"The trail"...
A canoe took us to the trial.
We hiked for about two hours.
Thank goodness our guide knew the way,
because without him we surely would have been lost.
Our guide pointed out jaguar and tapir tracks... fresh in the mud.
(I put my boot next to them for size comparison.)
Glad we didn't come face to face with them on the trail...
Looking up a tall tree trunk
Base of tree
Sunlight shining through palm leaves
during our 30-minute meditation
We each sat alone in the forest for a half-hour.
Our guide cut a palm leaf for each of us to sit on.
At first I was hesitant to sit,
but then I did sit down.
At first it was nice to take a break from walking
and be still--
and just observe the surrounding forest.
Sitting there, motionless,
I began to notice the forest was not as still
as it had appeared when we were moving.
I started to notice many insects moving around me.
I saw
an ant
a mosquito
a really large ant.
The mosquitoes started to come for me
so I covered my head and neck with a scarf.
Not long after, I felt a pinch come from underneath me.
I quickly stood up and found a tick on my palm leaf.
Later, when I got back, I found tiny red chigger bumps all around my waistline.
From this experience it occurred to me that
I AM FOOD too.
I am not in the habit of thinking this way.
In the modern world we are taught to think of ourselves as consumers,
but rarely take into consideration what it means to be consumed,
and we have generally lost a sense of respect and appreciation
for the things we consume.
This experience gave me a new perspective
and a greater appreciation for the things I consume--
the things that help me stay alive.
We are all living--all with lives of our own.
Observing a beautiful world
Back on the trail,
the only way across...
her look says it all.
Again, thank goodness for our brave guide
who helped us each across, one by one.
Fruit from tree - (not for human consumption)
Sky
Getting settled at tents at Wachirpas,
an Achuar village we stayed at overnight.
Our pretty blue tent
The other tents, (also nice looking)
Achuar house and school houses in the background.
I was a bit surprised to see what large clearings the Achuar had at their villages;
I didn't anticipate seeing such clearings and
had imagined they would live even more intimately with the surrounding forest life;
I was told they liked soccer and played in the clearings.
The sky that night was amazing--
so many stars,
and constellations we do not see up north,
such as the Southern Cross.