This is the third in a series of blogs describing my Initiation Rites of the Munay-Ki Peruvian Shamanic Teachings, whose name in Quechuan means I love you! For three days in a row, I have met with Diane Dunn, founder of the Paz y Luz (Peace & Light) Healing Resort in Pisac, Peru, located in the Sacred Valley, close to Machu Picchu and Cusco. In a special ceremonial room of her house, she conducted the three brief final ceremonies of the Munay-Ki Rites for me.
With me seated, eyes closed, she opened the ceremony with music softly playing in the background and the vigorous rattling of an Andean, seed-filled, gourd rattle, moved back and forth from one side of my head to the other. My brain sort of stood to attention and keenly tracked the sound as it shifted about. Then a fine spray of water blessed me as Diane placed her two hands on my shoulders and then moved the round Pi Stone from one chakra to the other. These movements were similar for each of the three Rites below:
Quoting from Diane Dunn’s book, Cusco I – The Munay-Ki Rites; Tradition, Magic, and Andean Spirituality in Peru:
EARTHKEEPER RITE – connects you to a lineage of archangels that are guardians of our galaxy. They’re reputed to have human form and to be as tall as trees. The Earthkeepers, who are stewards of all life on Earth, come under the direct protection of these archangels and can summon their power when they need to in order to bring healing and balance to any situation. The Rite of the Earthkeeper helps you learn the way of the seer, and to dream the world into being.
STARKEEPER RITE – anchors you safely to the time after the great change that is said will occur around the year 2012. According to lore, when you receive this Rite, your physical body begins to evolve into that of “homo Luninous.” The aging process is slowed down and you become resistant to diseases to which you were once vulnerable. After receiving this Rite, you may notice you no longer process events happening in your life primarily at the physical level, but rather at the Spirit level. When you receive these Rites, you acquire stewardship of the time to come and for future generations.
CREATOR RITE – connects you to the light within yourself – The Divine Source within – so you can co-create your life. It awakens your God Nature and brings the cellular realizatoin that Spirit is not only acting through you, but is you, ineffable Pure Consciousness. This Rite was not available before 2006 on the planet. Although there were individuals who attained this level of initiation and awakened their Christ or Buddha consciousness, it was not possible to transmit this Rite from one person to another until now.
Living up to its ancient reputation, the Andes are breathtakingly beautiful. A few days ago, there were filmy clouds tattering themselves on the jagged peaks above this Sacred Valley and I played with the fanciful idea that all of the passed-away, Incan generations and all of the Other-Worldly Gods and Goddesses and Star People were taking their places in this monumental stadium formed by the surrounding vertical heights. Incan farmers, centuries ago, worked the steep terraces still carved into those green walls.
Life down here in the valley, putzes along in its colorful way. Tourists flow; spiritual seekers and even a few new-age hippies, patronize the bustling markets of Pizac. Peruvian craftsmen and truly-talented weavers and artists create a gigantic variety of genuinely-high-class useful and wearable goods. I get brain-freeze every time I walk through their bazaar! I truly want it ALL! I could sure use that yummy, warm serape. I want every wall hanging, blanket or sweater and each and every cuddly alpaca fur toilet seat cover, bed throw, slippers or toy animal. The silver and enamel jewelry is magnificent!
As I walk, baffled, through this embarrassment of riches; I wish that I had a store somewhere in the States that needed to import all of this treasure. Then, I could do some serious shopping. But, the awkward truth of my situation is that:
1. Next, I will be in hot countries.
2. My luggage is already over-challenged, as is my pulling and carrying ability.
3. Warm, stylish, Alpaca sweaters don’t squish down to a small, packing size. What must I now give away in order to accommodate them? But, at $20 apiece, they are certainly earning their keep now. And, they are so colorful….. not like my frequent, dirt-disguising black outfits.
Did you happen to know?….. that the radiant reds, oranges, yellows (and maybe other shades) of the dyes in Peruvian paintings and weavings, come from the blood/inner juices of a certain small cactus bug? Yep! Squish the bug and whatever runs out makes one vibrant color. Add lemon juice and it makes another brilliant hue; add salt, and you get one more. Etc.
