The Crest of the Falcon

After a couple of hours of delay in Bogotá, we arrived in Cusco just after 2:30 pm. The excitement was immense… tempered by a slight uneasiness: the Archaeological Park of Saqsaywaman closed at 5 pm, and time, seemed to be slipping through our fingers.

We were greeted by a radiant sun, a warm atmosphere softened by a fresh cool breeze. We dropped our luggage at the hotel and, as we searched for a taxi to Sacsayhuaman, the first message arrived:

“Welcome, sisters, to Cusco: the crest of the falcon.”

The falcon? How curious. I would have expected the condor, the emblematic bird of the Andes, messenger between worlds. The falcon did not quite fit into my Andean imaginary. Instead, my mind drifted to Egypt, first Horus, and then Thoth.

Thank you Yaz for the picture 🙂

We arrived at the site: wow!

Located at the top of the hill, Sacsayhuamán revealed itself to me not as a fortress, but as a vast and living ceremonial body, despite the dominant narrative that started with the Spanish. Its architecture dialogues with the mountain, the landscape and the sky, while its silent majesty watches over the ancient capital of the Inca Empire. Archaeologists estimate that what we see today is barely 40% of what once existed.

Before us rose colossal stone blocks (between 90 and 300 tons), carved with extremely high precision and assembled impeccably, without mortar. Compelling evidence of the wisdom of the Incas, and of those before them. Even now, experts have not been able to decipher how these megaliths were transported, cut, lifted, and assembled.

I did not experience them as stones, but as a living puzzle, a code of organic forms, soft yet powerful at once, as if the rock had been shaped by hands fluent in the language of matter, geometry, and resonance.

Each wall felt more like a living work… a dance.

Imagine, dear travel companion, that barely 64 years before Columbus arrived in Guanahaní (an island in the Bahamas archipelago) in 1492, the construction of Sacsayhuamán had already begun.  For half a century (between 1428 and 1478) this place was being diligently shaped, stone by stone.

While Europe dreamed of “discovering” and conquering new worlds, here, high in the Andes, these monumental structures were already rising, aligned with the sky, the sun, and the memory of the Earth.

Walking through Sacsayhuamán felt deeply ancestral.

Each step felt less like movement through space and more like a descent into something older than the history we are aware of. And as we advanced, a question began to echo within me, quietly but insistently:

Where, exactly, is the place where we are meant to stop?

And the answer came clearly: Further ahead. Keep walking.

We followed the path indicated by the sign: Muyuqmarka. I did not know if that was truly the right way. Time was running out, and the space was immense.  Then, like a sign, this solitary stone appeared on the path:

A few steps later, we reached the viewpoint. Yazmín and I looked at each other and needing no words, we knew tha was the place.

We lay down on the grass, at 3,700 meters above sea level (12,100 feet). And it was then, surrounded by stone, with the sky and the earth bearing witnesses, that the transmission began:

Recalibrating your hearts to the heartbeat of the Earth is crucial for the mission. This point… is being at the center of the heart of the sun. Recharge yourselves with the luminous photons of the sun, of your galaxy. Not the sun you see, of the galaxy.

We are with you. Breathe.

 Surrender to the sacred, cosmic earth that has received you today with so much love, with so much light, with so much warmth. The sun will be your guide on this journey, path, trajectory, adventure. Fear nothing, not even trust. Follow your intuition.

[03:30] – Recharge your mitochondria with the luminous energy of the sun that shines upon you. Give permission for it to enter deeply, deeply, deeply.

The point is the one. The point expands within itself, forming this circle. The sacred, desired, and  admired circle.

After a long pause, I asked: why were we directed to this specific point? Why here?

The answer came at once:

“Why here? Because this is the crest of the falcon.

Remember… when the temple was fully active… and what you call Pleiadians practiced the same technology.”

Then I saw it. From the stones around us, beams of light were projected into the sky, forming a circular structure of pillars of luminosity, interwoven with geometries that I do not recognize, but felt unmistakably familiar.

Levitation, expansion, work at the intracellular level. Not inside the cell, but the space between the cells.

This is a point of cosmic, multidimensional connection.

