What do You Do When You Are Broke And The Earth Needs You?
It was around the time of the Solstice and I had various signs and synchronizations that I HAD to be on the island of the sun, known to the ancient natives that still run the Island as the Birth Place of the Sun.
This tribe is definitely a left behind collective of old Native American Consciousness and has Lumerian symbolic and methodology throughout their shamanic practices.
Even more so, there are fossilized 'human" bone that make up important structure in the temple. The pelvic bone of a woman is used as a shadow maker in one of the temples. As the suns rays get blocked by this structure at different times of the day and parts of the year the shadows make animal shapes on an alter table.
They are very sophisticated human healing technology as well as training grounds to plug into like a socket or outlet and charge yourself up with energy. The Technology is intense.
So What is With The Bone?
It was two days before the solstice and I was pretty, knowing I would need the money I had for when I got back and would start doing more paying work. I knew I would make money when I came back, I was coming out of a long service cycle connected with the birth of my daughter so it was good.
About that, I as well had yet to find a person to watch my daughter for me. But I had no tension, I knew it was all going to come together. And it did...
At the last minute my friend Marisol, who runs a massage center, got her English classes canceled and agreed to watch the baby. My other friend Selva had two tickets to Bolivia and was using her second with her boy friend who at the last minute couldn't go... so there I was, with all logic saying I should be working for money for my baby getting on a bus with less than $80 on my way to Bolivia. I might add for an American the Visa to enter Bolivia is $155 so my net value was like 1/2th the cost of the visa. I wasn't worried, my shamanic abilities had gotten me through much more difficult situations when the Earth was calling on me.
The first pass through the border went pretty well but for some reason the tickets got messed up. You have to travel from Cuzco to Puno and then in Puno you get on a new Bus to Copacabana in Bolivia. When we got to Puno for some reason I was put on a different bus than my friend Selva. I was like... "Okay"
So we went out to watch the sunrise over the magnificent Lake Titicaca before splitting up, sure to meet again once in Copacabana. We watched as the sun rose over the great expanse of the largest lake at the highest altitude in the world and I left Selva to Meditate on her own as my bus was scheduled to leave before her own.
The Bus to Bolivia was a completely different story than the bus to Puno... I went from being the only "foreigner" to looking like I might actually be the only Peruvian. This left me feeling a lot better about my chances of border crossing without any problems... I dressed in clothes I thought wouldn't stand out in to little or two big a way, jeans and a black jacket. I really needed to make this trip happen.
I actually had a third motive for making the trip, my visa for Peru had expired a few weeks before and I was thus illegal. Each day past your visa counts as $1 USD you have to pay when you leave the country. I was about 12 days over and again my total cash was about twenty bucks.
When I got to the Peruvian Side of the border I managed to work the situation, Shaman Style. There was a clearly tourist girl in the line a couple of people ahead of me. She didn't speak Spanish but she was having problems due to her thinking her visa was 90 days... but it was actually only 30. She therefore owed about $45 dollars to leave the country.
Since she wasn't speaking and the border patrol officials weren't speaking any English I took advantage of the situation to not only get ahead quite a few people in line but also make myself look like a good Samaritan in front of the border control.
The tactic worked Quite Well.
I succeeded in making the agents feel like they had done a good job in getting their country money by explaining to the girl where she had to go to pay the $45 and what they were actually talking about. The whole situation, with me translating took about 15 minutes and after I just made myself next in line... the agent hardly even looked at my passport as he stamped it, officially signing me out of the country. The first phase, avoiding paying the $12 of my $20 of late visa fees was successfully avoided.
We were then all advised to walk across the border and do what we had to do on the Bolivian side of immigrations... and then we would be let back on the bus. I have learned, through experience, that the best way to break law is to casually break the law in front of the law men like you were doing nothing wrong.
So once on the Bolivian side I followed the masses towards the control check point, veered off to the money exchange spot, exchanged some money and then linked back in with the first people leaving the check point after getting their papers stamped. I then hung out talking with two people, sitting right in front of the Bolivian Military Border Police Headquarters. Casually talking about the Island of the sun and how lucky the people were to be heading towards there for the solstice.
