Qhapaq Nan: Pilgrimage in The Andes: The First After 700 Years
I reached a point where I couldn’t climb up anymore. The mental battle was at its peak “what am I doing here?” the mind shouted over and over, and the body just came to a halt, the pounding of my heart was so loud it seemed as if it wanted to come out through my mouth. My breath was gone, as if all the oxygen in me was non-existent. In the midst of this immense despair, I gave up and said to myself "I can’t go on anymore, this is it, I’ve tried more than my best, but I cannot continue anymore" and the body collapsed. Suddenly I felt as if someone was trying to catch my attention from behind me “Look”. As I slowly, with whatever remaining strength was left in me I turned my head and unhurriedly opened my eyes to look back at whatever was behind me. As I did this, I saw this huge host of people "African people" only. The crowd expanded as far as my eyes could see throughout the mountains and, with a unison voice like, they said to me “We are here with you, you must do this for all of us. We integrate ourselves through you and support you on this cause. We understand the sufferings of these, our brethren. it is the moment to bring Healing and Integration, and we are healing through you. As you heal, we heal and as you integrate, we integrate.” This encounter was so powerful that it left me with tears pouring through my eyes and down my chicks! I saw with my very own eyes, and at that moment understood as clear as water, that this was another purpose for me going on this pilgrimage. I understood the responsibility given to me.
KNOW YOUR POWER