Everything is damp from moisture in the overnight air. Thankfully, the horsemen bring hot cups of matte de coca and coffee to our tents. This morning, though clouds still linger, it is thankfully not raining. After washing up in icy cold water and brushing my teeth, it's time for a hearty hot breakfast.
Our hike, to Huchy Q’osqo, we learn was re-directed based upon a dream Adolpho had last night. The horse wranglers confirm that a spring he “saw” does exist by the village of Pukamarca. It is to this spring that we head.
During the night, I lucid dreamed. In the dream, JL has been tasked, by Spirit, with bringing the altomesayoq cosmology into contemporary Western articulation In doing so, the cosmology shifted towards sourcing directly from cosmic consciousness by unifying the feminine and masculine expressions into one ... 1+1=1. In my dream I saw a large dial, like a sundial, which was engraved with many symbols. An unseen “hand” moved the dial, which was pointing towards a shape that resembled a child’s drawing of mountains, to the right at a symbol denoting the Pleiades constellation. What does this mean? Medicine people would instruct me not to suffer pre-mature evaluation. For now, this will marinate in my subconsciousness.