Hummingbird Journals

December 4, 2009 

    I am checked into my beautiful and inexpensive hotel room. It has a nice bathroom and a window that looks out on a gorgeous garden. Carrie showed me around and it turns out that there will be a big gathering tonight of Qero people from all over. Someone filmed a documentary and tonight is the debut.
     My travels went smoothly. I met a friend on the plane who is also down here alone and we will get together. I am well fed and ready for some sleep. There are two inexpensive restaurants around the corner. Carrie walked me around so I have my bearings. She is beautiful inside and out and dedicated to her path. Truly she is my guardian angel. So kind and open.
    While eating breakfast I asked if she knew the Paco I met at the elder gathering in May when I went to the Grand Canyon. Turns out that he is the brother of her best friend and she often takes care of his eighteen year old son when he comes down from the mountains. About 30 min. after she said that, his son came into the restaurant and I shared my Coca leaf tea with him. He was excited to meet me and will tell his papa I am here. Didn’t even get the chance to look up Juan Gabriel’s contact information and we will get together tomorrow or the next day. And so my sojourn of serendipity begins. I knew I went to Arizona for a reason:)
     I am truly blessed. Love suz

my door

December 4, 2009 

    I scored a beautiful room in the art district two blocks from the main Plaza and two blocks from Carrie. $30 a night. I am so thrilled I am beside myself. It rained a bit, but was the sunniest day of the week.
     I will meet a flock of Q’eros tonight! I know that my heart is going to open and my love light is beaming with joy.- am finally living my waking dream! I managed to get myself here and I feel confident and strong! Love suz

sunday mass

December 6, 2009 

  Catholic churches abound. More merging of traditions here instead of obliteration. Statues of saints dressed in Incan clothing with symbols worshipping the sun god.
   I met an elder woman named Marissa yesterday who could not understand why I didn’t have a husband (or why I didn’t want one.) She gifted me a bracelet with pictures of the saints on it for protection since I didn’t have an escort.
    They would not let tourists in the churches today. When the woman saw the bracelet she let me pass. It is so cool to have my path made clear. Suz

my porch

December 6, 2009 

   I have a great view and am content to sit in the sun. Wandering around the city does not interest me.
Going to go down to the corner and sculpt a puma for my friend Maribell who is teaching my Quechua.
Sudeeme what is your name?
Sudukee my name is Susanita
Love suz

mucho amigo

December 7, 2009

    My best friend Sebastian. (The name of my beloved dog) He is 10 and speaks some English. He sells stones on the corner and he and brother Mario have been helping me carve a puma. Sebastian is so kind and generous. He shares the food his mother gives him with all the homeless children. Such a bright spirit and loving heart. He is my interpreter. I have fallen in love with him and visit him twice a day. Without him I would be lonely. Love suz

pica place

December 8, s009 

    I am sending you this message cradled in the place honoring the hummingbird where I received my blessing yesterday. I am carving a puma. Plan to stay here until the blue crescent moon appears.
     Good news. My beloved friends Jennifer and Jeremy managed to sell a car I have been burdened with in perfect timing. It will provide an apartment for me for two months.
     Sent an email inquiring last night. Then, on my way up to the temple this morning I met a man named Howard who I was introduced to briefly on Friday. I asked if he knew anyone who had a place to rent and he did. It is located not far from my pica rock.
     Turns out he is a network chiropractor and I told him how I work a trade weekly in Ft. Collins to keep my spirit clear. He has pain in his feet and can’t wait to start working a trade with me.
     Wow! There are 300,000 people in this city and I get to recognize a familiar face:)
     All is swell. Love suz

Despatcho

December 10, 2009

     Despatchos are the way the Qero pray. They are little bundles that represent everything above everything below and everything within us. There are 270 different ways to make despatchos. Some for specific healing of mind, body and soul. Some for prosperity, protection, good luck or safe travels.
     It is called AYNI the way of reciprocity. It is the interchange of love, knowledge and work. Right relationship with Pacha Mama (Mother Earth) is about living in balance. It is being aware that we never take more than we give and we allow ourselves to receive so as not to block the generosity of others.

living prayer

December 10, 2009 

     I woke up this morning full to the brim. With joy and wide eyed wonder. When I was 8 I had my first transpersonal experience. My second grade teacher, Sister Mildred, understood what had happened to me. She made me feel like it was a blessing. I was picked on a lot as a child for being weird. Her words always helped me to accept my uniqueness.
     Her words also troubled me because she told me that Jesus had called me to be a nun because of those experiences. I have wrestled with that my whole life. I settled on being a New Age Nun and have created my own definition for answering that call. I do belong to God/Goddess/Mother Earth.
     I found myself singing my favorite Catholic hymns this morning. “This is the Day the Lord has made. Let us rejoice and be Glad.” And “Here I am Lord. Is it I lord? I have heard you calling in the night. I will go Lord, where you lead me. I will hold your people in my heart.”
What I cherish most on earth are the indigenous ways. Part of what made me so weird is that I never bought into the ways of civilization. My nomadic spirit has brought me to this place in this moment of time.
     Today I give myself fully to my purpose. I answer that call that has guided my life to this point.
     As the sun rises on this day I embrace my authentic self as I go home. All of the aspects of my lives on Earth will integrate when I touch Pacha Mama in this pristine place.
     Today, I become a living prayer.