Most people go to cathedrals to obtain holy water. The Andeans of Peru and Bolivia go to Lake Titicaca.
The stunningly beautiful site of this holy lake is simply breathtaking, literally, lying some two and one half miles above sea level, its elevation alone is capable of creating altered states. At 12,300 feet above sea level, Titicaca is the highest navigable lake on the planet, and the second largest lake in South America. Some say it is one of the most sacred places on the planet. I have been there eight times, & whole heartedly agree.
Sacred Gate-Arch of Island of the Sun- Overlooking area of the submerged Golden Sun Disc
The most powerful energy of Lake Titicaca is a transformational axial point on island of the Sun. It is called 'El Rocque'. Local mystics refer to it as the 12th Gate, believing that the twelth Sun Disc is near the Island, and holds thefrequencial key to a sacred and powerful Wisdom Initiation.
Lake Titicaca is in fact the largest vortex portal in South America, and performs a unique role. The complex vortex of Lake Titicaca is, per Metatron, in unique synchronicity with the Sedona Vortex in Arizona, but spinning in the opposite direction. Sedona is counterclockwise, Titicaca is clockwise. This unparagoned counterbalance effect puts the two in an exceptional synergetic interchange, and holds a direct communication portalgate, that indigenous Elders from the Mayan and Hopi have referred to as the 'Gateway of the Condor & Eagle'. Local mystics refer to the epicentre of Titicaca (El Rocque on the sacred Island of the Sun), as the12th gate of Initiation.
The Stone Alter of El Rocque on Boliva's Sacred Island of the Sun.
Both areas are activation centers, both Sedona and Titicaca are part of ancient LeMuria. What is now Bolivia and Peru was in ancient times called the land of OG, and was a LeMurian (and later Atlantean) colony.
The importance of the Titicaca Vortex cannot be understated. Its pristine vitality has been recognized & honored by guardians for millennia on both sides of the veil. The indigenous Earthkeeper's and Lightworkers are being called to participate in the 'Activation' of Titicaca and its important alignment to Sedona. This is an aspect of the Hopi prophecy termed the 'Eagle and Condor'. In essence the alignment of Titicaca to Sedona allows the balance of Sedona to be restored.
Many state that Titicaca carries a feminine energy. Indeed it does, but it also carries the masculine. It is an exemplary marriage of both. In fact it is Titicaca's perfectly heterogeneous balance of male and female that attracts so many to the healing terraqueous energy colloid. The holy lake does receive and blend enormous inflows of the female energy so necessary for our planet to achieve balance, but it is the female/male balance that Gaia ultimately seeks to project, not a predominantly male or female field. However, the ongoing influx of female energy is required to achieve planetary neutrality with the male energy that has predominated since the sinking of Mu.
The primary telluric source of concentrate female energy (anionic charge) that feeds into the Lake is from a little known power site, several hundred miles south of Titicaca called Salar de Uyuni. Located in remote southern Bolivia, near the border of Chile. It is not a journey for the weak-spirited, it takes a 10 -hour bus trip, and then a 2-hour four-wheel drive SUV ride. But the end result is extreme serendipity, it is profound beyond measure. Salar de Uyuni is an amazing (protected) UNESCO site of the largest complex salt field on the planet. The salt flat is a pristine alabaster white, often surface crystallized into an exquisite hexagonally tiled mosaic.
Sacredfeminine 'Grandmother' Volcano of Salar Uyuni Crystal Salts .
Salar Uyuni glows. It is white beyond white, it is crystalline and seemingly exudes a light from within. The Uyuni salt flat is enormous, measuring approximately 70 miles by 25 miles, with the halite and kyolite salt reaching as deep as 200 feet. It is stunning to see, and even more stunning to experience. It is in this writer's opinion, the most potent location of mineralogical female energy on the planets surface. The salt flats refract sunlight such that the surface emanates incredible refraction mirages, and one cannot discern where the salt horizon ends and the skyscape begins. Two potent burnt orange stratcone volcanoes are aligned on opposite sides of Uyuni. The result is an intertwined energetic cocktail that atmospherically tri-helixes with the energy of Lake Titicaca.
The massive anionic plasma of the pure salt creates in essence a telluric battery that is incredibly cleansing. One's chakras are aligned and ones energy field is balanced and charged. Auric fields of the human body become crystallized into Mer-Ka-Na stars within this energy. I spent 3 remarkable days in an adobe hut, with indigenous resident hosts there in 2002. There is a hotel, no longer functional, in the center of Salar de Uyuni, built entirely of salt blocks, including beds, tables and chairs fashioned and carved from pure salt. A church built of salt lies on its edge. It is located in the center of a snow-white world, and is a focal Light Temple of plasma & crystal....salt crystal.
The Pristine Crystal Salts Carry Goddess-Energy at Salar Uyuni- Feminine Energy Centre.
Salar de Uyuni is a dried salt sea, and is the underpinning 'wind beneath the wings' of the Titicaca vortex. It is one of the most powerful and pristine energy generators, on the planet.
