An old prophecy says:
When the Condor of the South meets the Eagle of the North, the warriors of the rainbow will be born.
When the tears from these birds are merged, the warriors of light will
This prophecy started to manifest long ago, and several encounters have come to pass throughout the years. In
such gatherings, the memory of our ancestors and the ancestors of many
peoples who lived in harmony with Mother Earth, are remembered.
There is a culture that has been imposed upon us: a fictitious world of ‘happiness’ through consumerism; a
material world that has divided us as human beings. It has placed a
distance between individuals and their peoples. By consuming double of
what they recycle, consuming millennial woodlands and extracting from
the womb of the great mother all that they consider of material value to
be sold at the market, by poisoning the land so it can no longer
support life, they are destroying the harmony through which we live.
The feelings of solidarity and respect among men, women and children mean being part of the whole human
community, of respect towards Mother Earth. It is here where such
prophecy summons us all. Each one of us, in each ancestral culture,
finds the same keys that open the spirit to understand Life.
Native Spirit is part of a drop of water that together with others form the rain and the sea. It is a grain of
sand together with others that form the shores. Together, we reclaim our
harmonious heritage and the responsibility that goes with it.