Many spirits come with me. Walking down the stone pathway, I get the point. Here's a round stone fit right into a larger stone, only possible in the making. These stones were placed by STONE MAKERS.
Bringing energy to a point, The Centering Ring
Initiation, Dedication, Sacrifice
At dawn, I walk down the dusty dock and find the boat going to the island Amantani. A boy chants musically, "A-man-tan-i, Is-la Ta-qui-le." uu/ uuu/u A new 9 beat Feminine Ray chant, I like.
Packed in colorful bundles, everyone is chewing coca leaves, eating tubers and speaking Quechua. Gliding, watching the beautiful greens of the Totora reeds glinting in the zircon of the lake.
A glimpse here and there of Uru people who live on floating reeds. Past the bay, out into the main body of Lake Titicaca, we go. Little flags of rags wave on the chugging motor. I think of the great rushing black and white windy spirit I dealt with last night. With Yvoannes help, I got it focused in my inner eye and ear and anchored in my heart where I mastered its reverberations. It is balancing the input of the Light between blood-out and blood-in, the antipodal storage moments. "Chicha!" men yell, They take hearty swigs from a bottle passed round.
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