Who’da thunk, that a negligible insect could create such lasting glory?
Never doubt your own unrealized ability to color someone’s world with happiness. Of course, you may have to give your life’s blood to do it!!!
My last blog post described the first three Rites of my initiation into the, heretofore secret, Andean Shamanic Munay-Ki Rites. Peruvian shamans recognize that a New Age, mentioned in their prophecies five-hundred years ago, has begun with the New Millennium.
According to the book, Cusco 1: The Munay-Ki Rites – Tradition, Magic and Andean Spirituality in Peru, energy shifts are bringing destruction, confusion and great changes to people, worldwide. “It is time to expand our consciousness and amplify our awareness so we don’t feel lost and confused. There are many Beings and Forces in the Unseen World assisting us at this time and the energy transmissions from the Muany-Ki Rites act as codes to awaken our inner knowing. Thus, the time has come for the secret shamanic teachings to spread throughout the many world civilizations via awakened souls of all backgrounds.”
Diane Dunn, founder of Paz y Luz Healing and Conference Center, in Pisac, Peru; and author of the above book, states that this dynamic period is the beginning of a new Golden Age, when these teaching can be brought out of the high Andean mountain fastness and shared. “The stability we seek at such a time can best be found inside ourselves and in our connection with the unseen world.”
Ten days ago, when I arrived at Paz y Luz Resort, I had never heard of Munay-Ki. I had fond memories of my visit here in 2009, when I’d experienced a particularly excellent vision during a shaman-led, Ayahuasca ceremony; but this time, my experience was to be different. First, if you want to meet fellow seekers and the spiritually-open and energized; I suggest that you seek out similar places in the world. Wonderful friendships and conversations abound. Admittedly, I often do find such connections in hostels all over the world, but in the Sacred Valley of Peru, this is absolutely going to happen! I always jump in with two feet!
Thus, when I read Diane’s description of Munay-Ki and realized that she would leave in a few days to travel Europe, leading workshops on the subject; I prevailed upon her to take me on as a student for the first phase of this two-step Initiation. My previous post described Day One’s three Rites. Now, I will present the three that I experienced today; with the final three for a future post. All of the following were administered while I was seated in a chair, eyes closed, in Diane’s upstairs ceremonial room, listening to soft Peruvian Pan Pipe music. Diane moved about me, shaking the rattle, placing her hands on my shoulders or chakras and speaking soft words. The following descriptions are quotes from her book.
“SEER RITE – installs filaments of light extending from your visual cortex in the back of your head to your third eye and heart center. This installation awakens your ability to perceive the invisible world, to see and know with your heart and your intuition.
DAYKEEPER RITE – is an energetic transmission that connects you to a lineage of shaman from the past. The Daykeepers were the masters of the ancient stone altars found in sacred places throughout the world, from Stonehenge to Machu Picchu. The Daykeeper is able to call on the powers of these ancient altars to heal and bring balance to the world.
According to lore, the Daykeepers called on the sun to rise each morning and set each evening; made sure humans were in harmony with Mother Earth (Pachamama) and honored the ways of the feminine. The Daykeepers were the midwives who attended births and deaths, as well as being herbalists and traditional healers. They were generally women and were knowledgeable about the ways of the feminine earth. This initiation begins the process of healing your inner feminine, and helps you to step beyond fear and to practice peace.
WISDOMKEEPER RITE – helps you to step outside of time and taste infinity. The legends say the ancient wisdom resides in the high mountains. The ice-covered peaks were revered as places of power, just as other mountains around the world, from Mt Sinai to Mt. Fuji, to Mt Olympus, have been honored as places where humans meet the divine. The lineage of Wisdomkeepers consists of medicine men and women from the past who defeated death and stepped outside of time.”
