We went down to the dreamer center after having pancakes for breakfast. Talk about amazed. You are walking down the street and it’s a nicer Guatemalan neighborhood, but it’s still a third world, you turn the corner to walk into the God’s Child Dreamer Center and it opens up to this gorgeous garden. It’s like walking into another place. Come to find out, the place used to be a landfill.
We(meaning Nic and Stacy) set up the radio station. Our studio was amazing, it was mostly glass windows with a fountain right outside. The fountain we found out created white noise because of the intensity of some of the conversation and the closeness to the major road, there needs to be a sound buffer.
We did some interviews immediately including Patrick Atkinson, the CEO, he was down to host us as well as another camera crew that was highlighting God’s Child. While Nic and Stacy where interviewing him, Carlos a boy that had been human trafficked came to check on Patrick. He and I became friends and he taught me, through Spanish, how to count in Mayan. It was amazing that this was one thing he could give me. This event was only the start to show me the depths of how people give anything they can.
In the afternoon, we went out to the Mayan Ruins. It was completely surreal to be in a place with so much history. These people were so before their time with construction and astrology, it is amazing. We were so high that the clouds were hitting our face which didn’t freak me out but when I was walking to the sacrificial idol, and these feelings became so intense it amazed me. The weird part was that it was not a bad, upsetting feeling, it was so peaceful and serene. I could have spent all day there in reflection or thought…whatever you want to call it.
We did so see the new addition alter, which was constructed about 600 years ago. When we walked up to it, the fire was still burning. I’m not sure what was burning but the smoke rising from the center circle was amazing. Miguel, our translator, came with and explained a few things. However after he imitated the sacrificial action and dance a Mayan groundskeeper came. We saw this as an opportunity to ask about the 2012 question and in the midst of this we found out that we were too far. We were on sacred Mayan ground and this was only for Mayans and those that Mayans invite….and we were not invited! Oops.
The amazing part was that this was not a tourist trap. This was such an amazing part of history but there were maybe 10 people, including us there to take it in. There wasn’t shot glasses to buy or t-shirts made in china…it was so pure.
That night, we went down to the local tienda with our in-house nun. She took us for yucca chips and rooster beer(Gallo). It was fun to feel local while we drank beer and watched the local football game.
We did some interviews immediately including Patrick Atkinson, the CEO, he was down to host us as well as another camera crew that was highlighting God’s Child. While Nic and Stacy where interviewing him, Carlos a boy that had been human trafficked came to check on Patrick. He and I became friends and he taught me, through Spanish, how to count in Mayan. It was amazing that this was one thing he could give me. This event was only the start to show me the depths of how people give anything they can.
In the afternoon, we went out to the Mayan Ruins. It was completely surreal to be in a place with so much history. These people were so before their time with construction and astrology, it is amazing. We were so high that the clouds were hitting our face which didn’t freak me out but when I was walking to the sacrificial idol, and these feelings became so intense it amazed me. The weird part was that it was not a bad, upsetting feeling, it was so peaceful and serene. I could have spent all day there in reflection or thought…whatever you want to call it.
We did so see the new addition alter, which was constructed about 600 years ago. When we walked up to it, the fire was still burning. I’m not sure what was burning but the smoke rising from the center circle was amazing. Miguel, our translator, came with and explained a few things. However after he imitated the sacrificial action and dance a Mayan groundskeeper came. We saw this as an opportunity to ask about the 2012 question and in the midst of this we found out that we were too far. We were on sacred Mayan ground and this was only for Mayans and those that Mayans invite….and we were not invited! Oops.
The amazing part was that this was not a tourist trap. This was such an amazing part of history but there were maybe 10 people, including us there to take it in. There wasn’t shot glasses to buy or t-shirts made in china…it was so pure.
That night, we went down to the local tienda with our in-house nun. She took us for yucca chips and rooster beer(Gallo). It was fun to feel local while we drank beer and watched the local football game.
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