IN THE FORGOTTEN SEAT
as a living bridge
bringing forward the gifts, talents, & abilities needed
My name is Samantha Marie Santos Nacman,
and I sit in the seat that was forgotten.
Before incarnating, I made agreements to return my lineage to the art of ceremony.
In my remembering, I was invited through the veil of the middle world, here on Earth, where I found myself at the edge of a crop circle.
Guided toward the opposite side of the circle, I was invited to sit on a golden throne shaped like the woven peacock chairs crafted by my ancestors - a symbol of power, weath, & self-determination. It was cold because no one sat there for a thousand years.
Abundant offerings of spice, rice, herbs, gold pieces, and oil were prepared in gigantic clay pots, ready to be offered to the gods of people who felt like siblings to me. All of us were dressed in our most beautiful regalia.
I sensed they had been waiting for me.
And once I sat in this seat, the ceremony could begin.
reclaiming the ancestral Earthen spirituality lost to time
γ°οΈ
reclaiming the ancestral Earthen spirituality lost to time γ°οΈ
βShe is so talented. It was one of my top experiences in my forty plus years.β
βSo much has unfolded since our talk. So much understanding and clarity thank you...I will reach out again soon. Thank you Sam.β
β...that was so special and not at all what I expected. I feel an invitation to find and celebrate myself again, just in time for the full moon!β
