventures. The flora and fauna copious and generous with us. Monkeys casually ate their lunch with us and gave an acrobatic display finishing with showing us their bottoms.

Ants moved their foliage in army’s, taking it and making huge labyrinthine mounds Where the leaves rotted to make the fertiliser for mushrooms to grow on… their staple diet. Contemplation of community and the power of the collective was inevitable.

We came to a break in our walk, guided by Armando, whose family, historically, were custodians of this land. He explained the trees, monkeys, fungi, insects, ancestors, their Cenote, our route. He was fab. The perfect symbiosis of nature illustrated by one particular tree, whose bark was super toxic in its black patches…..but Always growing in tandem with a red baked tree which was its antidote.

We reached a high point in our track and wondered how to cross the lagoon. Ha! A Zipwire! It was alit of fun…and everyone managed it!
We crossed the rest of the lake in canoes. A beautiful sound as paddles swooshed through water.
On the other side, a small pier had been built… it was a swimming place …where the crocodiles didn’t hang out. We swam…some of us naked, liberated by the vastness of nature, from our hang ups about physicality. Well mine anyway.
We dabbled on the steps of the pier…and the fish came to give us a ‘cuerpocure’ like a pedicure but of the whole body.
Refreshed, and filled with wonder and chips, we realised how hungry we were.
Raul had met a family who were cooking us a traditional Mayan dinner. Possibly one of the most delicious meals I’ve eaten in my life!

Sophie, France

Hi everyone! So here is my feedback about the trip... or at least what I can think of right now, as it keeps unfolding and revealing new aspects through the days (and the nights).

There are several ways to evaluate a trip, one (what most people do I guess) is to tell how much I enjoyed it. Well, I did enjoy greatly every bit of it: the company of the people from our small group, the kindness of the locals, the food (among the most delicious I have tasted in my life), the beauty of nature, the pleasure of discovering a new world...

But here I would rather mention how much it touched and moved me deeply, in a way that I don't understand myself. I keep dreaming about some places we visited. Even the part in Holbox, which at first sight was less my cup of tea because of all the tourists, keeps coming back again and again in my thoughts and dreams.

I have read the website's description of the trip AFTER I came back from it: it's funny how accurate it feels. The "jungle of times, dimensions, cultures, ceremonies and legends" sounds very familiar now! 

So yes, this Mayan journey matched my definition of traveling : when you go back home a different person to the one who left. I feel very privileged to have been part of this 1st edition!