The various effects of these Initiations will be subtle; just as the time of seed-planting is subtle. Over time, individuals report amazing things occurring within themselves. Or perhaps, amazing things that happen outside of themselves, but seem to be related. Diane Dunn, for instance, met Christer, the love of her life, just a few days after receiving the Munay-Ki in 2007. Such results are never the reason that one partakes in such ceremony; but it is wise to remain vigilant to pick up on the possible effects. One feeling that I particularly value is the opportunity to join in with the ancient and indigenous teachings of some very wonderful and spiritual native Peruvian earth keepers, here at the Time of The End. It’s not so much for my own personal advancement, although that too; as it is for participation of elevating the vibrations of the planet during a very crucial time in our evolution.
I am in some sort of a current now; be it a rushing river or a slow, strong, ocean tidal pull. It takes me where it will. Surely, the ebb and flow has been responsible for my two complete circumnavigations of the planet. I then, rode a wave of impulse down the length of South America, for a fourth time; spending almost half a year in Uruguay before returning to the Sacred Valley, close to Machu Picchu, and Cusco, Peru. Here, I knew to stay awhile…. letting my soul catch up with my body, as the saying goes.
And, sure enough! Something important was waiting here for my discovery. Something that you and I have never heard of; and could never have known that we needed. Through a fortunate accident of timing, I came to Paz y Luz Guest, Healing and Conference Center, before its founder, Diane Dunn, left for her speaking tour of Europe.
Thus, I am able to receive from her, the nine special Initiation Rites of a type of shamanic training, known as the Munay-Ki. In the Andean Quechua language, Munay means Love. Therefore, Munay-Ki means “I love you!”
Anciently, such traditions were protected in the highest Andean mountain reaches, where Q’ero shamans fled to escape Spanish Conquistadors, and knowledge was passed down only to long-serving apprentices within their own culture. However, this millennium was seen as a turning point in human history; as it is in societies all over the globe. Suddenly, old prophecies applied!
It was time to share these sacred ceremonies with awakened others, no matter what their background. The Munay-Ki Rites are the codes for the new human, delivered in the form of energetic transmissions and they help develop a new architecture in the body’s luminous energy field. In less than a decade, through a form of “each one, teach one,” the nine steps of this Rite have been performed on more than 500,000 people, worldwide; enabling them to become co-creators of a world they are dreaming into being. A world connected by the Power of Love.
In three different, half-hour sessions, Diane is introducing my body to layers of Shamanic Rites: the Foundation; the Lineage and the Rites to Come. If I should wish to pass on this ability to others; I’ll return someday and go through another three-day training, just as simple as these introductory rites have been. Let me describe them to you.
Yesterday, at 10:00 a.m., I took a seat in Diane’s upstairs, ceremonial room; closed my eyes, while Peruvian Pipe music created goosebumps within me and she alerted my consciousness with the shaking of a special rattle. Then, she put her hands on my shoulders and moved a doughnut-shaped, Pi stone to strategic places on my body, while I breathed deeply. First in the Foundation Rites, came the Healer Rite. I will quote from Diane Dunn’s book: “Cusco, The Munay-Ki Rites; Tradition, Magic and Andean Spirituality in Peru.”
1. HEALER RITE– (seated) Connects you to a lineage of shamans from the past who come and assist in your personal healing, offering tremendous spiritual assistance. These luminous beings work during your meditation and sleep time to heal the wounds of the past and of your ancestors.
2. BANDS OF POWER RITE – (which I stood to receive) These consist of five energetic bands representing earth, water, fire, air and pure light. These bands are activated in the luminous energy field and act as filters, breaking down into one of the five elements any heavy energy that comes your way; so that this energy can feed your body instead of making you toxic or ill. Once activated, the Bands of Power are always “on.” In a world filled with fear, the bands provide essential protection.
3. HARMONY RITE – (for which I lay on my back) plants seven archetypes into your chakras:
- The first,root chakra, at the base of the spine, The Serpent.
