I received my four year degree in Anthropology from the College of William and Mary and had spent an entire semester studying Incan culture, but that was almost two decades ago, and I had never before entertained the idea of exploring Peru.
When I met a woman at a fancy networking event in Santa Monica, California and she told me she guided sacred journeys to the Andes I knew I was going with her.
Two months later she greeted my friend and I at the airport in Lima Peru in a white gown with feathers in her hair, and whisked us off to a cafe to have coco tea before getting on the next plane to Cusco where we would be based during our week long adventure exploring the Inca ruins and participating in ancient traditional ceremonies.
Our residence in Cusco was down a tiny cobblestone and dirt one lane road. When we walked through the gate at the entrance, and it opened up to this stunning interior courtyard, I was taken aback by the juxtaposition of beauty and poverty.
One evening in the manicured courtyard of our residence, the moon was full in the sky, and there were lit candles hanging in the trees all around us.
Behind us, the statue of Cristo Blanco was lit up on the mountain top.
I had no idea such beauty existed on earth. The people, the mountains, the food... I hadn't known what to expect from this journey, but the spirit of this place was transforming me from the inside out.
I felt at peace with life, my world, who I was, who I wasn't. I was just being.
We took the scenic train to visit the Lost City of the Incas and as we arrived early in the morning at Machu Picchu the clouds and morning mist obscured our vision.
We hiked to the Sun Gate and sat in meditation with eyes closed until the sun warmed us as the morning clouds dispersed. As I opened my eyes I could not believe the magnificence of the sight before me. The ancient city sat between the two mountains Machu Picchu and Huayna Picchu, with extraordinary views of the Urubamba River and valleys below.
The terraced hillsides with the clouds and mountains behind them looked to me like a fantastical place from the future, not a 500 year old ancient and abandoned city.
Water poured from the Incan water temple as if its people had disappeared only moments before, in an instant, like the clouds dispersing with the sunshine.
I received a message, a vision have you, while exploring deeply during my reintroduction to self and moving beyond my fears into a fantastic reality of ancient wisdom and present awareness. The message was...
Though it would take me many years to unpack all that occurred during my first visit to Peru, it was undeniable that I had irrevocably changed at depth and my life would never be the same again.
The message and vision I received on that journey have been the guiding force for creating the life I now live. I understand that anything is possible once we find our own unique way of connecting with our divine source. And once you uncover the connection to your heart and engage the creative life force within you the transformation you experience becomes visible, the internal shift creates the external visible effects.
Creativity is the key to unlock the Divine. Self expression is the vehicle.
The moment, is NOW.
JOIN ME THIS FALL FOR A JOURNEY OF A LIFETIME:
This bride appeared to me on the streets of Cusco after completing a ceremony where I released a past love and sent a prayer out to the Universe for partnership. As we were walking home from the Ceremony we found a beautiful bouquet of flowers on the road. This is when I began to interpret the signs that appear to us when our prayers have been heard and when the dialogue with the Universe began to flow to me and through me.