Down to the Quindio River of Light
This morning I agreed to take on quite an interesting “assignment”:
- make physical contact with a local body of water
- see the water transformed into the Goddess of Light and
- light a flame for the restoration of the oceans. In addition, if the water happens to be a river, to do so at a bend in the river as a bend represents a forum and a traditional gathering place, thus multiplying the beneficial results.
There are clearly many more background details regarding the greater reasons for task, but for the purpose of this post, this shall suffice. In any case, once I heard what was needed, I knew immediately what “body of water” I was to visit… the Quindio River.
The Quindio is the river that runs through the beautiful Corcora valley, the exact valley that I often gaze at from the tourist lookout point (El Mirador) situated at the top of a steep hill on the eastern edge of Salento. Hundreds of visitors come to the lookout every week. I’ve been there dozens of times and taken over 100 photos as I never tire of this mesmerizing spot. You can even hear the sound of the rushing river far below. (My website page heading photo was taken from El Mirador.)
This time however, instead of just sitting quietly and gazing as usual, a hike down to the water was the business of the day.
By 11:30 I had on my hiking shoes and my little pack was ready. As an after thought I even grabbed my hiking poles. I walked quickly to the local church in the square. My goal was to get there before the locals flooded in for the noon service. In my shorts & boots, with polls and pack, I was clearly not outfitted in suitable church attire. The table of ‘goodies’ near the church entrance was my target. And I hoped I could get what I needed quickly before attracting any disapproving glances.
I purchased a short sturdy white candle for the river flame. In addition, I was guided to purchase a small bracelet – one of those simple knotted string style ones with a few beads. The one I was drawn to had an Indian looking hand symbol with several small blue and white beads. It seemed an odd item for sale, out of place among the array of crucifixes and rosary beads. But I recognized the style of beads from my travels in Greece, and this was clearly the one I was to buy.
Hamsa / Nazar
Looking it up later, I discovered that the hand is called a “Hamsa” and is common in the Middle East. It brings happiness, luck, health and good fortune. The blue and white beads are also from the same region. Called “Nazar” beads, they are meant to protect against the “evil eye”.
After a quick stop at the local store to acquire a lighter, and I was off on my journey. First stop, the Mirador.
Even though I’d looked at the river so many times before, I wanted another look, this time to pay particular attention to the bends. Was there a particular one I should head for? Were there any distinguishing features or landmarks that I could memorize from my high viewpoint? And would I be able to still recognize it once I was at riverbank level?
As I gazed down at the river, a very distinctive bent-open ‘L’ shape suddenly popped into sight. It had of course always been there, but I had simply never ‘seen’ it!
I was familiar with this shape, but in an entirely different context and scale. It’s a shape used frequently by my friends who are quite knowledgeable in the Science of Biogeometry. They use it to balance and transmute energy frequencies.
But the shapes they use are only an inch or two long. The ‘L’ shape I was gazing at was huge, formed by a portion of the river itself! I was now certain that I was to head to one of these two distinctive bends in the river.
What is an ‘L’ shape?
Here’s a BioGeometry ‘L’ shape. The official explanation is: “The ‘L’ is one of the most powerful and useful patterns in BioGeometry. It creates an intense emission of Higher Harmonic of Gold (HHG) and is a highly effective pattern to use in transmuting detrimental energies into beneficial energies.”
Now look at the red shape drawn on the photo of the river valley at the top of the post. The river bed forms almost the exact same ‘L’ pattern!
Which bend to visit though? I decided that I would just head down and trust that I would figure it out. Although a paved road also runs through the valley, it’s not exactly bordering the river. So river access could be a complicating issue, with a need to take barbed wire fences, livestock fields and underbrush into careful consideration.
I decided to take the trail that leads down from the Mirador, thinking that it would be more scenic and pleasant than the road. Unfortunately, as I wound my way down, I discovered this was not the optimum choice. The gentle footpath soon merged with a steep, narrow, deep, muddy, slippery horse trail with a small stream running right through it!
Undaunted and determined, I slowly hiked on downward, exceedingly grateful for my poles. Without them I would have surely sprawled in the muck several times. Consequently, when the trail finally came close enough where I could see the road only a few yards away, I gratefully took the opportunity to escape the mud and walk on the more boring but much easier pavement.
Within about 10 minutes more walking I came to a dirt road going off to the left and could see a small red metal bridge in the distance. It was posted as ‘no trespassing’, but hey, as the Blues Brothers said, “I’m on a mission from God!” As I continued on my worries abated when I encountered some picnic/bathers right next to the bridge. It couldn’t be a terribly serious offence to trespass in Colombia, could it?
Recalling my earlier birds-eye view, I knew that the bridge was just up stream from the upper part of the ‘L’, so I now had to make my way down stream to the first major river bend. Sturdy barbed wire fences lined the fields on both sides of the dirt road. But after a short search, I found a spot by the bridge where I could wiggle underneath. After all, the other trespassers got in there somehow!
I walked through the underbrush alongside the river, looking for an opening to the waters edge. Finally, I ducked under some final low branches and was quite happy to see a wonderful large rock welcoming me. This river boulder was huge, nearly totally flat, an easy step from the bank, and yet clearly in the river with water flowing around both sides. Perfect!
I quickly lit my candle, removed my socks & shoes, and put my feet into the cold rushing water. Ahhhh… so refreshing. Relaxing, I laid back on the warm rock, imagining a river of light rushing by, surrounding me, on its journey to join with the waters of the ocean.
After a rest I took some photos and was inspired to place my new bracelet and the necklaces I was wearing around the candle for cleansing and vibration upgrades. Next I held the new bracelet under the rushing water to thoroughly “baptize” it. When it was time to go I did not blow out the candle. Instead, I submerged it in the river and watched with satisfaction as the water swallowed the flame and hot wax.
My work done, I took the easy way back up to Salento, via the paved road. And on my next visit to the river, I’m sure I’ll take the easy way down as well!
Nope. No miraculous visions or disembodied voices came to me. No out-of-body experiences, no strange body sensations (unless you count ‘rubber legs’ from the hike!). Just an overwhelming sense of beauty, peace and deep gratitude emanating from this very special place on the planet. If this is my ‘work’, bring it on… who needs a ‘vacation’?
After I got back to my room in town, I did some research on the Quindio River. It’s source is high in the Los Nevados National Park. After Salento it merges with other streams and then joins up with the Cauca River, flowing eventually into the Caribbean.
I also discovered that back in the time of the infamous drug cartels, the Cauca was known as “the river of death” due to the large quantity of dead bodies tossed in and floating along. The cartel made an overt practice of murdering countless people they considered to be “discardables” (prostitutes, homeless, street kids, etc) as a brutal form of “social cleansing”.
Knowing this makes a loving energetic purification and healing seem all the more timely and appropriate. It’s time for it to now become a river of life-loving liquid light.
Later I contemplated more about the ‘L’ shape in the river. Could this shape be contributing to the great popularity of the lookout point? I’ve sat and watched while people take the requisite selfies and the kids scamper about. Standard stuff. But there is something about this place that is way more alluring and magnetic than just a pretty view. I easily spot the extra long lingerers by their wistful expressions as they happily succumb to the Mirador Magic.
Perhaps the river itself is ‘consciously’ radiating an intensified beneficial energy that magnifies the sense of peace and ‘good vibes’ that people experience as they gaze down from above? Whatever the cause, my sense is that although they may not realize it, people are thirstily drinking in the energy, deeply nourishing their souls.