The Mayan Ruins of San Gervacio
Our first ever trip to an ancient ruins. How amazing is that? I have been fascinated with the mysticism of the Mayan culture for some time now, of course interested in the calendar and the 2012, but it’s always been deeper than that. I’ve read a lot about the culture and am especially interested in the preclassic era. This, however was my first trip to a ruins ever and I was very excited! I am generally sensitive with energies, can detect emotions of other people around me, so I was interested to find out if I could actually detect the emotional energy surrounding ruins of ancient cultures.
We arrived in our little blue beetle after getting lost for about an hour. I think we made two full revolutions round the island but we finally found the entrance to the ruins. It was a hot day, as all the days seemed to be in Cozumel. The Maya archeological site of San Gervasio has an unusually long history, beginning sometime around 100 BC and continuing as late as the 16th century. San Gervasio was a site dedicated to the Mayan goddess Ixchel (“She of the Rainbows”), deity of midwifery, fertility, medicine and weaving. For more information go here:
To enter the site, you had to drive down a very long driveway and as we progressed, I was getting more and more excited. Twice we stopped along the road before we actually entered the site because I couldn’t wait, had to see, experience the pieces of stone work lining the road, that I assumed were part of an ancient city. I was so anxious to be near them, and experience the ruins, these little pieces of stones were so fascinating to me. Miro was less enthusiastic to say the least and urged me to get a move on. Finally we arrived, paid our entrance fees and off exploring we-will-a-go! Much to my pleasure, we had the ruins virtually to ourselves. I’m thinking maybe the heat was keeping away other traveler, maybe the less adventurous souls?
I was totally bummed, my camera’s batteries were dead for this excursion, but I committed to preserving the images in my memory, but that makes it difficult to share here. As we first approached the main groupings of buildings I was so excited. It must have been the site of the shrine honoring the goddess. I stood in the presence of these ruins as long as Miro would let me and tried to pick up on any energy. Unfortunately I didn’t feel anything extraordinary, other than the hot sun on our faces and the mosquitoes pecking at my neck. Off to one side was a jungle path, so we decided to explore.
We were exploring the path, pretending we were archaeologists discovering an new ruins for the first time. ( I think Miro even added a dragon or two to our adventure) After some time, we came to a clearing with another small group of buildings in ruin. Only this time there were other tourists standing there, having a conversation. They were a group of three Americans, one man and two women, who in my humble opinion weren’t exactly prepared to be exploring an archeological site. Without being too judgmental, I noticed both of the women were wearing not quite the optimal jungle footwear, clingy low cut dresses and one had leopard leggings on. Quite an ensemble regardless of our location. For a split second I imagined my next jungle trek in leopard leggings and 3 inch pumps, but I soon pushed this absurd vision out of my head…… well maybe with the right hat?
Miro and I had a quick conversation with them, found out they were from New Orleans and that they had just disembarked from the cruise ship and had a few hours to explore. They communicated to us that this wasn’t really their thing, wondered why they were here and were anxious to get back to the ship. And with that, they were off.
Guess Mayan archeological sites aren’t for everyone…