- The second,sacral chakra, the lower abdomen, The Jaguar/Puma
- The third, solar plexus chakra, the upper abdomen, The Hummingbird
- The fourth, heart chakra, just above the heart, The Eagle/Condor
- The fifth, throat chakra, at the throat, The Keeper of the Lower World, the unconscious
- The sixth, third eye chakra, forehead, The Feathered Serpent, our waking world
- The seventh crown chakra, top of the head, The Protector of the Upper World, our super-conscious
After this simple ceremony, I walked along the river into the small, nearby town of Pisac, just ten minutes from Paz y Luz. Pondering my new helpers in life, I welcomed them all into my body. Interestingly, during two different periods of long airline flights, I had already designated myself as a hummingbird and an American Eagle. Somewhere up ahead, I’d vowed to become The Condor.
Now, they had all “come home to roost,” so to speak! That felt very natural.
My next blog post will describe the Seer Rite; The Daykeeper Rite and the Wisdomkeeper Rite, which I experienced this morning. For more information about Paz y Luz, see www.pazyluz.com
This is a repeat of a post on this website in March. But, I have added a vital illustration… a picture of the map that I use in this constant survey I am taking as I travel around the world. Perhaps, it will make the claim much clearer and easier to understand.
For five long years, during two around-the-world solo trips, I’ve carried a laminated page from my Hammond World Atlas book. This “testing page” is always in my backpack; ready to be pulled out in a hostel or gathering of locals and fellow travelers. Not only is it an excellent icebreaker but more importantly, it’s a personal quest to find even one human being who has noticed the uncanny fact that the South American Andean Mountain Chain resembles the human spine. I couldn’t believe that I was the only one who had ever noticed this amazing fact! But so it seemed!
I have literally interviewed hundreds of people; if not thousands, including huge numbers of South American residents. And none had ever seen this obvious truth! My first “victim” was a Brazilian Geologist, whom I met in Medellin, Colombia. Surely, this professional map-reading expert had spotted the similarity many years ago. But no! He was my first gobsmacked student for whom I soon became the Rorschach Interpreter. Another suspected shoo-in was a Peruvian Geography teacher. Not a clue! Year after year, I have asked….. and no one has answered! Never did I find one human being who could recognize a slightly-hunchbacked skeleton in the snow-capped mountains tracing an unbroken ridge through Colombia, Ecuador, Peru, Bolivia, Argentina and Chile. It seems so obvious to me and conclusive proof is reflected in the Sacrum/Coccyx area, where Chile and Argentina taper to an exact rendition of a tailbone.
You can check any topographical map of the Patagonian east coast, from Golfo San Jorge down to the Straits of Magellan in Tierra del Fuego, and compare that with a Chiropractic profile of the spine, to become convinced of the similarity yourself! Naturally, the newly-initiated will inevitably introduce others to this new understanding. At least, they say they will. Over and over, on planes, trains and buses; on Nile Feluccas; in Siberian hostels and homestays, and naturally, in every corner of North and South America, I was the Pied Piper of our planetary vertebrae.
Not once! Nunca! Nada de Nada! Never! Never! Never….. did anyone do anything but shake their head and let out a long “Oh. My. God! You’re right!”
Never, that is, until a big, handsome movie and television Producer, George Burdeau, of the Blackfeet Nation, Montana, and Santa Fe, New Mexico, sat at dinner recently, and calmly said: “Yes, of course! My Tribe has always believed that the Andes was the backbone of the planet! Did you know, also, that every organ of the body can be found, replicated in the land formations of North America?” and then he calmly buttered another piece of bread. “Every Native American Indian child knows this!” George Burdeau, Santa Fe Media Ranch, Santa Fe, New Mexico is the first human whom I have encountered to have recognized this fact. In all my random surveying; in all my world walking and talking….I had not gone to ask the Pikuni, the true native name for those original custodians of the land, whom the White World has nicknamed Blackfeet Indians.
