We got back to Atlanta early yesterday morning from Peru. Having completed the workshops we had embarked on a tour that took in Machu Picchu, Cusco, and Sacred Vally. It was amazing. Traveling with Muss and Ana, our two incredible Peruvian Radical Living Coaches, we had a blast.
At 7,000 feet, atop a seemingly unscaleable mountain, the Inca city of Machu Picchu is nothing short of spectacular. How they did it is beyond imagination. Still today, no-one knows how they so accurately shaped and placed the huge stones that form the walls of the buildings and terraces. (See pictures.)
They had no tools that would even touch the hard granite, let alone carve them into shape with such precision. They had not yet discovered the wheel so had no pulleys to help lift the stones that each weighed many tons. It boggles the mind how they did it.
It reminded me of Stonehenge, of course, with it’s massive stones that still begs an explanation as to how they got there, too.
We were lucky in that most of the ‘tourists’ had left by the time we arrived, so it was not at all crowded. That’s very unusual since it has become not a place just for back-packers and spiritual seekers, but a must-see place for all, with a great train service to take you there. Hence large crowds.
We found a spot where we could meditate for a while. I have to say, for me, I did not connect with anything of a spiritual nature and was left wondering why the place was particularly meaningful as a sort of ‘mecca’ for spiritual people. What do they see and feel that I didn’t?
What I felt, as I tuned in, was the intense suffering of all those many thousands of slaves and minions who must have toiled endlessly and painfully to manifest this city in such an inhospitable and unforgiving environment and in so short a time. (The Incas only lasted for 150 years.) And for what, I had to ask?
Yes, Machu Picchu does qualify as the 9th wonder of the world in terms what was achieved, and I was certainly awe-struck by it. But I was not inspired by it. I was unable to make sense of it.
Maybe I missed the point but to my eyes today, it seemed like a huge waste of human energy and lives for no better reason than to please a king and to glorify some god. And that sounds all too familiar, don’t you think?
For all that, I am very glad to have seen it with my own eyes and experienced the incredible majesty of it. Cusco, which was the Inca capital, was also inspiring though, at 11,300 feet, breathing was a bit of a challenge.
Now it’s back to work.