The Sacred New Moon

Lisana-
The energy of the new moon in the sacred valley is proving to be a powerful one, allowing for quick manifestation of our hearts desires. Jeremy in particular, within this first week of living in our new home, has manifested by his own creation an amazing feasting picnic table, a horno pizza oven and the potential to have a couple of horses on the property. He has successfully cleared much of the property, pruned the sweet apple tree and made a cob floor for the new kitchen with the prospect of a hot tub on the horizon; while enjoying the camaraderie of our roommate Jay. My first night in our new home is filled with celebration as we host a new moon gathering, with sacred fire, drumming and song while imbued with community and love. Stories are shared of spiritual awakening and cosmic awareness with such beautiful openness.

Two days later we are called for ceremony up to Kinsa Cocha where hang in the sky 3 lakes and 3 sacred mountains; protection, fertility and wisdom, with one being struck by a meteor many thousands of years ago. We are guided by our new friend Kuti, a peruvian shaman who connected with Jeremy immediately upon our arrival. This being my first official hike where I actually wear on my back a daypack, I am challenged to be the galactic earth walker. Our walk in is met with the guardians of the mountains opening a clear path of sunshine instead of the impending rain storm, Kuti informs us that if we were not welcome the storm will surely chase us out. 
Kuti leads us as Jeremy watchfully follows, while I send a silent prayer to Gaia requesting safe passage. Shortly in Kuti offers to carry my pack and provides for me two walking sticks which prove to make all the difference. We stop at several spots along the trail while traversing the sides of the mountains which forms a chalice for the lakes, making offerings with our clear intention.
Sensing a gateway as we approach a rocky outcrop which stands high above the lake, we stop to hold ceremony calling in the heaven to earth connection. Whereby I sit on the large rock playing my singing bowl as Jeremy stands behind me with his citrine crystal aloft as well as his dream time lemurian quartz, directing the energy from the sun down into the earth. From there we descend to the headwater of the lake, where Kuti performs a traditional Incan cleansing ceremony. He seems surprised at our level of involvement as we readily contribute to the altar with our crystals, tobacco and gifts for Pacha mama (mother earth). Dipping our feet into the breathtakingly cold spring water allows for a very tactile moment as we are encouraged by our guide to each find a meteor stone, ensuring a return trip to Peru as prophesied by the Apus (mountain spirits).
The stunning panorama of vibrant colors with the shapes of the mountains gracing the back drop offers a magnificent monumountainous moment etched in time. Sharing earthen baked potatoes offered by an Incan villager who was just passing by at the perfect moment made for a sweet delight. My awareness of the Incan farmers working in the terraced slopes, as we pass by brings me to a thought of how they are at the top of the world planting their seeds by choice. That perhaps, they have no desire to descend to the lower as they exist in these higher realms. No need for cars or modern conveniences, for the space and vibration they maintain on the planet. Reminding me of the Tibetan monks holding the dream for many years on top of the sister mountains of the Himalayas.
After full circumnavigation of the lakes where our transport is awaiting us, we are quickly taken to a local Incan woman who offers us chicha (corn alcohol) drink. Her two beautiful children sit with us while Kuti and his taxi driving brother guzzle their corn beer down. Jeremy and I share one and with my first sip I assure to leave most in the cup for Jeremy to enjoy. A mix of sour and fermented maize creates an odd tasting beverage that I am sure after many generations one could acquire a taste for.
Moving close to the children I give them each a heart shaped serpentine stone, though they do not speak any english we connect with our hearts and have loving giggles. Such a sweet way to end a powerful day of work on the glorious slopes of Kinsa Cocha.