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I hope this message finds you well as we arrive at the edge of the solar cycle this week (Summer and Winter Solstice, depending on where you live). I wanted to share a difficult to write re-introduction to me and my personal story about why Time Weavers is so important and why I believe it is vital for our planet.
I am a guide dedicated to decolonizing Time and liberating flow for our wild presence. With a rich heritage rooted in mixed Indigenous, settler, and Mesoamerican cultures, my work weaves together ancestral wisdom and revolutionary creativity. I focus on dismantling systems of brutal productivity, advocating for Indigenous rights, and exploring alternative ways to relate with Time and our place in the cosmos.
I strive to weave a tapestry of revolutionary creativity and agency, helping leaders, edgewalkers, and culturemakers cultivate their revolutionary body of work without burnout.
My journey is deeply influenced by my heritage, and the complex legacy of my grandparents, a biracial couple that wed in Nevada in the mid-1940s before it was legal in Califorinia. While they proudly celebrated Mesoamerican culture, my grandfather’s involvement in supporting puppet governments in Central and South America during the Contra War weighs heavily on me.
Growing up, I witnessed the struggles of Indigenous peoples fighting for sovereignty, immigrants and refugees escaping violence for a better life in the U.S., and the harmful impact of U.S. imperialism on these ancient and vibrant cultures.
I also met many embattled, wounded Nicaraguan and Costa Rican “freedom fighters” — as my grandfather called them — as they stayed at our house in the mid 80s before going off to be trained by the CIA and the School for the Americas (now known as Western Hemisphere Institute for Security Cooperation).
“In 1993, a released list of 60,000 graduates confirmed that “dictators, death squad operatives, and assassins” had been educated at the SOA.”
— paraphrase from Lesley Gill, author of The School of the Americas : military training and political violence in the Americas, cited in Wikipedia
My grandfather Jack, who for all appearances was a retired union plumber with the Sacramento Unified School District, was also a staunch and active John Bircher. A Scottish Oklahoma migrant farmer who moved to California and married into Latin culture, his excellent Spanish — a requirement from my bisabuela for my abuelita’s hand — led him to translate policy for the Chilean dictator Augusto Pinochet. In the late 80s, when Pinochet’s grandson’s life was threatened, he stayed with my grandparents.
Concerned I would grow up to be a communist, my grandfather sent me to Birch Camp three summers in a row. Birch Camp wasn’t like most camps; it was a place where young minds were indoctrinated into believing in neoliberalism. The camps were part of a broader effort by the John Birch Society during the Cold War era to combat perceived threats of communism, reflecting the intense ideological battles of the time.
I loved being near my abuelita Bea at camp, who cooked for a hundred kids. By the time I was 12, my last summer at camp, I was connecting the dots on what socialism and humanism were, and, just like in catechism, I asked too many questions. Thankfully, in both places of learning, I got the boot.
This conflict of ideals has fueled my passion for advocating for Indigenous rights and dismantling systems of oppression as I work to unravel the harm to those impacted by my grandfather. He’s been gone 30 years, and this past year has come forward requesting forgiveness, and to heal the harms of his past.
In addition to my cultural heritage, I am a multifaceted writer, publisher, and High-Flow coach with over two decades of experience supporting authors, literary agents, and creatives in realizing their visions. I blend ancestral wisdom with modern insights, helping revolutionary leaders and creators redefine their relationships with time, creativity, and the natural world, guiding them to unfold their unique vision and passions.
Beyond my professional achievements, I am a passionate advocate for decolonizing time and exploring alternative ways of living. Deeply influenced by my mixed-Indigenous heritage and experiences as a disabled, gender-fluid, neuro-emergent, queer, vision-impaired medicine carrier, I champion the rights of Indigenous peoples to land stewardship. My advocacy is informed by my tenure as a former vice-mayor and my dedication to mending kinship with Time and place.
Time is a thread, and our lives are a tapestry woven from countless moments. My journey with weaving began with my abuelita, who taught me the art of Mayan weaving through the intricate huipils she brought back from Guatemala, Costa Rica, and Mexico.
A huipil is a traditional garment that embodies the rich heritage and stories of Mayans’ connection to the land. During the genocide and revolution of the Maya in the 1980s, huipil patterns became a powerful means of communication.
These intricate designs were used to send covert messages, preserving cultural identity and resistance amidst the turmoil. My abuelita taught me how these symbols and patterns, woven into the fabric, carried hidden meanings and messages, allowing the Maya to communicate and unite in the face of oppression.
This tradition of wearing huipils was also famously embraced by Frida Kahlo, who made them her signature fashion. Frida celebrated her heritage through her vibrant style and was deeply connected with the stories and identities woven into these garments.
In the Mayan Cholq’ij calendar, 8 B’atz’ holds a special significance as it represents the beginning, marking the start of a new cycle. It symbolizes a thread of Time and Creativity, the foundation from which all creation flows.
This day, which comes every 260 days, is revered for its connection to the divine loom of life, where the threads of past, present, and future are intricately woven together, fostering new beginnings and the continuous unfolding of our creative journey. (The last 8 B’at’z was May 3rd. The next 8 B’atz’ is January 18th, 2025.)
Weaving is an act of being present in the moment. The warp and weft of the loom symbolize our connection to Time: the warp stretches from now into the future, while the weft interlaces the present and the past.
When I create something from nothing, I am fully present, embracing the creative force and wild presence, experiencing the ecstasy of Flow states.
In nature, we find the same intricate weaving. Trees, plants, and mycelial networks form a vast web of life. Plants provide fibers and dyes for the threads, and when we wear huipils, we carry the stories of the land in their patterns.
The act of weaving these stories of Time into cloth is a way of grounding ourselves in the present, connecting deeply with the Earth and our creativity.
Time Weavers was born from this understanding. Our June practices and prompts are designed to help you harness the powerful energy of the Summer Solstice, fuel your creativity, and deepen your connection with nature and ancestral wisdom.
In the relentless pace of dominator culture, handmade clothing and creative activities are vital bridges between the natural world and human stories that weave us into decolonial futures. They remind us to slow down, to be present, and to honor the threads that weave our lives together.
What is your loom or creative Flow activity?
How are you weaving your story into the fabric of Time?
Join us on this journey of Weaving Time together. Let’s weave a tapestry that celebrates our collective creativity and agency, empowering us to honor and reshape our diverse, interconnected world as we weave new worlds.
Stay wild, love fiercely. Your presence is golden.
With wild and rebellious love,
xo Ixchel
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I was raised and bore children on the traditional, unceded, and stolen lands of the Coast and Central Valley Miwok (colonized as Petaluma, CA) and Nisenan (colonized as Sacramento and Fair Oaks, CA), past, present, and future. I also write, work, and live in the highland forest of the traditional, unceded and stolen lands of the Totonac, Nahua, and Mexicah, past, present, and future, in what is known as Coatepec, Veracruz, Mexico.
P.P.S. I do not live or consent to the colonial impositions regarding the construct of Time. I also practice honoring rhythms of work, play, and rest so that I can serve you with embodied presence and with loving care. This means I may take several days to respond to your requests and questions. (h/t Eva Glamaris)
P.P.S. A mention is not necessarily an endorsement of someone. It’s an acknowledgment, a citation, of the origin of information in my process of understanding. (h/t Kelly Diels)
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