One can see that cracks are forming everywhere in the asphalt of civilization. The people that rebel are smashing the program of zombie consumption, which is designed to boost production. They smash it and they begin to doubt. The doubt attracts questions, and the questions initiate a search. The sleep has been interrupted. The lifeless bodies begin to realize that life is something else. They realize that consumption is not the reason that we came to planet Earth. They realize that our brain, as powerful as it is mysterious, cannot be reduced to a routine life, in which our life goes by without our even noticing it.
To reconstruct the sequence of events of a worldview in which life lost its value would be endless. To outline other possibilities for life is more interesting. This can be done on the foundation of the unfolding of our inner potential. Long ago, our indigenous ancestors were marginalized, discriminated against, alienated of rights, and enslaved. Their cultural roots were destroyed, their souls died, and their bodies were condemned to live without hope. Forced to live a life without identity and apart from nature, our grandparents left. However, they left their footprints, which silently tell what life was like when life was the most important thing. That is the indigenous worldview that we want to talk about now.
One day, the sky darkened for us. But nightfall always brings a new dawn. That day has arrived. Today we leave the silence and grasp our identity. We are Indians standing up for peace. We want to keep living on Mother Earth. So we approach the white man and tell him, “It is urgent that you learn to live, learn to walk with reverence, and learn to let love rule your life.”
Perhaps it is time to break the glass of prejudice, the filter that changes our appearance. Perhaps this is the moment to reduce the distance, to open the eyes of the heart, and to discover the possibility of other valid and interesting ways of living.
The sky of the future becomes dark when we limit ourselves to only one way of thinking and living. For us, life is an appointment with the sacred, multidimensional work of art where all is one and everything is alive. We feel, we are aware; thus, we know that something more exists besides what we can see with our eyes and that, looking only outside ourselves, we risk losing sight of the inner potential that all of us have, and we risk losing access to an inner technology that is as powerful as it is neglected.
The certainty that all is one and that everything is alive does not come from conceptual analysis or from rational efforts. Reason is a valid and powerful instrument, but it is not our only tool. An exclusively rational view makes a very narrow beam of light for, in truth, reality is not reduced to black and white, nor is life merely a passageway to death. We suspect that death does not exist, that the energy of the soul, or the energy of the subtle body, is a branch of the universe and that it is what we essentially are. Therefore, we don’t need to crowd together in only this dimension, nor ruin our eyes on what seems to be ordinary reality. If everyone were blind, blindness would not then become normal, nor could we condemn the one-eyed.
A reality of magic awaits us. That was the science of our grandparents. We know that the stones are also alive, but that they inhabit another time. We know that the trees sing, and that they speak to those who have reconstructed their sensitivity and are freed from the dictatorship of an exclusive rationality. We also know that the animals are part of our evolutionary history, that they can even protect us, and that we only need to purify our energy to understand that we are from one tribe where everything is alive, connected, and evolving.
From our worldview, characterized by innocence and reverence, we summon the other children of Mother Earth to celebrate the unity in diversity. Only then can we say that the dawn of hope has arrived.
Translated from Spanish by Alan Steinle