As a result the waters of Titicaca are indeed holy, robustly sanctified with a plasmic colloid of cationic solar photons, anionic electrons, & a rich array of trace minerals....ah but there's more...the Solar Disc of MU !
Peruvian and Bolivian legends speak of a sacred LeMurian Golden Sun Disc, having been placed in Cusco , in the Temple of the Sun, just before the sinking of MU. It is said to have been placed in the waters of Lake Titicaca , just off of the Island of the Sun, ( in the etheric city of light said to exist below the clear waters of the translucent green lake) before the Spanish Conquistadors ravaged the Incan civilization.
Map of Ancient OG - Colony of Mu and later of Atlantis.
The Andean's of Bolivia and Peru inherited a rich, spiritual culture. The Andeans are a humble yet proud people, very much in touch with the living energies of the planet. There are four very sacred animals in the indigenous spiritual tradition of the Andes. The Condor, the Llama, the Anaconda and the Puma or Jaguar. The Condor represents the upper world, the element of Air. The Llama the sustenance of the Earth, The Anaconda (snake) represents the underworld, the element of fire, Vulcan. The Puma represents the female energy of water, the Lake. In fact, the origin of the word 'Titicaca' is believed to have come from the ancient Ayamara & Quechua tongue, and is believed to mean " Stone Puma'...El Rocque deTitikaka, Stone Puma.
The Lake and surrounding area is a massive vortex containing many many sacred energies. The two most potent points within the 'Sacred Puma' waters, are the 'Island of the Sun ' and the Island of the Moon. The etheric city beneath the waters is said to have been guarded by a society of warrior priests on the Island of the Sun. Andean legends claim that the first two-leggeds, the 'Adam & Eve' of the Incans, M'anko Qapak and Mama Oqllo, were 'materialized' on the Island of the Sun , from deep within the Living Earth, Pachamama, at a powerful point called ' El Rocque' , the 'Holy of Holies'. It is located at a high point on the Isla del Sol near the ruins of the Incan (Guardian Priest) monastery.
Titicaca lies between Andean ranges in a vast basin of about 22,400 square miles in area that comprises most of the Altiplano of the northern Bolivian Andes. In the snow-covered Cordillera Real on the northeastern shore of the lake, some of the highest peaks in the Bolivian Andes rise to heights of more than 25,000 feet .
Tyb's Journal :
I arrived in the Bolivian Lake port of Copacabana, after spending two marvelous days exploring the Pyramid city of Tiahuanaco, the 'Machu Pichu of Bolivia. (see separate article on Machu Pichu in " The Energy & Geometry of Sacred Sites"-Tyberonn's first book ).
The four-hour drive from Tiahuanaco had been tiring, and the combination of elevation and being stuffed in a rather small taxi I had hired for the excursion, left me stiff and thick headed. My taxi had rolled along a beautiful verdant expanse of road surrounded by high snow capped mountains, reaching as high as 25,000 feet. Open tundra fields waved in the wind like velvet chartreuse. Between the cordilleras of the Andean mountains, we drove past a myriad of high elevation landscapes that varied from lush green sweet-grass to burgundy and red rock moonscapes. Finally we reached our turning point, and our destination came into distant view. As we began our descent, Copacabana sparkled in the horizon like a jewel at the bottom of the descending serpentine road. Beautiful eucalyptus trees lined the road and the lakeshore. Titicaca glowed like a fluid aquamarine, contained between the majestic snowcapped peaks of the Andean spine. The vista is simply surreal. My first impression was that it looked like and felt like Lake Como in the Italian Alps. The tranquility and sense of well being was overwhelming.
I found the city of Copacabana delightfully pleasant, cobbled streets, shops with open doors, hanging a variety of bright wares for locals and tourist alike. Quite a relaxing change from the rather prognostic beauty of the remote Tiahuanaco pyramid ruins. Bright cloths, alpaca ponchos, hats, leather goods, fruits and vegetables adorned the plaza shops tables and high hanging displays.
The beautiful Cathedral near the Central Plaza of Copacabana, Bolivia on the banks of Titikaka.
An amazing Cathedral dominated the city plaza, and captured my awe with its beautiful white stucco and splendid domed and spired architecture. Local lore of many healings within the Cathedral abounds, and made the Cathedral a pilgrimage point for the Catholic population. . Built by Spanish missionaries in the post-Inca era of the late 1500s and early 1600s, it is an impressive Moorish-influenced structure with whitewashed stonewalls and domes decorated with deep blue tiles. Inside, worshipers were gathering for evening Mass.
A misty rain began to fall as we drove to the waters edge, and viewed hundreds of colorful boats, lined up along the docks and moored in the waters. There were boats of all sizes and types, brightly painted and flagged, most wooden, and appearing somewhat homemade, some like row boats others like houseboats. The air had a fresh clean smell, crisp and cool. The lake had a pleasant sweet smell , an aromatic blend of sweetgrass, eucalyptus and sea.
