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Peru 2012: Another Dual Purpose Mission - A Trip Back Home to the Universe, Not Just to Peru

Toward 12-21-12 Initiation & Ascension

Part 1: Revisiting old haunts from 500 years ago - Cusco, Vilcabamba, Machu Picchu; Part 2: Lake Titicaca, Amantani Island - Initiation & Ascension; Part 3: Lima - Recuperating from it all




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Peru 2012: Another Dual Purpose Mission - A Trip Back Home to the Universe, Not Just Peru

Toward 12-21-12 Initiation & Ascension

Part 1: Revisiting old haunts from a lifetime 500 years ago - Cusco, Vilcabamba, Machu Picchu; Part 2: Lake Titicaca, Amantani Island - Initiation & Ascension; Part 3: Lima - Recuperating from and recapping it all

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Machu Picchu & Huayna Picchu Climb, Ceremony


Electra revelations re. two Elizabeth's

Making music in acoustic chambers - preamble to ascent; ceremony atop Huayna Picchu, meeting kindred soul from Troy on our way down


MACHU PICCHU, Peru, Dec 17 - After a hot spa in thermal baths last night, and a good night's sleep in a warm bed in Santa Teresa, getting up early to make the 7 AM train from Electra to Machu Picchu was not a hardship.  Here are some pictures I took, first from my hotel room in Santa Teresa, and then along the muddy drive to Electra.

Dramatic scenes, such as the middle shots above of water literally gushing out of mountains were to be repeated throughout our ride to Machu Picchu. At times during our drive to Electra, we also came quite close to an angry sounding Urubamba river (right shot).

Take a look at these maps... In the first one on the left, you can follow our route for today, Dec 17. The other two will show you where we had been in the previous two days.

The two right shots are of the spectacular mountain scenery around the town of Electra. (And so is the big panorama shot at the start of this story). The only reason Electra exists as a town and a small community is the railroad to Machu Picchu. So in a way, it is reminiscent of the Wild West in America when small towns like that sprung up like mushrooms along railroad tracks. Except that we saw no gunslingers in Electra.

The "station" was a series of makeshift huts serving anything from hot breakfast to beer or chicha (a beer-like Inca drink). Yes, even at this early hour. Liz ordered a full plate of hot food for breakfast. I preferred just a to watch others eat and a cup of tea. The people across from us at the small communal table were a family of hippy-like young people from France. I also heard German and some other foreign languages. But the locals definitely outnumbered the tourists at this small railroad outpost.

Up to three years ago, the railroad just passed through Electra enroute to Quillabamba, a gateway to the Amazon. It is the town Liz is from that the Spirit had guided us to skip on our itinerary. Then during the major Urubamba river flooding in Jan 2010, which Elizabeth and I also witnessed in Urubamba and in Ollantaytambo, the railroad was washed out by the river downstream from Electra. It was never rebuilt. So now this is the first station from which the trains to and from Machu Picchu depart.


While Liz was waiting in this long line (left) to pick our train tickets which she had ordered online, I had a fascinating revelation: She and "my" Elizabeth must be soul splits. During the ride to Machu Picchu, I scribbled in my notebook the reasons why. You can read it if you click here (PDF file).

You can also see a photo image of my note (right). By now, Elizabeth and I have become aware of two other of her soul splits who are currently incarnated. So our friend Liz from Peru is the fourth aspect of that soul.

Spectacular Train Ride to Machu Picchu, Climbing Huayna Picchu

When we finally boarded the train and got going toward Machu Picchu, the scenery was nothing short of spectacular.  As it was still early morning, the sun was just rising over the mountain peaks shrouded in mist and clouds.

The train has wonderful sky lights which allow for views high up as well as at the ground level. I'll just let you have a sampling of the still shots I took. You can see more in the Photo Album below and in the film about this extraordinary day.

When we got to Aguas Calientes, the town where one disembarks from the train before going up to Machu Picchu on a bus, we first went to a restaurant of a friend of Liz's. Not to eat. Just the opposite. To lighten our load. What lay ahead when we get to Machu Picchu was a grueling climb to Huayna Picchu (left). It was there that I was guided to do the next ceremony to honor my Inca ancestors as well as for Stewards of the Earth worldwide.

When we eventually reached Machu Picchu, the steam was rising from the valley below enveloping Huayna Picchu like a Turkish bath (right). The Inca believed that their "huacas" (sacred spaces, like churches in western nomeclature) were energetically connected with the landscape around them. They sort of mirrored the images and the contours of the mountains around them. The shot on the right is a perfect example of that. Here you have Huayna Picchu partially hidden in the cloud, and its smaller cousin of a similar shape at the forefront of the image.

