Feel yourself vibrating constantly at a frequency of highly attuned love, the vibrations surge through your body every minute of every day along with the music and steep sacred mountains that surround your new home rising, your point of connection to kawaysay Pacha (El universo).
Learning about the sacred coca offering of the Quechua. The plants of Peru sacred teachers with knowledge of the undiscovered realms. In the healing temple being healed by reiki hands and free massages that are out of this world. Music therapy from an old Quechua man who after blowing in the large wind instrument sent physical energy bursts up my 7 chakras and out the top of my head.
So many beautiful people were met and memories made. Really what is the point in life if your not enjoying every second of it. In each moment there is a lesson to be learnt. The constant pschye trance music was accompanied by interludes of beautiful windflutes, guitars and happy hippy jamming sessions around the sacred fire.
Gracias Pacha mama, gracias Pacha papa, for ever keeping me on my path to light and love, for helping me see the dark and not be afraid, but to embrace it in all its duality . The peaks and troffs of life, like the mountain range above show that nothing ever stays still. xx
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After an extended stay at the festival and a wild night in a old urubamba bar we left for Cuzco. In Cuzco there is always a fiesta. Parades and traditional dances filled the days with colour and love. After a short stay we left for Pisac. Staying in a beautiful hostel run by the man who organised the festival Pachamama. This was the first time in my travels really moving with a group. It was time in my journey to let people in, to share my new free spirit with the best group of friends you could hope to find. Three Brazilians, four Israelis and me. It was beautiful to meet such inspiring people, learning from each other each day we shared in memories, love and laughter.
This is the second time in my trip that I have been led back to my Jewish roots, embracing them eager to learn from others always... 'jeim scheli' 'neshama scheli' - my people, my soul. As parts of my soul begin to stretch to the far reachers of the world I embrace the jigsaw of life letting my ancestral roots intwine, I will never stop the transcendent climb. A trip to some ancient Incan ruins where you can still see the impressive aqueduct system at Rumiqualqa. The remains of the city belonging to the Wari pre Incan people. If you dont mind being sneaky, and a few tough bush raids you can get in to most ruins for free. This ancient city over looks the beautiful lake of Huacarpay. The Sacred Valley of Peru really is incredibly sacred, you can feel the anscetral power of the place in each moment. The sacred mountains that surround the area, known as Apu in Quechua are a constant reminder of our connection to the mystic world and el universo. Most Incan ruins are very high up for this exact reason, beacause the higher up you go the more powerful and pure the connection to the spiritual world becomes.
I feel so much love in my heart for this place and its people. I was fortunate enough to attended another ceremony medicina, another teepee, with another temazcal, in another country. The shaman had come from Brazil to hold the ceremony. A beautiful night filled with loving people, prayers and transcendent music. Me and the boys from Llama pack took a little trip for a day of rock climbing and zip lining, so much fun... I Just want to do more extreme sporting now... The pump of adrenaline can give one of the most intense feelings of being alive. = There will be a video to come of our little up mountain adventure. Loving living as a llama farmer in Valle Sagrado. The couple I'm volunteering for run a start up organisation called llama pack. The idea is to integrate llamas back kne the life of the local people as they would have been pre spaniards. The reason for this is the use of mules destroys the inca trails, and they disrupt the equilibrium of the environment with their eating habits. Introduced only 500 years ago by the Spanish it's hardly suprising that llamas who have been adapting to the Andes mountains for 13 million years are better suited. There described as having feet that are like pillows to the earth. Llama pack are trying to produce purer breed llamas to help the high Andean communities have a sustainable load carrier and a possible source of income from Eco-tourism with llama treks. Just 9 treks a month is enough to bring the families above the poverty line.
Loving life in nature as always brings me a sense of inner peace, even if the cheeky llamas sometimes hide, making us trek the whole mountain looking for them! I arrived in the beautiful colonial town of Arequipa, an architecturally Spanish town with a difference - the backdrop of two snow capped volcanoes Misti, Pikchu Pikchu and Chanchani. After spending a night in the city I decided to make my way to the Colca Canyon in nearby Cabana Conday.
Even though I had been advised there were no cash withdrawals within 2 hours of Cabana Conday still I forgot to take a substantial amount with me. Realising that I would have literally just enough for a couple of nights accommodation, that is if I substituted food, I comforted myself with a £1 meal of spaghetti on my arrival. Don't worry I told myself the universe will provide.. It always does. After my first night I made my way down the steep rocky canyon. Grey rocks mottled with red jut out the sides of the precipice, strong willed cacti hanging on at every turn. After a walk baked in the oven of the canyon my legs felt like jelly, in the distance the jade river rushing below gave a warped sense of distance. When finally we arrived at the oasis, and boy was it an oasis... A lush area of green at the deepest part of the canyon, turquoise pools accompanying each stretch of wooden huts. Juan the peruvian cowboy who worked there asked me if I could help him out on the bar in return for free food and accommodation I happily accepted. Befor I left I went to see the condors soaring over another part of the canyon, mean looking birds with wingspans of 8 feet they soared and sat proudly for all to see. Different desert, different country. Travelled through to Huacachina with an artesan friend I met in Lima, hence why I now have a dread lock and rasta coloured braid, I also learnt how to make Trappe de suenos (Dream catchers). The Oasis in the desert is spectacular, It makes up for it being slightly over price. I mean when else in my life will I get to sand ski with the hot desert sun setting on my back...
Thinking of my beloved nan today as it's the second year anniversary since she passed back into the arms of the all embracing mother. It is with her help this trip has been made possible, and it was with her death that my transformation into consciousness began. Don't shy away from thinking or speaking about death. It is part of the beautiful cycle of our home, our planet. If you allow your thoughts to flow with death you can be reborn; thanking you nan for helping me to access inner and outer parts of my being and nurturing my growth in you death. Nan Olive you where once here in Peru having adventures at a ripe old age when you became free to travel. You always encouraged my free spirit and I want you to know I truly am following my path with a heart, with stories to tell my grandkids in years to come. Love you always and forever. So my first week in Peru has been incredible. I was welcomed into Lima with some of the biggest waves Lima has seen! The surfers we're going crazy. Had my first try of some delicious peruvian ceviche and attended an 'uncle's' brithday at his appartmentoverlooking the sea, before heading off into the jungle for... A wedding.
To arrive in oxapamapa where the wedding was being held we had a long drive ahead of us through the Andes mountains, chomping through sucky sweets to kill the altitude sickness. Stopped off at the highest point of the Andes in the middle of the night for some meat soup - most of which we fed our dog Blue (a Peruvian dog if you don't know, GET TO KNOW) he's bald and has very few teeth (cutest guy around town). Oxapampa was founded by Germans who had settled in Peru after WW2 so as you can imagine rather strange seeing lots of blonde people walking about a remote pueblo edged on every side with mouth-watering jungle. The second night we stayed in an incredible wooden house right up In the forest. The house had its own mini waterfall near by with water so pure that you can drink directly from the Apache mamma! From the house are many trails deeper in to the all consuming paradise. Thus our last day was spent connecting to the mother spirit - boy was there some deep moments haha. I am a sucker for a pine tree, of which there happened to be a mysterious little trail. Life couldn´t be better. |