peru was a rejuvenating--transforming experience, i'm feeling so good--and so at peace with me. i guess this traveling bug which i hadn't began to cure really was bringing me down. Macchu picchu made me feel 18 again! seriously--didn't think i could hike up to such height, i don't know where the energy, strenght and stamina came from --but i was amazed! i was--they asked "you ONly do yoga???!!!" --upon our return the poser of the question went straight to a yoga class :D. Peru is complex--very reminiscent of mexico--the histories are similar--xcept the inkas were somewhat more triumphant in the conquest than mexico. there seems to be more pride in the indigenous culture--do knwo if its mostly do to their last standing inka--and tupac amaru--or that cities like cusco rely on tourism for its existence. --it was a little thorny paradise, a place of conflicting emotions for me--as the beauty juxtaposed with all the complexities of human economics and marginal geographies-i'm still unsettled with it- oh and the jungle! never been surrounded by so much life and death all at once--the rainforest is like a big compost! thought about clovers! and attemps to control the wild in peoples property-- little piece of the world--when life just emminates from every crack beneath the concrete...
i'm surfing my clouds, still--loving being--as i am--needing nothing.
