What is the heart?
When we communicate from the heart and feel the truth that beats, words are transformed into what we call in our circle "the heart." More than reasoning is understanding from the heart.
In the heart we feel a superior intelligence that guides us with loving sensitivity, and things just happen. For example, just a couple of weeks ago, upon entering my heart I asked to confirm some knowledge of Andean healing, and in an act of reciprocity and sincerity I found your book of Kuyas online. Through the few data I have from your book, I tuned in to this wisdom and confirmed my own experiences on the way of being an accompanying guide for my circle brothers and sisters. My gratitude, Yupaichani Amauta, I suppose you have a consecrated name as a walker of wisdom.
Yes, my name is Urus, name of the town I come from. But tell us, what is your lineage?
I am raising and waking up men and women quilago, jaguars. They know me as Mama Margarita. I represent a generation, the thirteenth Jaguar Woman carrying the baton of the Quilagos . A feminine heritage of wisdom that slept in the Cochasquí area . With humility I appear before you.
We are a permanent group for several years, walking together and in this kay pacha (intermediate world), here and now. We meet one day a week. We share raymis or ceremonies, ancestral sacred knowledge, Andean healing, pilgrimages to the sacred mountains in our country Ecuador. We have woke up the awakening and raising of the wisdom of our peoples with the Grandparents and Grandmothers, from mountain to mountain, Taitas and urkus moms.
I have a great responsibility as a transmitter of wisdom from my ancestors and sometimes, if I need to find affinity on this path, and although I have a strong, loving and dedicated circle of life, it is good to have words of reciprocity with seekers and walkers like you, since other places that allow us to continue growing with the Pachamama.
Can we heal the planet?
Yes, of course we can. Once I went on a pilgrimage to Pumapungo, the door of the puma, where the Inca Huayna Qhapac was born. I spent a long time in the Akllahuasi, the house of the Virgins of the Sun. I am still ordering my feelings and my thoughts regarding this trip.
Of course, when I arrived I took off my shoes, in order to connect the ñawis (chakras) of the feet to the Pachamama. As I walked, the memories invaded me. By the feet I was perceiving all those pleasant sensations, enjoying and savoring them until a terribly painful voice called me. It was like a cry. When I looked I saw a dying fig tree. It was an old fig tree dying of disease and indifference. Grandma Fig Tree groaned in pain, for its sick and burned leaves, and its damaged fruits. I wanted to cry with her. I apologized for the indolent humans and hugged her with tenderness and compassion.
While hugging her, I sought to wrap her in a loving light, in as much light as I could radiate. It was then that Mama Tamia, the rain, made an appearance, as if she also joined our suffering. When the mother began to fall, I asked for the purification of Grandmother Tree or else they gave her a compassionate death, if her time was already completed. While he hugged her, he repeated incessantly that he loved her and thanked him for the opportunity to be close to her, for she had helped many women.
She was an Elder Healer and eventually ignored her, mistreated her. The sadness made her sick. Therefore, I reminded him that because she was looking directly at Akllahuasi, the House of Virgins, her purpose had been to take care of women. He could sense how many women had been healed by their leaves. Then I felt his comfort and I could say he felt relief. I kept repeating that I loved her, until I noticed how she calmed down. Only then, when I perceived that he had calmed down, did I say goodbye. As I moved away from her, I asked Pachamama to receive her in her womb again and that if that was her next assignment, hopefully she would be reborn as a wise woman, but valued and loved. We remain in peace. Now I feel peace.
With this experience I remembered that brotherhoods can be restored. Human beings can heal brothers and sisters plants, trees and animals. Just as they accompany us, feed, heal and grow with us. We are all responsible. Your well-being is ours too. His illness is also ours. May the old agreements be renewed, and the promises fulfilled !! We are here also with the mutual purpose of life and all life is sacred. The reciprocity is ayni . And Ayni is living together in a fair balance. Ayni is also to be loving and aware. Thank you, yupaichani Grandmother Fig Tree for reminding me what ayni is !!!
But not everyone knows how to listen?
Yes, it is true mashi Urus. Many Taitas and Mamas stopped listening… and that has the Apus and the Ñustas asleep. Now the shamans only name or ask them; They use them but they don't listen to them or want to learn. If the Apus do not communicate with open hearts, they stop talking, did you know? They sleep, they are quiet. Few human beings are attentive to their millenary wisdom. That's sad.
Our Grandparents and Grandmothers: The mountains, the stones, the roads, all are living witnesses of many stories, because they have seen entire cycles ... and people just pass by, but without sustaining a relationship. Those who travel along these paths no longer seek to be family, since most are absorbed by the illusion of what they crave but do not find and do not understand. That is why they are only passing…
But when the walker enters with humility, love and respect to the house of the Apus, and visits the old and old stones… .ayyyyy… ..is a music concert; it is a song that dances; it is a house of wisdom that is never silenced; It is a living memory, clear ... and you feel the truth in your heart.