I will always carry my tattered wisdom test and continue my dog and pony show; but when I really want to know anything; I’ll go north to Montana and ask “The Real People.” What a relief to know I’m not alone! Meanwhile, I intend to sit down with George and all my maps, so he can teach me about the country I grew up in. Especially, the other spinal column that he speaks of, hidden in the Rocky Mountains. I always thought that that skeleton was the horse, which my “Guy” below, was riding. But, he swears it’s human. I can’t wait to see that new Rorschach picture, which I haven’t yet been able to discern. But, sure enough, there’s the coccyx, dead-ending at the Panama Canal!
Just like the famous Nazca Lines in Peru, you might wonder what the purpose might be in such deliberate unseen design. Well, let’s be practical! If you were cruising over in a spaceship, wouldn’t you appreciate a soup can label? “Dominate species? Humanoid! Let’s just fly on by!”
At the risk of being long-winded here, I’d like to include the blog post I wrote on February 12, 2009, during my four-month exploration of the Andes. I had announced that I was determined to “perform Chiropractic” on the spine of the planet and was very deliberately banging my boot soles on the cobblestones; and, mindfully, dancing in the shower or the rain. I certainly hope that helped. It may be a little too early to tell!
THE SPINAL COLUMN OF THE PLANET
Before I left home, I decided to see what I could do with this amazing similarity of South America to the human spinal column as I I traveled between Colombia and Patagonia. I obtained a Chiropractic diagram of the spinal cord, outlining all of the nerves as they pass through each vertebrae to the organs which they serve. Then I, arbitrarily, divided the Andean Cordillera into twenty-seven vertebral chunks and marked up my larger folding map, so that I could tell “which nerve I was on” at any given time.
My hope was to pick the brains of the people I met down here to get their input on this amazing coincidence.
1. The C-1 nerve, serving the human brain, is located at the top of the neck. What illegal product, affecting what organ, is Colombia famous for?
2. The Amazon Rainforest is generally spoken of as the “Lungs of the Planet” because of the oxygen exchange performed by so many tree leaves. This jungle fills the Chest/Breast of South America in the Thoracic region containing nerves for the lungs.
3. Cusco, Peru, near Machu Picchu, was founded by Manco, the Incan Emperor, who stated that this was the Bellybutton (Navel) of the world. Well, at least it’s opposite the east coast region of the umbilicus, which might be imagined to sit below the large breast of Brazil.
4. Lake Titicaca, is one of only a few massive inland, freshwater lakes, navigable by large ships. How interesting that it sits right in the bladder’s nerve area!
5. Everybody knows about the metal mining and the acres and acres of salt flats in Western Bolivia, where the train runs endlessly across white land. Kidney nerves are there and that’s the organ which removes salt and minerals from our blood.
6. The tip end of the continent, near Punta Arenas and Tierra del Fuego, forms a perfect sacrum and coccyx, which mirrors exactly the profile of an actual spine.
I’ve had some good conversations with locals along the way. No one seems to have thought of this similarity before. And nothing comes up in a Google search. Right now, I’m sitting in the T-3 vertebrae, where the nerves affecting the lungs and bronchial areas are; and I’m dealing with a chest cold and cough. Maybe I should blame the cold, 4800 meter Cotopaxi Volcano mountain which I climbed a week or two ago. It’s time to stop and leave this open-to-the-street internet, too full of auto exhaust; which one must get used to very quickly in these cities with narrow lanes and high building walls. All gases get breathed in by each of us poor humans, just trying to exist without enough rainforest to process all these toxins.
For the next thirty days, I’ll be living a very spiritual, upscale life at the Healing & Meditation Center, Paz y Luz (Peace & light), in the small town of Pisac, Peru. Yesterday, I taxied from Cusco over hairpin-turn, single-lane highways through the breathtaking Andes Mountains, descending in elevation to a green, river valley cloistering a lovely, red-roofed, adobe settlement.