At Machu Picchu itself (the city - a former Inca sanctuary), you can also see a large rock that mirrors the shape of Machu Picchu, the mountain (see the Photo Album below).

We made a few stop between the entrance gate of Machu Picchu and the Huayna Picchu trailhead at the bottom of this needle-like peak. The trail is so steep, narrow and treacherous that only 400 people are allowed on it every day. And they must do it between 7AM and 1PM. Liz had reserved online our spots in advance, but we still had to get there on time for our 10:30 AM starting slot. That's why you will hear me sounding a bit rushed in the video below when we got to acoustic chambers where we recorded the sounds of what I was hoping one day would become a "Machu Picchu choral symphony" (I have since recorded it - if you click here you can watch and listen to it).

And then we hit the trail. That's when I had another revelation - that this was the climb I am to dedicate to "my" Elizabeth. Since she cannot be with us and her body is not fit for high elevation climbing like this, her split soul sister Elizabeth - Liz will be her heart and lungs and legs. Early on on the trail, I called Elizabeth who was in Arizona at the time. We spoke briefly as I explained to her where we were and what the revelation was. Then I let the two Elizabeth's talk to each other in Spanish. You can also catch some of that in the video that follows.

And now here are now two films about our entire Machu Picchu adventure on Dec 17:

Machu Picchu, Part 1: Getting Ready to Climb Huayna Picchu (Dec 17)


And now, here's the video about our climb...

Machu Picchu, Part 2: Climbing Huayna Picchu (Dec 17)



Meeting my Trojan compadre

After we spent about 10-15 minutes resting and enjoying the view from atop Huayna Picchu, I set out to look for a suitable spot to do a ceremony. I found it in a cave on the trail to the Temple of the Moon which was closed to public. But Liz talked to the ranger who gave us a special permission to do it. Unfortunately, I do not have any visual record of it. Once again, Liz taped it using her own Sony camcorder. Which means there was no easy way for me to copy it into my Mac. Suffice it to say that even some people who had heard it from a distance commented about the beauty of it and the flute music they heard as we started to descend together.

On our way down, we also met amazingly a group of young people from Perth, Australia. They asked me to take a picture of them. Small world, considering I used to have a property in Western Australia and had to go through Perth to get there. Small world and another one of the Spirit signs, connecting us all together across the world in a build up to 12-21-12.

Farther down the mountain, Herano, the nice ranger who gave us a special dispensation to do the ceremony at that cave on top of the mountain. We bantered happily all the way down with Liz translating and quite a few other hikers eavesdropping. I told Herano the tale of Troy. And now, you can also see how I described it in an email I sent back home that evening from Cusco:

With my new friend, a fellow-Troyan warrior Herano, the gatekeeper of Huayna Picchu summit, after our climbing feat. 

Herano allowed us to do ceremony atop Huayna Picchu in front of a secluded cave which was off limits to other hikers. Then he watched me do it. 

On our descent, he caught up with Liz and me about two-thirds down the mountain. After I thanked him again for making an exception for us, I asked for his name. 

"Herano," he said and Liz echoed as she translated the conversation.

"Herano, have you ever heard of Troy?" I asked.


I asked Liz to tell Herano the immortal story of Troy. When she was finished, I said:

"Well, Herano, my friend, 3,100 years ago you and I were fellow-defenders of Troy. My name in that incarnation was Heranus. I was a warrior-priest who fought Achilles in order to figured out what his weakness was. I figure you must have been one of the Trojans who fought alongside of me."

We stopped walking momentarily to give each other a hug. I also did a short video interview with him. This picture was taken at the end of our hike.

But the story within the story is that this man climbs Huayna Picchu every day rain or shine. Because his "office" is at the top of Huayna Picchu. I don't think Herano ever needs to worry about dying of heart disease. Or lacking beauty in his life. Maybe that's why he made an exception. He must have sensed that we were there also in service of beauty and grace.

PS; Here's a shot of a Llama that greeted us on our way back out Machu Picchu.

Photo Album 1 - Machu Picchu (Dec 17)

View from my Santa Teresa hotel room

Water gushing everywhere during our ride to Electra

Aguas Calientes

Interesting natural carvings in mountain above town

Machu Picchu buses

Entrance to Machu Picchu site

Solar water mirror

Exotic gardens including Coca

Trail register - I was by far the oldest climber that day

We've done it!

With Herano, my new Trojan compadre

Machu Picchu mountain

Machu Picchu reflection in stone

Enchanting view

"Signature" Machu Picchu picture

In Cusco with Liz's son Ken who was helping me buy clothes


Here's now the second photo album composed of still shots from the over 40 videos I shot that day...

Photo Album 2 - Machu Picchu - Still Shots from Videos (Dec 17)


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