Xochiquetzal was honored at a festival every 8 years. A young woman was chosen by artisans to impersonate the goddess; she would be sacrificed, flayed, and her skin given to a man to wear while pretending to weave. Artisans would dance around the scene and then confess their sins to a statue of Xochiquetzal through bloodletting. She was also one of the goddesses impersonated during the Toxcatl festival, ritually married to a young man and kept in luxury for a year before being killed.
was that vision an alternative version of the luxury before the sacrifice?
...or is it possible my vision predates the days of sacrifice?
i've learned to question the histories we're left with, if for no other reason than many weren't articulated until the various conquerors came. there are centuries to know before that; centuries lost to dirt, water, air and other powers.
sometimes our soul-memories are the realest ones. even if they are the least-believed.