~ Mona Rain Journal…March 2013, Cuzco, Peru ~
“Maestro, I am hearing the Chaskas (star energies) asking us to journey with them!”
He looked at me, puzzled. “No, no Monita, we will be too cold!’
“But, Maestro, I hear them strongly,” I said.
Again he looked … with precision, through the dimensions, and replied, “Ok, we will see then, Monita. I will ask.”
Later that night, I was awakened from a deep sleep… 2:30 am. Without question, I arose, put on my heavy coat and scarf and went into the gardens to be with the stars. I was alone at the casa, no other guests, only the night attendant asleep in his room. I marveled at how the starlight and moonlight sparkled on each flower, on each plant as it stretched to kiss the lunar lighting. The interchange of energies that I instantly became a part of. As I walked and listened I began to pray, to each part of the garden, into the walls of the casa, and to each part of the night sky. I was thanking and blessing it all, especially my pilgrimage and my Maestro for all of their gifts.
Nearly an hour had passed, I was feeling the cold, but went to the fountain to pray one last time. It was there that I received my message. I was flooded with emotion, with the sheer beauty and silence around me, above me, and the expansiveness of the night sky.
“What?” I asked, “Why did you call me out here? Why am I here (in Peru)?”
I bent down on my knees feeling the cold, cold ground beneath me, asking, listening…
“Why?”I cried again.
And I heard the night sky -the Chaskas- answer softly,”TO PRAY.”
“To pray” I asked,”…just to pray? is that all? to pray?”
And the Chaskas replied again, softly, lovingly, simply, “ISN’T THAT ENOUGH?”.
My heart and my mind exploded as I realized the simplicity yet profound awareness they had just gifted me…
And I wept and I prayed as my tears flowed with the waters of the fountain before me with the Chaskas watching me from above.
… Walk Softly with Pachamama, and BE Her Prayer…