In May of 2018, the opportunity to travel to Peru presented itself. I had a vision a year sooner about traveling to Peru with people on a spiritual journey. My friend and member of my light family had offered to get together a group to travel to Peru, a journey she had made before. The purpose of this journey was to reconnect to the heart of the earth. The kundalini of our mother earth had moved, we all have heard of the earth quakes in central America and the volcanic eruptions along the equator over the past year. The kundalini of the earth travelled from the Himalayans towards the Andean mountain range, where it rested in Peru. It was time for us to make this spiritual journey into the heart of the earth.
I was debating the costs and how I could cover this. My mind was interfering with what my heart had already decided upon. I asked spirit about this, what would be the right decision to make? Go on this spiritual pilgrimage, a once in a life time adventure that could nurture me and bring me wisdom to carry home to Canada, or not to go. I had broken my leg on the ice at the beginning of this year and missed six weeks of work, I had felt down and beaten at this point and money was an issue. A sense of joy came over me thinking of this pilgrimage. The minute I made up my mind and gave the go ahead with booking, I felt relieve and bliss coming over me, I was dancing in circles and feeling like I just took a big step out of misery into the light of a new promising world. I knew I made the right choice.
I am clairvoyant, so the minute I make up my mind about something, I start seeing the future unfolding in front of my eyes, visions of the trip, people, the smells, the experience, feelings... I was brimming with premonitions. It was exhilarating. But just weeks later I was hit with a huge tax bill which put a damper on my experience. I had lost my child support and government support. So, I had to rely on my hourly pay from work, paying back debt and still trying to survive while paying a mortgage, bills and kids responsibilities. At this point, I could have caved in, cancelled the trip and just not gone. But I didn’t cave in. I knew this trip was a spiritual and emotional life saver for me and that I would bring myself back fully refreshed and energized to take on the things I had in my heart.
The trip was epic from beginning to end. I was in my element and the people I was with all were on their own spiritual journeys, we connected so well. I shared my room with another survivor and we were able to share some of our experiences and resonated on many levels. The synchronisations on this trip were amazing and made me realize how significant it was that I decided to be part of this.
When we arrived in Cusco at 3399 metres above sea level, I noticed immediately how thin the air was, I felt I was walking on a cloud, but my breath didn’t give me the oxygen I needed. Right when you exit the airplane, at the end of the corridor, there is a tourist booth that offers coca leaves. Raw dried leaves were sitting there in a container, I took three to assist me with the altitude. The body needs time to adjust to the sudden difference. I didn’t feel bad the first day but felt it more on the second and third days. After that initial air shock, my body was adjusting to it. What I was most amazed at was the incredible selection of fruits and foods I have never seen before in my life. For example, Jurimoya, which looks like a prehistoric fruit with a snake skin and tastes like a mix of lychee and maybe pineapple. Very sweet and apparently beneficial to decrease the risk of parasite infections, I decided to eat it every time it was available for that purpose alone. Cusco is a very friendly place, it feels welcoming and warm.
On the first days we stayed at a beautiful hostel, it had gardens with plants I didn’t recognize and more cobble stone pathways. One of my traveling friends brought healing disks with him called “systems optimizer devices”, developed by a doctor Cungi, the disks are capable of restoring balance to your system, restoring a sense of physical, mental, emotional and spiritual well being. As I was laying down with the disks on our first night, my roommate took a video and caught many orbs flying and circling me during the session. (See the video below) True orbs are spirits or angels, they show an energetic presence in the room.
Just before I came to Peru, I had received a letter from a relative, which I hadn’t opened but brought with me, because I was anxious about opening it and reading it alone. This anxiety was felt throughout the last days and I had asked divine mother about the letter and when to read it. Before I put on the disks, I asked in meditation if I should read it before or after the healing. But mother came to me in the shape of a beautiful black woman, she took my hands and looked me in the eyes, she said “Don’t worry about this letter, child, you will feel when its time to open it. The letter serves as a distraction, nothing else.” So, I left the letter for another time. In fact, I would almost forget I even brought it until a couple days later.
