I started my journey of the munay Ki in the weird and wonderful town of Glastonbury, in a beautiful home of the Abbey ruins. Already as I walked through the gates there was a different feel to the place, it was to become my home and sanctuary for six mesmerising days. The first day, after we spoke of why we turned up, we discussed for hours the journeys of life and the journey we are all embarking on. What interested me most was the story of the Earthkeepers, the Daykeepers and the Wisdomkeepers, ancient people, our ancestors! I love it when myth and science or history come together, I recently watched a documentary about the Clovis people who are, what scientist have named them, the first people to cross from Europe to America, the Inca call them the Laika, the medicine men and women, who practised their herbal and energetic medicine for thousands of years. You can see the journey they made, all over the world are stone circles erected to the divine feminine and great stone pyramids for the divine masculine, so amazing to hear the story of the Laika, and link it with history. I feel I know these people, we are these people, “we are the ones we are waiting for” I hear our teacher say… we were those people, we are the reincarnations of them, beautiful.
My first rite was the Hampe rite, to start the journey. In front of a beautiful alter we chose our own little bag containing a small round stone with a hole in its centre, a Pi stone, It felt like Christmas! The healers lineage was blown through this pi stone into my hands and I felt my hands tingle, energising, (with the memory of what they used to do?)…I felt a sensation of being surrounded by old friends, faces I seemed to recognise yet have not seen (in this lifetime anyway) faces that maybe I once wore?……with this rite I felt a responsibility to others. I experienced a tremendous gratitude to life and a humbling appreciation of my own being.
The next rite was the Kawak rite, the rite of clear sight; new filaments of light were attached to the third eye and heart chakras to the back of the head at the visual cortex. Very scientific, I thought. With this rite we are supposed to be able to see the world of energy, and see that which is hidden, the parts of ourselves we keep hidden. I am told this will open up things that are painful, things you have kept hidden, it is up to us to turn the page and look for what is possible and not what is probable. Later on I saw how this rite works whilst in a cave!
Next is the Chumpi rite, where bands of power were woven around my luminous energy field, to protect me from heavy energies, turning them to one of the 5 elements, also linking me to them. This one is interesting to watch especially after the Kawak rite. My body was covered in sparkling black energy around my waist, rippling red energy around my tummy, fiery gold energy around my heart, shimmering silver energy around my neck and shoulders, and a bright white light around my head. Magical!
The last rite of the day was the Ayni Kaypay rite, harmony rite. Lying down on the floor I did not know what to expect, I was to receive four archetypal energies and three arch-angels! In my head I saw a great serpent slide up into my body, a jaguar padded through all the people and jumped onto my stomach! Then a hummingbird flew around my head and swooped down into my tummy, then I saw a huge two faced vulture flying high above me and circle a few times lower and lower until it flew right into my chest… next a dark sparkling seed was placed into my throat, I felt a little uncomfortable with this one, when I gave the rites to someone else each time I gave Huascar my throat closed up, once it was so bad I actually had an asthma attack! I spoke with him first, “Huascar Inca of the underworld, I do not know who you are of what you are about, but I wish for a seed of you to place in this person in front of me” with that my throat closed up, coughing and spluttering I tried to catch a breath but couldn’t, then I realised who he was, or at least a part of him… he was linked with the last sigh of our death, the first gasp of our birth, the fragility of life, and them sacred, we have a great connection now. Into my brow Quetzalcoatl was placed, a beautiful rainbow feathered serpent silently fluttered its wings down into my forehead…then into my crown Patchakuti Inca, a golden angel ascended within a flood of golden light! Wow!
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