This is day two and it is a busy day. Today we are off to Moray, the concentric circles, spiral, to do yoga, meditate, and take in those blessings. Then we will visit the salt flats which you can't believe. It is this vast field of terraced salt flats fed by one small stream. Like our stream of consciousness it feeds us. How vast is your stream? What is it feeding?
Due to the wonderful planning of Benjamin our guide, we arrived at Moray before anyone else and got to experience the awe of these circles. The vastness again defies words or pictures. We got to be awed from above and then descend into these circles. The first circle is the most reconstructed. One person just laid down to soak in the vibrations then we all put our heads towards the center of this vortex. We then outstretched arms and took in the vastness.
The locals will tell you these are for crops and each year they move the crops up a rung so they can live at these altitudes. You then see the other formations of energy and you know there is so much more that went on here. The workers had stopped mowing for us to meditate so we thanked them and moved to a less finished spiral. We did so with a blind walk chanting. As we arrived so did a small group with shamans, (you can tell by the hats and traditional clothing.) We decided to watch the ritual they were going to do, but by grace it was just a photo opportunity for some brochure. The good news is we got this space and we used it well. We said prayers, gathered offerings, imbued them with prayers, made offerings, meditated, and prayed more. No one wanted to leave. One chant led to another then one prayer to something deeper. We were in awe and grateful to the power and grace that we all experienced and the grace we shared with this sacred space. It always has the capacity to go both ways when these corridors are used.
Then we continued to be awe struck by the scenery of the snow capped mountains and the swaying fields of quinoa, corn, barley, and fava beans. We also were able to see the biggest cows we had ever seen and women in Peruvian local dress including skirts herding sheep. This group of women I was traveling with is both open and greatful for what was and what could be. It was a joy traveling with each of them and there was not one whiner in the group. When someone got sick, and trust me, we all did at some point, everyone stepped up with something, or some kindness. Truly kindness and devotion in action.
Then we were off to the salt flats which always amaze me. We were in wonder and spread the wealth among the many vendors with our purchases of salt and other trinkets.
By this time we were hungry and had our lunch. Then we headed home to the Sonesta in the Sacred Valley. Trust me it is aptly named. All you have to do is breathe in the vastness as you literally sit in the lap of the Andes. They are protecting you on both sides. They hold people living simply and very connected to the earth. The pace is not rushed. One town is famous for the way they cook guinea pigs (yes, sorry true) over coals, another for its bread.
We were able to nap, take walks, catch up on work, or whatever we needed to do. Then met up for late dinner usually of some variation of quinoa soup. We met the neighbors in the town and even bought art from them and got to appreciate their gifts. The Peruvians are such heart-centered people each one will greet you as we tried to understand the difference of when "Buenas Tardes" became "Buenas Noches." Benjamin was able to give us a quick Spanish lesson and clarify the difference between "Buenas Tardes" and "Buenas Noches." Benjamin said 6-7 pm is "Noches." Thankfully the local people didn't seem to care. They were gracious that we even attempted to speak Spanish. It was heart-to-heart. Good whatever time we meet.
It was wonderful that on our was back from the Uros, the reed island, and Taquile, the tranquil island of 1450 feet (more on those later), we heard about the bus that went into the river in Peru killing many so we all chanted AKAL for them and their families. Tonite after our last supper with much much laughter and love, we spoke of the Boston Marathon tragedy and went into the conference room of the hotel and chanted Ra Ma Da Sa Sa Say So Hung together for healing for all who were left behind and all who left. That healing may come. Wahe Guru. May we remember that our prayers count always gather a couple friends and chant together even if it is on the phone.
I am meeting you heart-to-heart and soul-to-soul and encouraging you to see how you can bring more of this energy into your days, hellos, meetings, and homes. It is not what you have. It is how you honor what is, was, and what will be. That is the true definition of NOW.
Deep Love and Blessings
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