Born in struggle,
Knowing it was a journey ALONE.
Knowing it was a journey of PURPOSE.
A journey of CONNECTION.
A journey destined to spread calm, love and light.
This journey commenced amidst struggle, strife and challenges.
A brother departed for another dimension.
A mother's grief lead to alcoholism.
A father's love strong but at a loss of what to do.
A younger brother filled with anger and pain.
But in the centre of the storm the voices calmed.
The moon, the stars, the trees, the animals were friends and allies.
Then in the teens a voice of divine purpose showing the way.
The way became clear.
The direction there.
The gypsy had arrived.
The four corners of Mother Earth beckoned.
The call was answered.
Africa, Egypt, India, the Middle East, the Far East, Europe,
the World.
Experiences gathered.
Love and light spread.
No questions asked.
The path was followed.
Gradually, gently and persistently the focused changed.
A divergent path was shown.
A path that required the ultimate test of faith.
A path revealed in the darkness of night,
in the dark bitter brew
in the Mother of All Plants,
Madre Ayahuasca.
This way required a break with all.
It shattered the illusion of career, security, social conditioning.
All vestiges of "normal".
It insisted on drastic action.
Facing the questions, fears, insecurities head on
a contract was terminated,
possessions were dispersed,
a bag was packed and an airline ticket was purchased.
A new destination awaited - Peru.
The land of mountains, llamas, panpipes, Incas, mystics,
Lake Titicaca and Machu Picchu.
Cusco, the centre of the Ican World.
Machu Picchu, the mystical ceremonial site high in the mountains.
These were the destinations.
But what to do there?
What to seek?
Absolute trust in a vision and a purpose lead the way.
Slowly the purpose strengthened.
Slowly the doors were presented.
Slowly the crystal heart opened.
Contact was made with the spirits.
The spirits of the Apus, Pachamama, Mama Quilla, the Cosmos,
the condor, the hummingbird, the plants, the trees and the wind.
A knowing and communing with the Oneness Of All things.
The journey was long.
The trust was strong.
A journey to the coming home.
Coming home to the connection with ALL.
Coming home to the true self, to the power within.
Coming home to the absolute knowing all was well.
The journey continues.
Destination -- where the spirit leads.
May each of you have the strength to follow the voice within.
Blessings Wawa Quilla
