Home again. Peru is one of those places I will always return to because I feel so "found" there, among the mountain "apus" (gods). On my most recent sojourn to Peru, I was re-visiting the profound place that is Machu Picchu and, there was hardly anyone else there as it had been raining hard, which it rarely did that time of year. I practically had the whole place to my self. The rain had stopped so I am clambering over steep stones in a thick mist and just opening my senses to what is emanating from the land itself, with all it holds from another time. The irony is, I was alone, but that is the least alone I had felt in a long time. I felt every stone was talking to me, telling me its story. The mountains themselves were presiding over all exchange. The beauty visually of all I saw was stunning, but what I was most aware of was the auditory. I heard so much on so many levels.
One thing I heard was a bird chirp. No matter where I went, I heard it. I finally sourced it. This little bird was going everywhere I went. He, like I, was alone. He seemed so somehow aware of what he was doing. He was small but his presence was big.
I share all this as a reminder that, it is through our physical senses that so many doors open to 'the greater.' Our body is the means of coming into understanding of the extraordinary as it hides out in the ordinary. The energies of Machu Pichhu were there before the structures were built. I am convinced the reason they were built there had something to do with the impact of feeling the body's responses to the area. This sometimes is called Sacred Geometry. Whatever you call it, all of us are capable of using our bodies and our senses to know what is lurking behind the scenes as potential. Every time I am in Peru, that awareness returns to me full force. How do I know about such things? Let's just say, a little bird told me.
One thing I heard was a bird chirp. No matter where I went, I heard it. I finally sourced it. This little bird was going everywhere I went. He, like I, was alone. He seemed so somehow aware of what he was doing. He was small but his presence was big.
I share all this as a reminder that, it is through our physical senses that so many doors open to 'the greater.' Our body is the means of coming into understanding of the extraordinary as it hides out in the ordinary. The energies of Machu Pichhu were there before the structures were built. I am convinced the reason they were built there had something to do with the impact of feeling the body's responses to the area. This sometimes is called Sacred Geometry. Whatever you call it, all of us are capable of using our bodies and our senses to know what is lurking behind the scenes as potential. Every time I am in Peru, that awareness returns to me full force. How do I know about such things? Let's just say, a little bird told me.
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