My mashi, the Apus can raise us, as their sons and daughters that we are. They can protect and guide us to allow us to grow free and without the cruelty of 'civilization'. That's why we take off our shoes, and the feet are memories. They are important ñawis (chakras) ...
Tell us about the feet ñawis, please?
MMM. Imagine, since our mother caressed our little foot at birth; that first step we took when walking; the first dance, the first trip, and much more, all this was printed on the Pachamama and she remembers it. There is so much memory that the w awis of the feet have! ..if the left foot hurts, the mother, the sister or a woman hurts If the right hurts, the father hurts, the brother or a man . so much memory to remember, to heal, to wake up!
For the awis of the feet is that the Andean people are partiers, celebrants, dancers. Of course! we like to celebrate all Raymis with dance and music . We celebrate memories, memories, gratitude. Each Raymi reminds us of a new time that is going and another that is coming, and we do it celebrating.
When you zapateas, when with your two free and bare feet you touch the earth with sound and songs, you make Pachamama happy. She feels happy and alive and is happy. When we dance with Andean music and our circle dances around, we always greet her and say: ju juyayay juyayay! Here we are! Your children, alive, happy, grateful. She also celebrates with us, receives us, protects us and always dismisses us with gifts. Pachamama is generous and cheerful too.
The awis of the feet heal and balance your entire feminine and masculine side, huarmi and jari . That's why we also massage with pleasant aromas, with fresh leaves, with moist soil, with crystals and pebbles, and we say: pai or yupaychani, thank you, thank you for holding me close to the Pachamama, for reminding me that I must walk in balance with life; Thank you for teaching me that today I can be here and tomorrow there. Thank you feet because in you there is all the memory of my body, the memory of the ancestors, the memory that allows me to navigate the same path they walked. Thank you feet because your eyes see the roots of my people, so that I do not forget my sacred culture. Thank you feet because through your eyes ( awis), when I close them and rest, I can recover the vision of the paths traveled in other lives. Yes, my mashi, for us they are also feet. In Hinduism they are not considered major chakras but for the Andean people they are very important.
How many do we have? Thirteen.
An Andean master told me that they also regarded each other as both eyes.
Maybe in their tradition, but as far as I know the eyes do not count as separate. Look at your feet; Look at them. If you move the right foot, the left one does not necessarily move unless your will wishes. The same goes for the hands: if one hand takes an object, the other hand can remain immobile or in another position. That is, both the feet and the hands are awis independent and correspond to a female or male side, right? That is why awis are counted as individual, which does not mean that they form a unit in parity.
Makes sense
Now move your eyes to the side or up. Do you feel how the two move together, accompany each other, do not become independent, always follow each other ... do you feel it? you realize? The eyes are not two ñawis, but only one, inseparable. We count them as a single energy center along with the third eye ñawi .
The Andean considers therefore the same seven energy centers as east, plus one that would be the ñawi of light that connects us with the Hanan Pacha (World of Above). It is the Inti ñawi or the eye of light, a solar ñawi that is on the crown ñawi . Said eighth ñawi connects us with the Central Sun of the Galaxy, the Cosmos, the Stars, and everything that encompasses the world above. If you join hands it would be 9 and 10 but the feet would be 11 and 12 yams .
And what is ñawi 13?
Mashi, it is very important to meet the thirteenth. It is the hidden ñawi, the lunar ñawi . It is a very sensitive eye and high energy concentration. This ñawi works hard with ancestral memory and healing. Remember that number 13 is our sacred number.
Perhaps this sacred knowledge does not coincide with other thinkers of Andean philosophy or with yours, but it is what I accept as my truth and the intention is only to share it with those who wish to hear it. Any other truth is fine if it allows you to live well. Any knowledge is beneficial if you are honest with yourself. That each one's heart decides, but always maintaining harmony and respect. Hinduism is beautiful and very wise in its knowledge of the chakras. We are only aromas, shapes and colors in their widest diversity. The Andean also has its peculiarities.
Tell me a little more about the thirteenth ñawi please?
The majority is satisfied with knowing that there are 13 ñawis, so this knowledge is only given to the walker who asks for it and proves to be a seeker of Truth.
At the base of the skull there is a little hole, a cleft. Let's touch this slit with our hands. Doctors think they call it a brain pendulum, and it's under the cerebellum. We know him through a Grandmother as "the pot." We call the Andean lunar ñawi and its color is silver, just like Mama Killa or Mother Luna.
