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Dare to cry

Updated: Oct 29, 2020

“Just like my waves come and go in a rhythmical manner, your emotions are meant to flow inside of you, washing your body in a caring, loving way...” ~said the sea.

After paying our respects to Apu San Cristobal, my P’aqo asked me to take him to meet Pacific Ocean. Being born at 5,300 mts and having spent most of his life in the Andes, he had never seen the sea.

His first time at the beach was one of the most beautiful moments I’ve ever witnessed.

Once the initial fear passed, he started getting closer to the shoreline, little by little. I told him it was safe to touch the water, so he leaned closer. The waves washed over him before he could walk away, which startled him. I realized how amazing it is to know an adult facing life with the resources of a grown-up and the innocence of a child. Of those times worth having lived.

As we sat on some stones, I took my mesa out of my backpack, and started ringing my bells. We started our ceremony of connection and gratitude with Mother Water.

The sound of my bells and our voices took me inside, I closed my eyes to allow becoming one with her.

I felt her dissolving and washing away blocked emotions in my body about my mom crossing back to the Other Side. I could feel my emotions rhythmically moving along with the sound of her waves, my bells, our singing, until I released them from my body through tears.

I was being reminded of my path as a Ñusta, and how this is how I am to work with my healees. Through images, she explained to me that in the same way she is the sea for Earth, our emotions are the sea for our bodies; both are created to serve in the same way. She also showed me there are fires happening in the body, which our inner waves can put out with their movement.

Slowly, I opened my eyes. We sang in gratitude and respect a little more. I knew what I had to do.

That night, at dinner, I told my P’aqo what the sea had told me. He listened attentively until I finished explaining my understanding of the message.

“The equilibrium of movement” —he said, as sole comment.

Give me a 🌊 if next time you feel like crying you will be brave enough to allow it.

~ Luciana xx

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