A spiritual journey with the Fulniô tribe and the guardians of the living altar of Somos Sanctuary
In late July 2025, as the sun of northeastern Brazil blessed the land of Águas Belas, MaYita, together with the rainbow guardians of the living altar of Somos Sanctuary, returned to the heart of the Fulniô tribe. It was a journey guided by the medicine of spirit. Jurema, mother plant and mother path, wove the invisible threads that led her there, where memory sings and the earth speaks.


The Fulniô, guardians of the Yaathe language, are a people who resist through song, dance, and prayer. Their medicine is not only served—it is listened to, breathed, honored. Sacred tobacco, Ayahuasca, Jurema, Ouricuri… and also the living word, the song that crosses generations, the dance that unites elders and children in a shared heartbeat.
MaYita, called T’sáakhakatxwa by the Fulniô tribe, is recognized as part of their spiritual family—a daughter of the ceremonial weaving. Her name bloomed like a seed in fertile soil, strengthening her prayer, her altar with Somos Sanctuary, and her Chakaruna mission: rainbow guardian, weaver, and messenger of the peoples.
In the ceremonies, the fire bore witness. Songs were sung in Yaathe, prayers were danced, stories were heard from the painted skin of the elders. MaYita, alongside Somos Sanctuary, did not just participate—she offered herself. Her voice became a bridge. Her silence, an altar.
There were moments of deep beauty: initiation under ancestral songs, children dancing with elders, the shared fire as a common heart.
Seeds of Memory and Resistance
The seed this tribe leaves in MaYita’s heart is clear:
That language is medicine.
That history is resistance.
That song is memory.
That remembering who we are is the greatest act of love.
Infinite gratitude to Miixtya Fulniô, the Cacique, the Pajé, the Fulniô warriors and families who opened their homes and hearts, the guardians of the weave, the Somos Sanctuary community, and to life itself for allowing this sacred encounter.
May this song continue awakening memories, and may T’sáakhakatxwa walk as a living prayer among the peoples.


