PoetKitty's Shaman / Enlightenment Blog

The bus was scattered with every last traveler; 12 in all, including Howard. The Huachuma sunk in with deepening dives; every breath sent me deeper and higher. Z sat next to me, so silent and intense, so I flipped on my favorite all time album (Sigur Ros: Takk) and got a little lost. We stopped [...]

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The day after our Transformation Mesa, we returned to the temple to see it with fresh eyes. We spent more time in the labyrinths, bonding with our god-like Lanzon, and trying to slowly integrate the mystical memories swimming inside our cells. Every time I made eye contact with one of the travelers, I felt shivers [...]

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We all ascended from the Lanzon viewing, full of divinity and transformative power. Night had fallen, and the Chavin valley felt like a cocooned, other-wordly heaven. We shuffled back at a brisk pace, feeling humbled and yet undeniably regal. My head was high, that’s all I knew – with the energy blasting from my heart, [...]

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Howard led us all to the top of the Temple, stopping to share the wisdom of each brilliant area. Everything about this place was perfectly poetic; planned to an absolute T, remarkably symmetrical and symbolic, and just all kinds of sacred. I couldn’t really ponder the ultimate power of the place, I just had to [...]

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We took a moment to gather our belongings there at the river’s edge, completely sucked into the Huachuma vortex. This was my fourth dose, and yet, it was like I had never been inside the portal before; it was so bloody strong, so absolutely consuming — I relinquished any semblance of control and just surrendered. [...]

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