If you observe joining this lunar ñawi or killa ñawi with other energetic points such as the throat ñawi (chakra 5) forward, plus the three-eye ñawi (the front chakra and the two physical eyes) rising towards the ñawi of the crown (chakra 7) a first upper triangulation is formed in the energy body. This upper triangle is 1 + 3 = 4. This number 4 gives us the balance to access the Hanan Pacha or Upper World. Therefore, the ñawi 13 represents the balancing power through the lunar and feminine to sensitize the senses of the other three ñawis and that are
- the power of the word and the song of the fifth ñawi,
- the vision of the "third eye" and the ability to observe through the physical eyes corresponding to the sixth ñawi, as well as good thinking or there yachay ; and finally,
- the union with the cosmic Ayllu (community), our stellar heritage that corresponds to the seventh ñawi .
It is a dimensional portal that unites heaven and earth. That is why Mashi, the thirteenth ñawi is sacred because it is that of the superior divine feminine mystery that seeks union with the eighth ñawi, the solar and masculine that leads us to an expansion of Consciousness. It allows the free and elevated flight of the Sacred Condor when this sacred union occurs. This pilgrimage began in the Uku Pacha with the guidance of Amaru the snake in the first ñawi and in its ascent seeks to be Eternal Light and Cosmic Pacha. We become Kuntur or Condors because we can access the higher dimensions without leaving this physical body…. Wonderful right? That is why the Amaya Astronomers of Abya Yala were not only wise but also had the power to fly, to rise. Such capacity allowed them not only knowledge to develop agricultural calendars or mark stellar and planetary movements, but they became stellar navigators, visionaries. Thus the prophecies were born. The prophecies allow you to see the Pachas in Allpa Mama in cycles.
But not only that, the lunar ñawi keeps in its natural form the Tree of life, where the memory of humanity is in its evolutionary stages. Go figure! A whole library of humanity in your own body. Consequently, if we activate this energy center we connect with the living memories of our Ancestors, our origins and we can even heal family stories. That's how magical and sacred is the ñawi 13.
Do you know other traditions that also tell us about said ñawi ?
I am not sure, but if I place the Andean energy body on the Hebrew Tree ( Kabbala ), this last ñawi would be the sefirot of Daath, the hidden one.
Please tell us about your pilgrimages to the Urcos or Apus (name given to the mountains as deities)?
On pilgrimages one realizes that as in life, there are paths that are inevitable to walk. Others must be traveled slowly, moving forward little by little. And some third parties put you with challenges that must be overcome. Some Urcus, as if they already knew you, allow you to move quickly. They are wise and they remember you for their feet and for your dance, your song or your name. Therefore, when we climb a mountain, volcano or snowy, we introduce ourselves and pronounce our names. So the guamani of the place never forgets you and takes care of you too. There are mountains that are suspicious. We must approach them with confidence and sincerity. Later they offer you their secrets or their wisdom. One must go with an offering or a pleasure, as an expression of gratitude and respect.
Any legend?
Many. For example, in the hill Ilalo the myth of Rumiñahui is narrated, a warrior loyal to his Inka who there hid the treasure of Atawalpa. He hid it in his gut and left two dogs to keep. An old man from the community told us that there is a door from which he does not return and that opens worlds. Once a year that door opens, and only certain beings enter or leave that place. They fear him and respect him very much.
What would you say to those of us who feel Andean, but we were not born in the Andes?
That you do not feel melancholy for not being born in this Allpa Mama, in Abya Yala. It was necessary that ancient souls have rebirths in Europe, Asia and America. When Taita Atawalpa passed away, he left his prophecy with the Inkarri: thousands and thousands of us will return, remember? The philosophy and spirituality of the ancestral worldview was dismembered to the four suyus (regions) to be reborn from the four directions. The Amautas and Yachags (wise men) have been born again in different countries so that there is continuity of wisdom… ..Each one of you must be good sowers with your people, for your miscegenation is important for you to be heard in the midst of your people.
Can you authorize me to publish your answers to turn them into an article?
This letter is long, mashi Urus. I share what I know and I hope it is seed. Mashi, my letters that are simple, I offer them as spring flowers, and if in your old and living soul you want to spread it, it's fine. Share while it is like fresh rain for others and benefit the world's walkers. I thank you for taking me into account for your good purposes.
Mastay.info has so far published the writings of five men, two of them Andean, two Mesoamericans, and I as a son of the Pyrenees. Missing but also transmitting the wisdom of the Ñustas, of that other feminine half that we are also. Mama Margarita arrives to convey that knowledge. He arrives to teach us to heart. He says he thanks me for taking it into account, and I say “no Mama Margarita, here the grateful one is me, and with humility it is I who comes before you, listens to you and LEARN.”
