I was in my dining room, sorting out bills, when the phone rang. It was a dear friend. “I’m just looking into booking a ticket to Lima, do you want to come?" It was 2006 and I had recently retired from work at a bank and was looking for things to do. I called my New York boyfriend and left a message. “I’m going to Peru!”
In two days we were off and tour guides hired. What a thrill! I had always dreamed of going to Peru, knowing I had a spiritual home there to be discovered, uncovered, and analyzed. What would my insights be this time? Having researched Peru and its connection to the Pleiades star system, I knew the significance of Lake Titicaca, Cusco, and Machu Pichu. My own connection to the Pleiades has been strong since I took Reiki classes. During the first class, I saw myself walking on another plane of existence among Greek-like columns. There were beings in long white robes walking about a beautiful rectangular pool. Crystals sparkled at a water fountain. I discovered that I had been transported to the Pleiades star cluster, to Alcyone, a place of golden Light, and it is my home for 500 years when I return. My first Reiki class also happened to coincide with the Harmonic Convergence in August of 1987.
The Harmonic Convergence of 1987 was an event that shifted the general vibration of our planet and awakened many people, according to author, Jose Arguelles, who organized this world-wide event. He presented it as a “foretaste” of December 21st, 2012 and felt it would be a lead-up to the major galactic alignment that would take place in 2012, the end of the Mayan calendar. Jose invited people to gather together to meditate and perform ceremonies over several days in August that year. The Harmonic Convergence was on the 17th and 18th of August, at which time a rare planetary alignment was also taking place. If many people gathered at this time to send thoughts about higher vibrational energies being anchored into the Earth and her people, it would create a powerful doorway into the consciousness of the human race.
I thought about the Inca and my Incan connections as I packed a light bag and backpack—a few clothes that would travel well, some wool sweaters for the cool high altitude places we would be staying at and visiting. Oma, my friend’s Mom, took us to Pearson Airport in Toronto, and my girlfriend and I were soon on a plane headed to Lima, Peru.
We acclimatized in Lima for two days at an altitude of 5080 feet and then boarded a plane for Cusco, altitude 10,800 feet, to the city that sits in the sacred valley of the Incas. Just saying “Cusco” conjured up intense and startling feelings within me, for I knew that I was again coming home to a former native land.
As we flew over, I recalled a past female life experience as an Inca, being a “child of the sun”. I had a feeling it was an important Inca life in which I was a prominent, powerful individual, a priestess, seer, but I only received a quick flash and then it was gone. During the experience, I felt that in some way I led the people of my area to greater heights and prosperity. Could the prosperity be potato-related? Have I long had a connection to “solanium tuberosum”, the potato? Is it why Monka, also known as Viracocha appeared to me with news about a cancer healing diet that included a focus on the potato, watermelon, wheat and wild greens? Peru is the home of the potato, solanium tuberosum. The Inca said that when the children of the sun emerged from the sacred doorways between worlds or dimensions (portals), they stepped into dawn on a Summer Solstice morning. As they did so, they were showered by fertile golden Light. Only then did they become Inca, which means “illuminated ones”. The Inca have always been known as “Children of the Sun”.
We landed and our tour guides were at the airport to meet us and take us to our B&B. Goosebumps pre-empted unpacking my bags in the funky, colorful bed and breakfast my friend and I were staying at, sharing a room with only a small table and bunk beds. Despite the modest bedroom, the courtyard was beautiful, with numerous lush exotic plants, little benches here and there, and a colorful, cozy breakfast nook. I felt excited to be there and was immediately at home in this sacred valley. It felt calm and peaceful and I felt timeless, expansive, and wide awake. Our guides had rented a new SUV, and usually three of them accompanied us. They all worked for a well-known tour company, but were taking lucky us about in between their scheduled tours.
When we arrived at the massive site locals call Ollanta, but is the ruined city of Ollyantaytambo, surrounded by mountains, near the Urubamba River, in another sacred valley near Cusco, I began walking in the shoes of the Inca. The ground, Mother Earth, drew me in and entering the temple on the high place felt like an initiation site. 'Araqhama is bordered to the west by Cerro Bandolista, a steep hill on which the Incas, my ancestors, also built a ceremonial center. The part of the hill facing the town is occupied by the terraces of Pumatallis, framed on both flanks by huge rock outcrops. Due to impressive character of these terraces, the Temple Hill is commonly known as the Fortress, however, this is a misnomer as the main functions of this site I felt were religious. The main access to the ceremonial center is a series of stairways that climb to the top of the terrace complex. At this point, the site is divided into three main areas: the Middle sector, directly in front of the terraces; the Temple sector, to the south; and the Funerary sector, to the north. The temple sector is built out of cut and fitted stones in contrast to the other two sectors of Temple Hill which are made out of field stones.
Accessed via a stairway that ends on a terrace, I climbed up to sit near the Ten Niches, a one room building. As I sat and waited for the intuition to kick in I felt the presence of an Incan king. Behind me there was a open space which holds the Carved Seat and several unfinished monumental walls. Exiting this space I came upon the main structure, another Temple of the Sun. Beside me was the wall of Six Monoliths. Again I sat to contemplate while the sun God beamed, and poured out his strength.
I felt this to also be an astronomical site and spaceship landing pad as well as a temple.
We were soon off to explore Sacsayhuaman, another ancient site of undetermined use by archaeologists and others, but I immediately knew it was another huge ceremonial ground, created by beings from other stars—Venusians. The gigantic blocks of stone fit together like those of the Great Pyramids in Egypt, perfectly. Only galactic beings with higher knowledge of geomancy could create something so perfect and move these gigantic stones!
In my small hotel room that evening, reflecting, I felt like this journey was a home coming. I was part of the land. Peru's mountains, Apus spirits continuously spoke and reminded me of my star home that can be directly accessed from these temples in Peru.