On January 8th, the Lion's Gate opened with a cosmic surge, rippling through the realms, releasing old burdens and clearing a path for new beginnings. The universe seemed to exhale, a fresh era taking root in the stars.
By day, Las Sirenas — sacred mermaids of the sea — danced through the ocean, their sleek bodies moving in perfect harmony with the rhythm of the deep. They played with dolphins and swam alongside the whales, guardians of the ocean's mysteries and protectors of its sacred waters. The sun warmed their scales, while the cool currents whispered ancient secrets only they could understand.
But when night fell, under the brilliance of the Full Wolf Moon, something magical happened. The mermaids emerged from the waves, their forms shifting effortlessly into wolves — wild, free, and fierce. Their fur, a luminous silver, gleamed under the moon's soft glow. Here they stood as guardians, protectors of the Life is Golden with Dolphins Retreat, a sacred space woven into the cosmos, yet to fully manifest in the world.
Earlier that day, Sol Father — the great RI TOHO — had sung his deep, resonant whale song, a final hymn confirming his transition through El Arco, the great cosmic gateway formed 30 million years ago. As his spirit passed through the archway, the world seemed to pause, holding its breath in reverence. His song rippled across the ocean, stirring something ancient in Las Sirenas' hearts. It was the Day of the Dolphin — a day of transformation, renewal, and healing.
As the Full Wolf Moon rose high in the sky, a rare celestial event unfolded. The red planet aligned perfectly with the moon, its fiery light dimming as it was swallowed by the moon's shadow, an ancient dance of cosmic death and rebirth. This moment, fleeting yet eternal, marked the peak of the Lion's Gate energies, filling Las Sirenas with a powerful connection to the unseen realms. The universe was holding space for transformation, and they, the sacred mermaids-turned-wolves, stood ready to embrace it.
The elder wolf gazed up at the sky, her voice soft yet full of knowing. "This is the HEA MOTU, the time of the Hare. A moment when the veil between worlds is at its thinnest. Transformation is strongest now. The Hare, the guide between realms, is with us, leading us through this sacred threshold."
The younger wolves, their eyes wide with wonder, gaze up at the moon. "Will the Hare help us protect the Life is Golden Retreat?" one asked, their voice filled with curiosity and excitement.
"Yes," the elder wolf replied, her voice rich with ancient wisdom. "But more than that, the Hare reminds us that everything is interconnected. Sol Father's passing was not an end, but a transition, part of the great cosmic dance. The Hare shows us that death is simply the beginning of a new chapter."
The younger wolves, their hearts light and full of joy, felt the pulse of energy stirring in the air. As the moonlight bathed the shore, the sound of the waves carried with it a song — one of transformation, renewal, and infinite possibility.
"Come, run with us!" one of the youngest wolves barked, tail wagging, as he bounded toward the water's edge. "The ocean is alive tonight! We are part of something so much bigger than ourselves!"
The elder wolf smiled gently as she watched them, feeling the same exhilaration. "Yes, we are part of something much grander. We are the guardians of the Life is Golden with Dolphins Retreat. The dolphins will guide those who seek healing and transformation, but we — Las Sirenas, the sea wolves, the mermaids — we are its protectors."
The youngest wolf howled in delight, his voice carrying on the wind. "We will guard it! We will keep it safe!"
The elder wolf nodded, her eyes gleaming with wisdom. "Yes, we protect it with our hearts, with our wild spirits. The Life is Golden Retreat is already alive in the heart of the cosmos. It is waiting to unfold, and we, Las Sirenas, will guard it with everything we are."
As the waves crashed gently on the shore, the pack stood united, their forms shimmering in the moonlight. The cosmic energies of the Hare, the universe's great forces of transformation, flowed through them. The world felt vast, full of infinite possibilities, and Las Sirenas were ready to protect the sacred space that would soon bloom — a space of healing, joy, and renewal.
The youngest wolf barked again, the sound of it echoing through the night. "We are ready! We are the guardians of the Life is Golden Retreat!"
The elder wolf's heart swelled with pride as she looked at the pack, their hearts and spirits alight with cosmic energy. "Yes, we are ready. We are the wild protectors, the wild-hearted wolves of the ocean. And we will guard this sacred space. The Hare is with us, guiding us through this threshold."
Together, beneath the full, silvery moon, Las Sirenas — wild and free — stood side by side. Their howls rose in unison, not in sorrow, but in celebration of the sacred dance of life. They were part of something eternal, a cosmic flow that stretched across the fabric of time. The Life is Golden Retreat was already alive in their hearts, waiting to unfold.
And as the ocean waves lapped softly against the shore, Las Sirenas — the mermaids and the wolves — stood together, their spirits bound by a cosmic purpose. The retreat was coming, a sanctuary for healing, renewal, and transformation, and they would guard it with every fiber of their being.
The universe had called. And they, Las Sirenas, had answered.