¿Do you see the spacecraft? They see you. Stay still, we are recalibrating your bodies.

After almost ten minutes, it continued:

Your mitochondria have been recharged and updated to the appropriate vibration to enter the etheric and subtle fields where your steps will take you.

You have done well in not eating (I had been instructed to do a 5-day water fast before this journey).

We are restructuring your entire apparatus, vehicle. Vehicle of perfection…

[17:43] – Strong. Strong, you need to be strong.

[17:56] – Completely anchor the gold structure.

[21:06] – Remember that the most powerful Agnihotra is the one in the afternoon. (Both of you) burn with the sacred fire of Agnihotra today.

[21:22] – You are a blessing and you are blessed.

[21:29] – Burn, transmute, becoming gold.

[21:30] – Be gold, gold, gold, holding the frequency of gold.

U-ru. Gold.

[22:10] – The presence of gold.
The magnetism of gold.
The shininess of gold.
The resistance of gold.

[26:50] – Continue charging your batteries.

[26:57] – Just allow.

[27:19] – Be like a crystal that recharges under the light.

Then I asked mentally: why was the instruction to activate the structure of gold and not the frequency of gold?

And the answer came:

[32:52] – Frequency is a vibration, visible, not so much in matter.

[33:01] – Structure is the materialization of vibration.

[33:08] – Do you understand? It is not to vibrate like gold, it is to anchor the structure of gold to be gold, gold… Gold., oro…Oro.

That made sense to me.  A frequency is an energy field that you enter, resonate with, and exit, without altering the operating system. However, structure is architecture and sovereign alignment; it reconfigures the inner geometry itself.

[35:09] – You are already recharged.

They asked me to reconfirm with my travel companion. I checked in with her: Yazmín, are you (charged) one hundred percent of one hundred percent?

She replied: I am, one hundred percent.

[35:26] – Good. You may proceed on your path.
Thank you for visiting us.
Thank you for your service.

[35:37] – Solar Command greets you..

The transmission ended and we layd there. My body felt relaxed and, at the same time, energized. The sky had a different luminosity.

And then I saw it: a great heart drawn in the sky.

An expansive gratitude rose within me.
To Yaz, for walking this path with me.
To Solar Command (although I do not know who they are) for the transmission and activations.
And to Sacsayhuaman, because it is alive, and allowed us to experience one of its pulses.

*Agnihotra: is a gift from the Vedas. A simple fire ritual intended to purify the environment, reduce pollution, and restore the bioenergetic balance of nature. It is performed twice a day (sunrise and sunset) at a specific time.

 

NOTE: Today, when I finished writing this entry, I felt called to look up the meaning of Sacsayhuaman. In Quechua:

  • Saqsay or saksay (verb): satiated, to be satisfied, to be full.
  • Waman: falcon.

Sacsayhuaman therefore means “the satiated falcon”.  And I found myself wondering: why highlight that the falcon is satiated?

I began researching whether falcons had crests. I discovered that birds of prey, including falcons, have a tomial tooth: a triangular, sharp protuberance or crest on the upper beak, which they use to immobilize their prey.

Then the image shifted.

For the falcon to continue flying high, in freedom and clarity, it must be satiated. To achieve this, it uses its tomial tooth with precision and discernment. In doing so, it feeds itself, restores its physical well-being, and knows when to stop.

Yet I sense that the symbol of the falcon points to something subtler than hunger. It evokes an energetic state, one in which fullness, balance, and harmony prevail. A state where there is no longer lack, but sufficiency.

Sufficiency of what?

Of itself, by virtue of being a spark of the Source.

It indicates the end of the compulsive search for the external to ascend in the octaves of consciousness. Attention is focused inward, toward its connection with the I Am and the Totality. And instead of pursuing, it allows.

It signals the end of the compulsive search for the external to ascend through the octaves of consciousness. Attention turns inward, toward its connection with the I Am and the Totality. Instead of pursuing, it allows.

In that instant, everything came into focus: the greeting, the crest of the falcon, the transmission of that day. All of it resonated with my process of saying goodbye (with gratitude) and releasing attachments, limiting beliefs, labels, and any aspect that reinforces duality and separation.

 

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