Monday, October 28, 2013

Peruvian Dreams


Lisana-
After a grueling six legged journey from Seattle to Cusco the seat of the Incan empire aka the belly button we get to Pisac our home to be. Checking into PazYLuz which means (peace and light) provides for our safe haven of adjustment and climatization. Upon entering our room I collapse into an unconscious state with the door wide open disregarding anything including the luggage or that my boots are still on. Jeremy apparently by default is left to manage all of our excessive belongings (mostly mine) into our sweet small but clean and sacred red room. We have arrived. 
After a brief nap we are quickly set into motion to meet with Joy and the rest of our tribe from the north. As we wander through the narrow streets of the Pisac grid ending up in the plaza we decide to have our lunch. The second floor balcony of the local cafe allows a vista for us to gaze upon the town square where stands in the center an enormous 450 year old tree swarmed by the market stalls of Peruvian artisans, a very colorful sight indeed.With the lack of sleep over the past days I am quite fatigued and having difficulty feeling grounded and quite vulnerable in my energy. I attempt to rest but the vibration of the land is pulling me to entrain while at the same time asking for me to urgently assist. There are many work efforts awaiting but it is too early to expend that kind of energy. Information from the cosmos is streaming in more quickly than I can assimilate while the instant connections with people are abundant.
Our first night brings with it a powerful lightening storm. While lying in bed in between the worlds I see a flash a light, reminding me of the time Jeremy and I were in Arkansas where I ran out into the lightening storm, receiving the platinum ray. This night too I drift outside feeling the charge however seemingly not as eventful. 

Jeremy -

Upon awakening I feel quite fresh knowing it is early I step out into the Peruvian dawn, once again stunned by the surrounding panorama.
After eleven or so paces I glance up at the Pisac ruins which tower above the town.
Thinking it is a normal occurrence I witness two condors circling not so far above the ruins, evoking a joyous but calm emotion within me. A gentle acknowledgement of our arrival. As a resident walks toward me I decide to bring her attention to the birds, she turns to see and begins to laugh in the most peculiar whooping fashion distracting my attention from the condors. Is this a southern hemisphere thing I wonder but Louisa tells me later she is from North America. After quelling her excitement she announces that she has only ever seen one condor flying over Pisac throughout her many visits here, what an honor.
Shortly after Kyd, the retreat center manager reveals to us that the tree in the square was struck during the storm. Once hearing of this news we quickly head off to town, challenging our disbelief, could such a tree be blown apart? Stunned by the spectacle and touched by the sentiment of the locals in the plaza we collect a piece of the tree instinctively. Later in the day we are made aware about the Incan understanding of the constellation of the split tree which falls in upon itself. Both of us have the knowing that this event is a major shift for the energy in the sacred valley. 

Lisana -

The tree was planted back in the time of the Spanish Inquisition and has been a beloved landmark for the locals ever since. What a moment, thank you spirit for allowing us to witness this incredible transformation. We sense that the tree, as well as being a keeper of the town was also a symbol of the control and power enforced upon the native culture and interfering with the connection to Pacha Mama. 
Three days later in the pouring rain we held ceremony depositing five crystals into the hollow core of the tree reigniting the flow of energy to deep within the earth. Also connecting to the surface grid of the electro-magnetic energy flowing along the Urabamba river and onwards through the sacred valley into the Amazon river. Our first week in Peru and immediately we are asked to do major work for Gaia, well after all this is why we have been called here.