There were dozens of hostels and several stucco hotels. Copacabana is a popular destination for foreign travelers, primarily students & pilgrims doing the 'Lonely Planet' backpack trek. The hostels and internet cafes were full of happy European, Australian and North American backpackers, thumbing through travel guidebooks and pocket English-Spanish dictionaries. It took me back to Europe in the 70's...I liked the vibe.
Touting a population of 5,000, Copacabana is a picturesque cluster of low-rise adobe structures with red-tile roofs extending upward from the edge of the water to the sloped sides of the altiplano mountains.
Along the stunning lakefront camino, shawled and bolo-hatted Andino women were selling fruit and fish. Artisans offered handicrafts of every description. Restaurants and shops were neatly arranged in sequential fashion along the waterfront plaza enclave. The exteriors were strung neatly with multi colored lights, creating a warm festive ambiance. I chose an open air eatery with thatched palm roofing, and savored an exquisite meal of lemon-butter garnished grilled lake trout, black beans, roasted yucca and fresh mango juice - comeda tipico. It was 'gustoso', quite delicious.
I found a small hotel with a reasonable bed and private shower, and slept with the window open. The fresh cool breeze from Titicaca gently filled my sleep.
I woke early, and to my dismay, a heavy torrential rain began as I sipped a small cup of aromatic café andino. I overheard several trekkers saying that the tour boats would not make the 90-minute boat trip to the island of the Sun. The regular excursion boats had cancelled the trip for the day, due to inclimate weather.
My taxilero had slept in his car, and offered to help me hire a private boat, through an acquaintance. We drove down to the docks and in a few minutes a young Aramayan man in his mid twenties , approached me with the driver. His name was Miguel-Luis, and he seemed very pleasant. After a few negotiations we mutually agreed on a private charter rate . I made arrangements to be taken to the Island of the Sun and Moon, despite the torrential rain. I chartered a 30-foot plywood-canopy covered 'tour boat' for the day. After a brief but thorough inspection of the rather rickety appearing vessel, the 'Graca Maria', I was reasonably convinced she was 'seaworthy', er-uh 'lake-worthy', better said.
I made arrangements with my taxi, to be waiting for me on my return, and climbed aboard the boat. I was the lone passenger and sat under the roofed shelter, taking one of a dozen seats as we departed across the choppy rain pelted waters toward the sacred island. The morning sky was an ominous gray , heavy rain hammered the wooden roof as streams of water rolled off the top into the open hull in the back. The battered looking Johnson 75 outboard puttered and belched an occasional plume of white-gray smoke as Carlos and Miguel, Luis' younger brothers used coffee cans to bail out rain water that gathered in pools along the hulls gutter. That issue concerned me, but my Andino marinero's did not seem worried. After an hour the rain slowed to a drizzle, and then stopped. Yes ! The canopy of dark clouds blew open to reveal patches of sky and a beaming mid morning sun. The water soon became as smooth as glass. What a different view! I ventured out of the covered area, and took a seat on the roof ala sundeck of the 'Graca Maria'.
The last of the rain clouds drifted westward, and within a few minutes were replaced by a powder blue sky and a few puffy white cumulous clouds. The sky and lake transformed into a picture of beauty. The sun was brilliantly sunny and the visibility was crystal clear. The panorama around me was in high definition, the colors were simply mesmerizing.
It is an interesting point, but certain places I have visited within exceptionally high energy centers seem to have a higher lucidity of apperception. A greater amassing, if you will, of visage pixel, photon concentrate. Coagulated light...Akashic Life Force Units ! It is a phenomenon I have observed in parts of the Highland Lochs of Scotland yet, nothing can quite compare to the quality of light over Titicaca on a clear day.
Indeed at Titicaca, the pristine air at this exceptionally high altitude seems to combine with the fast-moving air, water and light to create a constantly shifting theatrical display of such a deep blue that the visible spectral panorama often looks as if it is being viewed thru a high definition photo filters. The rays of the sun seemed individually defined and etched in silver and blue beams as their light danced onto the turquoise water in strobing pulse-flashes. Visibility burst the paradigm of mere length, width and height, and became a ballet of exquisitely complex multidimensional holograms.
The water was remarkably clear, refracting the sunlight into its translucent greenish-blue in shimmering geometric beams. The towering Andes peaks on all sides seemed animated, shifting in the sun like towering giant snow beings. I found myself in a state of pure joy, fully drinking in the magic of this NOW moment, sun and wind on my face,. What an amazing magical place. What an incredible lake. I gave thanks for being here, and for the clearing weather, that would now allow me to fulfill my strong desire to explore the spiritual depths of this mystical place. I had to pinch myself !
At last I was nearing the shores of the Island of the Sun, on Lake Titicaca, at 12,300 feet. The Island of the Sun is so called because the Incas believed it to be the sun's birthplace. Perhaps there is more to that legend that meets the eye, for it is truly a place of variegated, complex geometric light.