The Prophecy

As you may have noticed, I have gone dark on some public platforms. Some of you wonder if I am dead.

There’s no way for you to truly know if I am dead or not. But my words live on, and my voice travels between the world of the living and the realm of Mictlan.

Because I am a nagual.

But the reason you feel my absence is because of a prophecy.

Around the 19th of July, a major climate event of catastrophic scale is coming. The signs are there, and they are confirmed by the movement of the birds, insects, and the clouds. Something big is coming. And even some of my most powerful guiding deities like Tlaloc, Coatlicue and Tezcatlipoca are informing me of what's to come. You are hearing about this prophecy because you are on this list, which means you are still close to me—closer than the crowds who only know me through social platforms.

This upcoming climate event may not impact the place where you live directly, but it will set forth a chain of events that will also impact our society, our governments, our technology and our daily living. So please stay aware and stay safe. Take care of each other, but also don't live in fear. Honor what the ancestors tell you.

Will I care if I'm away from Instagram, Tiktok, Bluesky, X? Not one bit.

If you want to stay close to me, the way is old and simple. Keep reading books. Honor your ancestors. Steward the land and everything alive on it.

Use your five senses as this big event approaches. Do not fret over my silence out there. I have not left. I am simply performing an act of nagualismo.

–Nagual