This solar observatory is in the hills above the village of Pisac in the Sacred Valley. It was one of my favorite days of the entire trip. The winding trails offered incredible views in every direction and from the ruins I could tell the stones were beautifully and intricately put together.
Looking through this narrow window back to the hills with the winding road leading the way, I felt like I was in a Van Eyck painting, even though this was Peru and not the Netherlands.
It was wonderful to see how the structure meshed with the landscape so well, creating a sense of harmony between the earth and the heavens.
The spiritual energy of these sites cannot be underestimated. Throughout the Andes there are alcoves like this for third eye activation. It was near this area that we did a condor mediation, which for me was incredibly powerful.
During the ceremony we connected with the condor energy and then walked the winding trails through the ruins. I stopped at several points and sat and meditated. At times with my eyes closed I could feel myself soaring over the sacred apus. It was so liberating to feel that I could attain such a different perspective unbound by the chains that usually tie me to what I think is possible. Later, in Lake Titicaca, I met Jorge Luis Delgado, the author of the Andean Awakening. He spoke of the condor too and advised us to be like this great bird, flying over our present lives, surveying the scene and all the options before swooping down to commit to a course of action. I found his words to be very profound. So often in my life, I have taken the option closest at hand, the thing my mind instantly seizes upon, without making the time to survey all my options or to allow my intuition to weigh in on the ramifications of my choices. The condor allows us to attain a perspective of higher consciousness. More and more I am coming to see that it is not about judging my actions and blaming myself for falling short. It is about acting with greater awareness and intentionality instead of blind reactivity. The images that follow are the sights I saw as I connected with a level of awareness that previously escaped me and made me feel actualizing my dreams was a possibility. When I find myself slipping back into a sense of hopelessness or futility, I call these images to mind and begin dreaming again.
This was the first sight I saw as I began my walking mediation. I really did feel I was in the heavens. It was hard to take everything in or believe I was really there, but I was and the gratitude for this journey I experienced was overwhelming.
As I walked up the winding path to the top of the observatory, I saw all these plants growing on the apus, making the mountains seem even ore alive. This was one of the sites where I meditated and I could feel myself soaring over all the life blossoming around me and towards the mountains in the distance.
I asked one of the guides what the caves in the mountainside across from the observatory were and he said burial caves. What a spectacular place for one's body to come to rest, a place where it is hard to distinguish the boundaries between heaven and earth.
This was the view near the top.
I could have watched the clouds form and shift and the patterns they created on the mountains forever I think. I never wanted this day to end. Though I was still walking on the earth, this did not seem like the earth I inhabit every day. It was the most magical peak experience I have ever had and it seemed both very real, since I could open my eyes and actually see this, and surreal at the same time because it was so unbelievably beautiful.
It was hard to tell which was more beautiful, the creations of nature or the creations of these ancient people.
This was the path we took the Hitching Post of the Sun, the most powerful energy vortex of the sun and the spot where we individually meditated and did another group mediation.
As I closed my eyes sitting within this structure, I felt golden light enter my being and energy shoot through my body. Then loved entered through the back of my heart and it seemed absolutely limitless as it poured out from my being in every direction. This is something I had experienced before in lesser degrees from practicing yoga and meditation. Here, in this sacred spot, it completely shifted the frequency of my being. I could barely walk after the meditation ended and had to touch the ancient stonework and then the rocks all the way back to the bus to ground again. No wonder the Incas came here and no wonder there cosmology evolved as it did.
This is a view of the terraces on the way back to the bus. I loved the aesthetic lines of these terraces and the way they followed the contours of the earth. It was hard for me to leave this sacred ground, but I knew there were so many wonderful places still left to explore on this sacred journey and I tried to burn all these images into my heart and soul in case I am unable to return physically to these places again. I know the experiences I had here will always be with me. They expanded my horizons so greatly, which is the point of all journeys whether physical or spiritual or both.