Vilcabamba, there are no days here

Today I decided to leave the farm; time to move on. It`s strange to be using a computer after this week.

To be honest, I`m not sure I can write about Never Never Land. Not yet anyway. The emotions are too raw, the experience too deep, the power of this whole area, the farm and the sacred valley in which Vilcabamba lies, still too present. From the San Pedro ceremony last week, a sacred ritual led by a shaman, to the gravity of its effects in the following days, to the incredible connections I`ve made with some of the people here, it is just too much to take in. These two weeks have been the most powerful, overwhelming, influential, positive, emotional, intense, heartbreaking, and uplifting experiences of my trip and until I can sort my thoughts out at least in my personal journal, I will have to leave them blank on this public one.

Tomorrow or possibly the next day I pass through Loja and on to Cuenca. It`s so hard knowing I am going to leave this place, but I will take with me everything that I learned and felt and saw and hopefully leave a bit of myself behind as well. I will remember its energy forever.

Falcon