This town is most unusual because it’s almost like a compact barracks with street/sidewalks or sidewalk/streets intersecting….. four blocks by four blocks. If every shop and entry yard were closed, there would be nothing but flat walls and wooden doors and Pisac would merely amount to a stone labyrinth. But, when the town is open for business, colorful displays and gentle hawkers lure you into their tiny, colorful shops, bursting with art and artifacts; as well as the normal hardware and haberdashery of life. Organic restaurants and health food stores specialize in Peru’s ancient use of plant medicine. The main grocery store serves as the town banking and money exchange center and the clerk was knowledgeable, efficient and honest in changing my dollars to Peruvian Soles. It’s astounding to me, the role that vibrant color and high quality alpaca and llama products play in the everyday lives of the people. They wear oranges reds, yellows, greens and blues in happy profusion; just as they weave then into wall-hangings and carpet bags. Color and music give the heart quality of the Peruvian people away. Shy modesty, at first, could fool an observer; but there’s a sweet and innocent sparkle ready to break into a beaming smile with the least encouragement. My retreat is a $1.00 Tuk-tuk taxi ride from town, or a dusty hike. My modern, single, ensuite room costs $25 per night under my long-term arrangement. I can buy breakfast for $3 or dinner for $10, at the on-site restaurant; plus. there are many restaurants within walking distance; as well as a complete, fireplace-equipped kitchen/lounge where I can cook my own meals. I have come way up in the world from my usual $11 – $17 hostel bunk rooms, and I am ready for it. Paz y Luz conducts Yoga Retreats and week-long sessions on spiritual and healing subjects. Also available are massage and crystal work, cleansing and detoxification, plus San Pedro and Ayahuasca Ceremonies. In business since 2000, this Center attracts small groups from all over the world throughout the year. I get to plan my own routine, or simply bask in the beauty of the place; while privately recuperating from high altitude, chilly weather and hard traveling, writing and working in The Sacred Valley, so close to Machu Picchu.
After five months in the same city – Montevideo, Uruguay, I’m now five days out on the world trail again in Lima, Peru; preparing to re-explore the Andes. I’m staying in PuriWasi Hostel, climbing 36 steps merely to access the main floor and then another 24, to achieve the rooftop terrace, where breakfast is served…. and Happy Hour, too; should I choose to attend.
I sleep in a very comfortable, lower bunk bed within an 8-bed mixed dorm, behind a light-blocking screen made up of sarongs, jackets and towels, tucked under the upper mattress, as I usually do. The bathroom is a way down the hall. This is a quiet hostel in a quiet city. It’s very comfortable here.
I still make friends as easily as I ever have. Last night, I went to Haiti (the restaurant’s name) with two guys from Brooklyn, one of whom had just finished building a skateboard park in Bolivia.
I breakfasted with a French Astrophysicist, A British English Language Professor, and a Danish medical graduate student. Everyone has a fascinating story, like the Argentine student just off the Trans-Siberian Express. I slide into this life effortlessly. But, I did have one new experience: a local proposed to me! A lonely widower urged me to settle down here with him. Needless to say….
I slide into this traveling life effortlessly. Tomorrow, I’ll be crossing the Andes in a bus; the Astrophysicist will be deep in the Amazon in Iquitos; and the guys I had dinner with last night will be back in the asphalt jungles of New York City. And Manny… will still be looking for the Right Woman!
And yet, none of us rush through friendship. Long, slow conversations are possible; comparing notes on countries and comparing travel plans; as if they are beaded necklaces placed side by side. I’ve just been where they are going and vice versa. This is a natural life and it networks along, effortlessly, here in the hostels of the world. As I suppose it always has.
Trade routes and desert caravans; stagecoach inns and boarding houses have long existed. But, back then, it was simply a profession that admitted one to their grungy halls. Always male; mostly young and strong. Certainly, no one like me! Nowadays though, the nomadic heart is younger than ever; but it’s still casually persistent and unapologetic. It grabs the graduate student, after or during their pricey education. It delays marriage and childbirth among the eligible for that. Many couples find it easy to have it all; traveling together, savoring whole countries as their home. It skims the cream off of settled life and I’m testament to the fact that this is no mere summer storm. This is a profession! All else adapts!
And yet… it is still only the corridor to some Region Yet Unfound! Maybe that’s what it takes to calm the restless heart?