In the sacred Mayan calendar, 1 Imox marks the beginning of a new trecena and the return to the primordial waters. Imox is the nawal of the cosmic ocean, the subconscious, dreams, imagination, and the fertile chaos from which all creation arises. It governs intuition, emotional depth, and the liminal spaces between form and formlessness. The number 1 brings initiation, potential, and the spark of a new cycle.
Today, 1 Imox invites us to soften into not-knowing, to listen beneath the surface of the mind, and to trust the creative intelligence that emerges from stillness and flow. This is a day to begin again without needing clarity or control—to plant seeds in mystery and allow them to gestate in their own time.
1 Imox reminds us that beginnings do not require certainty. They require receptivity. Before form, there is water. Before understanding, there is listening. Today, wisdom lives in softness, curiosity, and the willingness to float.
Maltiox, Nawal Imox.
When I feel hungry, I wait. I notice the sensation instead of rushing to fix it. I feel my belly growl. I take a few sips of water or simply pause for a few minutes, and often the hunger passes. In that waiting, I feel my body more clearly: my legs and feet, my arms and hands, my head and my heart. I remember that not every impulse needs immediate action. Some things just want to be felt.
That feels especially resonant today, on 1 Imox, the first day of a new trecena, the return to the primordial waters.
Today is a day for a new dream.
And yet, I realize I’ve already been living a dream for a long time. A full cycle of 13 years. From the day I moved to Panajachel (10 B’atz, June 15, 2012) to June 1, 2025 (12 Kan, our 10 year anniversary in Pasajcap). From early motherhood to adolescence. From planting roots at Lake Atitlán in the western highlands of the Maya to watching those roots deepen, tangle, and strengthen.
Another 13-year cycle is nearing its close as well. In February, 13 Iq’ will give way to 1 Kej as the year bearer. The winds will settle. A new axis will form. Something steady will begin.
So what is my new dream?
One dream is literal and joyful: a family worldschooling journey this summer, traveling through Spain and Italy together, learning through movement, culture, art, and shared experience.
Another dream is quieter but just as devoted: to continue writing these daily reflections on the energy of the day, moving all the way through a complete 260-day cycle of the sacred Mayan calendar. I began on 1 No’j in October. Today, on 1 Imox, I’ve written through eight of the 20 trecenas so far. That feels worth celebrating. Go me. (Truly.)
Imox reminds me that new beginnings don’t require grand declarations. They begin in the body. In attention. In listening. In letting the dream reveal itself slowly, like something surfacing from deep water.
Today, I don’t need the whole map.
I just need to stay receptive.
To float.
To trust the current.
Maltiox, Nawal Imox.
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