Back to the Lima airport chapel; I can't tell you how many chapels and corners and cafes in how many different airports I've been to in the past nine months. I always find such serenity in these nexus points- maybe all the travelers that have invested their energy, taking a pause between transit, have infused these spaces with so much potential energy, so much charge, it's like I can sit in lotus in freezeframe and watch the electronic pulse, the comings and the goings, the salient journeys.
Peru has always done something so right to my energy body; the breath is round- not two dimensional but a sensual and voluptuous being, and she is soft and deep and wants to play.
In this particular airport chapel meditation, in which there have been many, I lifted my chin and felt my neck open wide. At once I could see these charged ripples being released from underneath my chin, and I've never been this sense-aware of the throat chakra- she is lovely energy and open and heightened and alert- she sent these charged ripples out from her center like geometric waves, like tendrils, that I could feel were sending themselves out in front of me, making the connections with the language and the people and the sensations that await me.
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