Lovesong to the Mountains, my first pilgrimage to Peru… as I try to write this, I am a little stuck. Where to start with something that truly was life altering? How to put a vibrational shift into big enough words so I can convey the gravity and depth of what I experienced? Truthfully I’m still integrating parts of the trip, and I find myself daydreaming my way back there daily.
When I saw the email come through that Hamid was taking a group to Peru, without hesitation I was a full body yes. I had never been out of the country, or traveled that far by myself, but my commitment to study and the absolute trust I have in Hamid allowed me to make the journey with nothing but excitement, curiosity, and wonder. It was quite literally the best thing I’ve ever done for myself. Better than any coaching program or training investment, this was boots on the ground, wide eyed, lived experience.
I remember flying over Cusco and the brown Peruvian mountains were welcoming me from outside my airplane window. “Omg I’m here. It’s really happening.”
Arriving at the house and seeing the people we had been in the container with for months was like meeting soulmates, we were instant brothers and sisters. Even today, months later we are still talking daily and planning ways to get together. The bond that Peru created within all of us, is a special thread that feels like it will never be broken, in fact it feels like Peru was just the beginning of the tapestry for us.
I want to tell you how incredible the ceremonies with Miguel were, but it is something that words will never be able to fully explain. How to put words to divinity? To be guided in the most prayerful way, honoring a gorgeous lineage, where the medicine and land dance together to create an inner and outer experience of heaven, is something truly magnificent and nothing short of magic.
I remember sitting on the mountain looking out at the most beautiful everything, feeling an immense amount of honor and gratitude that I got to take these steps towards my heart with the these wonderful people. While at the same time feeling a little sadness, wishing everyone I love could feel and see what I am getting to. Wishing everyone I love could understand the importance of making a journey like this, experiencing a ceremony like this, trusting a calling like this.
Outside of ceremony and the tribe of brothers and sisters, so many medicines were present in Peru. The medicine of Pisac. The fresh fruit, the homemade clothes, bracelets, and textiles, the instruments, the tools, the people, the dogs, the alpaca, the art, and the list goes on. Just wandering around the streets among the things I dream about was medicine to my soul. “Wow it really does exist. Just wow.”
Some of you reading this may already know Hamid, and so you understand, to know him, is to love him and trust him. The people finding this who are new to Hamid, I can’t wait for you to experience the medicine of his heart, songs, knowledge and wisdom. I can’t say enough wonderful things about this human. Truthfully, I wish everyone I know could meet him. What he provides as a space holder, and what he is inviting us to experience with him in Peru… will teach you so much, and will change you, in all the best ways.
This is getting long, and I guess I’m not really so stuck after all, but if you are considering coming to Peru… highly consider it. Trust your heart, trust the calling, trust the timing, trust the unknown, take the leap and let the Sacred Valley catch you.