Passion Island, like all place, has a history that to tell, that to offer and that to share, and to be able to understand its main personage we must go back to its origins, the Goddess Ixchel.
In Mayan mythology Ixchel (“the white woman”) it was goddess of the love, the gestation, the textile works, the moon and the medicine. In some occasions one imagined to him accompanied of a rabbit. One of its invocations was considered maleficent, and it imagined to him in the codices, like an old woman, draining odres of the rage on the world.
Its temple was located in the Cuzamil island (Cozumel) of the province of Ecab. From the port of Pole (today Xcaret) they left the travelling canoes of for the temple in Cuzamil asking for oráculo of this goddess; in this pilgrimage the young women also went to request in their pregnancies to procreate children who their husbands wanted.
Ixchel venerates like the goddess of the moon, by the feminine character of this, represents the fertility related with the Earth, since those are the cycles of the moon that govern the times of sowing and harvests.
Legend counts that in nights solitary goddess Ixchel walked by the environs of island, between so many nights, had one in that it was with young a good looking one, which it was fishing in a majestic beach, says that the moon was its companion and light, she offered illumination to her at her walk.
Hidden between the weeds and letter to which this mortal made, each was interested in, was noticed more of how after tending his network in the sea, it rested in the smooth and fine sand, same that almost could be said caressed its back.
And thus, as many nights it hoped the light of the moon to be able to go to see that of already could be said was in loved …….. One night like so many, she could not hold plus the temptation to go to him and to ask her name to him, and perhaps, to express her love to him….its passion.
It responded to the name of Itzamná (than a simple mortal, I turn out to be a God all powerful one more that I create to the world), and before she spoke, the volume the initiative to say to him that all the nights it went to he himself place to be able to see hidden it between the beautiful one of the surroundings, so that of that form it could confirm that there was no comparison, the greatest beauty had she.
One says that the volume of the waist and the kiss to formalize their love, and as well as so many nights, the same ones stopped being solitary and boring, for her the nights became days and the days became ether to us.
Step long time and product of that love were not born Yum Kaax (God of the maiz), Ek Chuah and to the Gods of the sacrifices and stars; their daughters were the goddesses of waters, at night and of the paradise.
When they had to leave the Earth to yield them to it to the mortals decided to pay tribute to their encounter, its union, the place where his I found its love….and it was then when they decided to divide a part of the island, decided to take a piece to him that would concentrate and mean its love, its passion and its delivery, his life.
It was then when they decided to call it Passion Island, a gift to the men and women, so that it served to them as sanctuary and consolidated its true love.
A unique and invaluable inheritance, that from Mayan mythology to the present time, has been used for the created aims …….. a site where the love, the passion and the adventure has found their true way…. PASSION ISLAND A PARADISE OF LOVE.