We stayed three nights at Ubuntu Ayni, in the sacred valley which sits lower than Cusco at around 2200 metres, it is a sacred, safe and supportive healing space. San Pedro or Wachuma, the teacher plant, is a cactus that has been used as a sacred plant medicine for at least 3000 years in the Andes of Peru. It is a medicine that can be used to help perceive our self created barriers and limitations, it greatly aids in opening and connecting with our hearts. Each ceremony is like a reunion with yourself, mother nature and the divine. Here I remembered the letter I brought with me and I felt this was the perfect time to open it and read it. I opened the letter expecting an out lashing of harsh words. But instead, I found it wasn’t a personal letter at all. It was simply an invitation to a family gathering. I realized that my anxiety was a creation of my own mind. I was waiting or even hoping for a response after I had outed someone in my family for abusing me as a child. The fear of being attacked had debilitated me most of my life, so I had never wanted to deal with the issues until just two years ago when I was triggered into remembering the abuse as a child. I wanted nothing to do with it but now had been faced with the reality of this. It was a chance to connect with my true self and find my authentic voice, which had been taken from me for up to thirty-six years. If you have experienced flashbacks from childhood abuse decades after the actual abuse, you know exactly what I am talking about. And if you don’t, this may be very difficult for you to comprehend.
I was faced with the realization that this person was in complete denial over the past and had chosen to ignore me and act like everything is normal. I knew that there is nothing more I could expect form him. But I also knew that I had to keep going on my own path. My path no longer was depending on another person’s acceptance. I felt relieve and a bit silly. I worked myself up before the trip over nothing. Now that I had put this behind me, I felt ready to take on the journey the sacred plant medicine would provide.
I must say, I was a bit afraid to do this. I am not a fan of any type of substance that changes my perception, but I knew this was different. During the preparations, I asked my spirit guides to appear and help me with the ceremony, I needed their guidance to feel supported and safe.
The cup was moved around, and everyone drank the green cactus slush, some got sick from the strong taste and emptied their stomach contents in a nearby flower bed. I drank less than half because I didn’t want to get sick. After about two hours I realized I didn’t drink enough to feel the full effects for the healing to be effective and so I was offered another cup.
As I sat there, my spirit guide Pam appeared at my side, bare feet and with a headband, looking like a hippie. She smiled and said; “I am here to guide you”. She let me know when to drink from the cup and told me to stop and take a few seconds before taking another sip. It took a bit longer, but she let me know that she wants me to drink the whole cup without purging the contents. She was right, nothing came back out of me and my experience was intense.
I was curious about the effects of this plant on a person who’s clairvoyant and so I expected to see interesting things. But what I saw was weigh beyond just interesting. After about an hour, my perception of reality expanded exponentially, the mountain looked like it got turned inside out and there was sacred geometry like the flower of life everywhere I looked. Within the walls of my room, the flowers outside, even the clouds moved in harmony within the geometrical shapes as I laid in the grass gazing up to the sky. Everything was flowing and moving. When I closed my eyes, I saw Inka symbology, beautifully coloured snakes and Inka masks, then it moved back to sacred geometry. An intricate system of flowing beautiful shapes and forms. My mind would wander and access barriers I had put on myself. I was in communication with myself and started to see the faults I had and the issues I have tried to avoid. My emotions were flowing freely and bubbled up to be expressed. After digging deep into the subconscious mind for hours, the condor lifted me up into the upper worlds. Here I was shown that I am a part of creation, that the divine mother resides within me and so anything I do is already a sacred act. I learned acceptance of myself for who I was on this fantastic journey of self-discovery and awakening to higher consciousness. I realized the beauty of everything in nature, how all is connected at a deeper level and how everything is there for a reason, there are no accidents, and all was planted and seeded with purpose and deep love and understanding from our mother earth and our father sky. I am a manifestation of them, a channel for their energies, to continue the work our divine parents started, as a guardian of earth, a divine gardener and daughter of Gaia.
It is our right to know who we are and to understand the power we have. Our divine parents want us to stand fully in our own power, guided by our hearts and intuitions. Our hearts are a direct link to the divine creation of life, and everything we create through our hearts, will be a perfect manifestation of divine will.
To be continued....
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