Thirteen Senses

Dedication

To Women of Substance this book is dedicated, to
women who've put their hands on their hips like my
mother and my grandmothers and taken up ground,
saying this is my Sacred Piece of Mother Earth and
from Here I will not be moved! From
mi familia
to
your family,
gracias,
embrace the Stars!

Contents

DEDICATION

PREFACE

Part One
WEDDING VOWS
August 18,1979, Oceanside, California

CHAPTER 1
Such a man and woman aren't measured from their heads to their feet, but from their heads to the sky, for these people are giants
—
who know the Thirteen Senses of Creation!

Part Two
HONEYMOON
August 18,1929, Santa Ana, California

CHAPTER 2
And so he, the nineteenth child, having come to his mother at fifty years of age, now found his second truelove, and . . . they married.

CHAPTER 3
And so she, the child who'd been conceived on the night that a meteorite struck the Earth, was now a married woman and she was in love!

Part Three
MOONTALKING
End of August 1929, Carlsbad, California

CHAPTER 4
And so they'd now entered into the Garden of Eden, God's first couple
—
a man and a woman who of their own freewill chose the way of the Almighty!

CHAPTER 5
The Devil saw their happiness, their joy of being in Holy Union with the Almighty, and so he smiled, creeping down from the Tree of Knowledge to intercept them.

Part Four
SUNTALKING
September 1929

CHAPTER 6
And so their mothers had, indeed, taught them both about Love and God, but it was now Life,
la Vida,
that was to teach them the lessons of
el Diablo
!

CHAPTER 7
And so shedding their outer skins, they now came to know each other as only young lovers can who've stepped forward in the full commitment of matrimony.

Part Five
LA VIDA LOCA

CHAPTER 8
And so the Gates of Heaven opened wide and a flash flood
de AMOR
came pouring forth out over all the land
—
BURSTING with VITALITY!

CHAPTER 9
The Devil was tired, really exhausted, but still he was a long way from giving up. One way or another, he was determined to slip past that old She-Fox . . . but then he heard the Singing of the Stones!

CHAPTER 10
LOVE was in the Air!
Amor
was Everywhere! The Wilds of Life,
la Vida,
were now leaping with the FIRES of HELL and HEAVEN Here upon MOTHER EARTH!

CHAPTER 11
HEAVEN was laughing
con carcajadas
!
Love, love,
AMOR
was now Creating a whole new
PARAISO
on EARTH as it was in HEAVEN!

Part Six
HEAVENTALKING

CHAPTER 12
And so Humanity was now being called upon to Sing and Dance and Praise the SECOND COMING of the LORD!

CHAPTER 13
The Devil himself had now come Full Circle and he, too, was anxiously awaiting with Flowers in Hand for the SECOND COMING of the LORD!

Part Seven
EARTHTALKING

CHAPTER l4
GOD was Happy!
PAPITO
was Smiling! Singing “through” every Stone, Tree, Raindrop, Blade of Grass
—
HE was SO MOVED!

CHAPTER 15
LIGHTNING flashed across the land and THUNDER roared through the canyons with the HOLY VOICE of CREATION!

CHAPTER l6
The DEVIL was Whirling, Swirling, Dancing
—
he was so HAPPY! He was still working the Earth, giving choice between Good and Evil, but Now each Night he, too, went to be with
PAPITO DIOS
!

Part Eight
ILLUMINATION

CHAPTER 17
GOD was Whirling, Swirling, Dancing! His Children were finally Awaking to the Light and Loving each other as much as they LOVED HIM!

CHAPTER l8
And so Adam and
Eva
stepped forward, not blaming each other but united in Love, Respect, and a Natural Awe for One another
—
REFLECTIONS of the CREATOR.

CHAPTER 19
Of their own Freewill Adam and
Eva
now chose to go out of the Garden, away from their
familias,
and into the Wilds of the World—for they had absolute Faith in GOD and in their
AMOR!

Part Nine
REBIRTHING

CHAPTER 20
In the Wilds beyond the Garden, Adam and
Eva
now found themselves bringing the Light of God to friend and foe alike
—
Lucifer and
Papito
were Working as One once again!

CHAPTER 21
They ‘d met Death and they'd found Death to simply be another Holy Opening to the Creator's
Corazón—
Beat, BEAT, BEATING throughout the UNIVERSE!

CHAPTER 22
Adam and
Eva
now both Knew that it wasn't the Devil who'd ever tempted them
—
it was their own Mirror that Reflected their Doubts and Fears.

CHAPTER 23
GOD and Lucifer were Dancing and Mary and Jesus were Clapping
—
all the Forces of the Heavens were at last working Together once more.

CHAPTER 24
The SIXTH SUN was now arising fast for an All New Day. People would no longer be able to tell where the Heavens ended and the Earth began.

CHAPTER 25
All was back in Balance, All was back in Harmony and at Peace, generating Wisdom through our Thirteen Senses from HEAVEN to EARTH—ALL ONE SONG!

AFTERWORD

ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

ALSO BY VICTOR VILLASEÑOR

COPYRIGHT

ABOUT THE PUBLISHER

Preface

T
HROUGHOUT THE AGES
, tales have been passed down within families, keeping intact oral histories that weld one generation to the next. This is my family's tale of love, adversity, magic, and wonderment.

Growing up, I was told by my father time and again that a good story could save our life. Then he'd explain to me how he and his sisters had been dying of thirst and hunger as they made their way north from Mexico to the United States during the Mexican Revolution of 1910. “We were ready to lay down and die,” my father told me. “Cannons were blasting all around us. People were screaming and dying. The creeks ran red with blood, but then when the sun went down, your grandmother would brush the snakes and scorpions out of the way with some brush and fix a place for us to sleep for the night. She'd give us a smooth little rock to suck on if we had nothing to eat, and she'd tell us stories about the stars, the moon, the she-fox, and soon we'd forget our hunger and we'd be traveling with her words through a world of wonder.

“God was with us. He was our best friend and He was smiling to us with the stars and the moon, and little by little all our troubles of the day would disappear.”

My father, a big strong man from
los Altos de Jalisco,
would cry and cry and tell me that his mother, a little old bag of Indian bones, knew a life that few people knew—a life so full of the Holy Breath of the Almighty that no one could ever lose hope. My father told me that they'd go to sleep there in the rocks and dirt, feeling full of hope and love and the complete understanding that tomorrow would be another gift straight from God, and so all would then be possible no matter how harsh their day had been—for life was a dream to live, not a reality to fear.

This, then, is a history of a people—a tribal heritage, if you will—of my Indian-European ancestors as handed down to me by my father and mother, my aunts and uncles, my cousins and family friends.

Back at one time, we were all Indigenous People, and the time has come to circle back to when the Mother Earth was young, the Heavens spoke, and people listened.

Like my grandmother used to say, there are no strangers, once we get to know each other's story. Enjoy.
Gracias.
Thank you.

Victor E. Villaseñor    
Rancho Villaseñor      
Oceanside, California
Spring 2001                 

Part One

WEDDING
VOWS

August 18,1979
Oceanside, California

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