On the Way to Machu Picchu, 8

In the morning, I want to go see the ancient pyramid of Huallamarca. What a coincidence! It's near here. I walk and there it is. Truncated, made of rounded adobe bricks, piled into steps. STEPS. This thrills me. All spring since Easter, I've been climbing in my meditation, one step each day, guided by 39 color light spirits. One step each day. There were about 40 steps finishing on the day Christ ascended. I count the steps up to the first level. There are 41 steps. Incredible. I know with the lightning knowing of deep intuition that this pyramid is a map of my trip. I have completed the first group of steps. Above me are two more levels to the missing capstone. The middle has 18 steps, the last has 39. In the center of the flat top, I sit to await messages.

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{{To Lake Titicaca: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19
To Matrix: 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 32 33
To Machu Picchu: 34 35 36 37 38 39 40 41 42 43 44 45 46 47
To Amazon Jungle: 48 49 50 51 52 53 54 55 56 57 58 59 60 61 62 63 64 65}