Sallustani Pre-Inca
Cemetery
As we begin our journey
towards the ancient pre-inca peoples cemetery, Sallustani,
As I lay in the middle of the round sacred space fenced with stones, with it's entrance looking north-west, dividing the day from the night, the good from the bad, the dead from the living, a place which represents the connection between the upper, middle, and lower worlds, the future, the present and the past, a place which could have been used as an astronomical calendar and for performing sacred rituals and sacrifices, I connect with this ground. I embrace this energy and I accept the unity of life, while fantasizing about what else could have happened on this enclosed sight, like lovers meeting at sunset or under the moonlight, making vows to each other.
As I lay in the middle of the round sacred space fenced with stones, with it's entrance looking north-west, dividing the day from the night, the good from the bad, the dead from the living, a place which represents the connection between the upper, middle, and lower worlds, the future, the present and the past, a place which could have been used as an astronomical calendar and for performing sacred rituals and sacrifices, I connect with this ground. I embrace this energy and I accept the unity of life, while fantasizing about what else could have happened on this enclosed sight, like lovers meeting at sunset or under the moonlight, making vows to each other.
It is unique and
elevating, I feel my soul balancing with the mountain, with the 4000m
altitude, with the spirits who roam around and about me. I could stay
here forever... but let me move on, let me store this mystical energy
within me and continue my journey, as I do. Elevated, floating like a
cloud, I glance at the beauty of lake Umayo, located at the top, and
humbly but passionately appreciate the most beautiful sight I have
ever seen.
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