Soon enough of our bus had gone through customs that they opened the doors to let people back in. I made another loop around the vicinity to buy some crackers and got back on the bus. 15 minutes later we were heading off to Copacabana.
Once in Copacabana I was looking for my friend without success. I still had my $20 so I bought the $5 ticket to the island of the sun and about $5 of food. I knew I would be there two or three days and would then have to get a bus ticket back so I was doing it all based on pure faith.
FAITH IS POWERFUL.
On the hour boat ride to the island I managed to talk up a group of 4 people who were meeting the island for the first time themselves about the solstice and the importance of the work that needed to be done with it and how they could get involved if they wanted. I gave them enough information for them to rightfully be very excited about the timing the just managed to be going to The Island of the Sun. Two of them didn't even know it was the Solstice and none of them knew it was used by the Inca and Pre-Inca Empire for very important Solstice ceremonies.
I ended up hanging with them the first day, checking out a small portion of the island and graciously accepting their invitation to food and drink. During this time I had seen my friend Selva on the Island and she had gotten a cheap room at a hostel with an amazing view... well basically the entire island was an amazing view... but this one faced the rising sun so it seemed fit for the winter solstice, the birth of the new sun and new year in the birth place of the sun.
She paid for her room and the guy put my bag in a cheaper room under hers. We then went and decided to relax for the afternoon. It was the day before the solstice and I knew I would be up at 4 am the latest the next day so I was cool for relaxing.
As we were heading back to the hostel I saw the group of four I had been talking with on the boat. I decided to join them for diner, hey they invited me. Selva said she was tired and wanted to head back to the Hostel.
Diner turned into a few drinks and about 2 hours waiting for the food. By the time we had finished eating and talking it was well past midnight. On an island of such small population and tourism based around the ruins and spirituality... Everything was shut down.
I wasn't exactly sure what to do so I headed back to the Hostel Selva was at. The place was completely black but my room was open and my bags still there. No one seemed around and though I hadn't paid yet, I needed a place to sleep. I immediately feel into a deep sleep.
At probably quarter to four in the morning I woke up sharply. I had heard there was a temple of the sun on the south eastern side of the island and though I had not found it the day before, which would have been smart, I went out with a determination to begin the New Fire Ceremony for right before Sunrise in this Temple. Unfortunately I was mal informed and the Temple of the sun was actually on the completely other end of the Island but it made for some interesting events.
I found myself again, jumping 6 foot ledges in the dark, climbing walls to unknown property trying to find where I had thought I was told this temple was located. I continued for an hour and a half without any luck and the best place I found that most resembled a temple was actually someone's house. As I knew Sunrise was approaching I decided to just head down to the beach and get myself on the most eastern part of the island to do the fire... as I knew it had to be done with the rising sun.
Getting there I ended up finding an amazing cave which 'coincidentally' was basically directly below the mountain top where the natives did there fire ceremony to the rising solstice sun. I found this out later when I met with the four people who had listened to my wisdom on the boat and my advice about how they should do a fire ceremony for the rising solstice sun.
They had gone to the mountain top where I had showed them and linked up with a group of natives performing their ceremony and had a great time. As my purpose is to actually destroy all old methods of doing things to make space for new consciousness to enter our global collective I was being guided to avoid all the native ceremonies with all the works I was doing. I wasn't specifically intending it but I was following my heart intuition and like always with intuition... you understand the meaning and logic behind it afterward.
After I finished my fire ceremony I managed to climb up the mountain and end up right in the backyard of the Hostel I stayed at. No one seemed around so I quietly made my bed, gathered my things and left. I didn't feel too bad about not paying as I was there solely for the purpose of doing direct work for the Great Earth Mother.
In the Next addition I'll out line how to perform works for the earth to give her back energy that we as humans have been taking for too long and too much without the proper giving to match the taking.
