“The night Isadora was initiated into the world of fairies….”

One enchanted evening long ago in a place far, far away Isadora was crossing the threshold into another reality of which she had only seen glimpses…

As fate would have it, Isadora and her friend Whoopsie were actually  wandering home after a long night of conferring  with inner demons and angels during a powerful ceremony in the middle of the Amazonian jungle.  Still somewhat woozy from the strong brew of which they had partook, they now had understanding that had not been present just a few hours earlier.  They had traveled a long way here together for healing and insight about what was to come next for each of these two young wild women.  

It was warm and foggy as they  negotiated the jungle foliage late this night.  The path was overgrown and a little muddy.  Although they had laid banana leaves on the squishiest of the puddles earlier in the day in preparation for their eventual journey back to the hut, the path was indeed cumbersome.  

It was the dark moon.  And maybe just before the sun was to make an appearance that day… that time between dusk and dawn when the veil is not only thin but reality is dubious.  

The beam of light from Isadora’s small flashlight caught the essence of something shimmery just ahead.  Yes, a shimmering of sorts was appearing before their wide gaping eyes.  And then, all of a sudden… THERE SHE WAS….weaving in and out of leaves large and small… maneuvering in a less than straight line but not so erratic that they could not follow along, desperately looking through the small ray of light upon which would soon reveal… in actual physical existence… a Real Fairy.  She could be nothing less.  

When they caught up to her, she halted in mid-flight for only a moment in time, turned in a flash and flew straight into Isadora’s face, right where the third eye is located in the center of her forehead, vanishing on contact.  Isadora gasped and cried out in awe.  What was only an instant earlier… a glittering, iridescent hint of greens and purples, wings and sparkles, had dematerialized in plain sight.  

Although reality was questionable, this WAS happening.  It was true.  She knew it with all of her being.  Besides, if there is more than one witness, it cannot therefore be an hallucination!

This affected Isadora on a profoundly deep level.  She would never forget this experience and saw her life was Awakening to the Magic.  Why…she pondered… if there really are fairies, what other magic have we yet to see?  She, from that day forward, wore a small colorful bindi on her third eye to remind her of the gift she had received that night.  For she knew beyond the shadow of a doubt that she now possessed this Fairy Essence within her and vowed to share the Magic with others wherever she went…

Full Moon in Macchu Picchu

 There are not enough words to describe the energy in this amazing place. Although I only spent two days in this ancient city, I somehow felt as though I had always been here. All I can say is, this is place worth the effort to come and experience for yourself. This energy is real. Are there 426 places to buy hats, bags, and "Macchu Picchu" shot glasses? Well of course there are. But there is also something very real here as well. 

After a thrilling walk all through every sacred nook and cranny of the ruins of Macchu Picchu, we enjoyed another lovely meal of "veggie pizza" at the Inka Wasi restaurant.

 If you are just now joining me, you will not get the humor of the term "veggie pizza" which translates to, no Spanish necessary, round white bread with cheese. The best part about dinner in this highly-decorated restaurant was the amazingly beautiful and slightly comical art (think Jesus at the last supper with his 14, yes... fourteen friends...with two fingers forming a peace sign) and all the Inkan rulers plastered all over the walls.  And last but certainly not least.... A great band with almost enough room to dance to...

After dinner a few of us walked up to the thermal hot baths (the town IS called Aguas Caliente after all...) and had a healing ceremony under the light of the full moon. Wow was that powerful. Floating around, head mostly submerged, in mineral rich warm water (sure it smells like sulphur...what do you want, flowers?) while bells are continuously ringing under the water.... 

Yep, I am pretty sure I left the planet for a while. 

Ceremony with the Q'ero Indians

This evening I was honored to be a part of a  "despacho" ceremony with two Q'ero Indians. It lasted about two hours and involved many blessings to "Pachamama" (Mother Earth) using coca leaves, "agua de florida", and lots of little packages of local grains, seeds, and various other accoutrements. After all the goodies were put into a beautiful little bundle and wrapped in white paper and a "mesa" cloth, we were each blessed again by the Q'ero elders. It was a powerful  ceremony that I will not soon forget. I am so grateful to be surrounded by this amazing healing energy. 

The Ceremony Stick

The Ceremony Spirit Stick is a very powerful wand. She is here to help us in our everyday ceremony of gratitude.
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