Thank You, Pachamama, Thank You
A Ceremony Of Thanks
Moray, Peru, is in the sacred valley near Urubamba. It is high in the mountains, above where trees can grow. Some people think that these round terraces were for ancient Inca experimentation with crops: finding the species of potatoes and squash and root vegetables and maiz that would thrive at various altitudes. Others, including me, are less certain. To me, it is an architectural prayer of gratitude to Pachamama. Of course, it contained plants. The prayer says:
Thank you, thank you, thank you, Pachamama, for your fertility, for your fruit, for your nutrition. Thank you for sheltering and feeding us, for growing crops and animals, and giving us pure water to drink. Thank you for mulching everything that we leave behind so that it can be used anew. Thank you for continually restoring yourself and never being so exhausted that you give up on us, who walk on your belly. Thank you for reminding us to take good care of you. And thank you especially for sustaining the deep, dark feminine mystery inside you. Gracias, gracias, gracias.