Weavers of Light: A Message from Lake Titicaca
Reflections from a starlight portal on top of the world!
We had just arrived at the highest navigable lake in the world, a place that I had been called to, nine months previously, during a guided grid-work visualisation journey with Deya Dova. I had seen myself, in my mind's eye, standing on what I knew in that moment to be, the shore of Lake Titicaca.
It was if the lake already knew we were coming, because as we arrived I saw a very clear face formed above the waters, what felt like the presence of a Guardian in the sky.
I was given a name that means ‘clouds’ in a ceremony with a Mexican medicine woman two years ago and I have learnt since to pay attention to the clouds, alongside the digital cloud too.
Diana Cooper messaged me, to say it was Dom, the elemental master of air, who had come to greet us. Dom moves through thought, through breath, and who stirs the dragons in the clouds….
A guardian of subtle spaces.
A being of intention.
And that word… Intention… This would ripple throughout the days and moments that followed at the Lake, this mirror of shining water and light beings, this portal of starlight.
The lake felt so alive.
Multidimensionally.
I could feel it so strongly!
The stillness, the mirror, was listening.
The lake was receiving and transmitting.
Over the coming days, as we sailed across her waters, a group of us braved the cold air and bright sunshine to sit up on the roof of the boat.
We’d jokingly called ourselves the Star Alliance. Human antennas, there to listen, to connect, to clear and revere.
Not everyone in the group was always in the same headspace, which was one of the more challenging things about travelling together. There was always someone filming, or taking photos. I know it comes from a good heart and we all do it. But sometimes it pulled me out of the moment and often made me feel scattered.
Triggering my digital wellbeing pieces and parts.
At the lake it was all too much for me and eventually, I said — if anyone wants to come up top of the boat, that there was not to be any filming, or speaking. One of the group snapped back: “Who put you in charge?!” Even when it comes from love, from reverence even, asking for stillness can still feel like a confrontation in our world. I went back to the top deck, a little shaken, and let the lake hold me.
And then… Something softened.
I took a breath and dropped into presence.
And then I saw something new, something with my inner vision: rainbow dragons gliding just beneath the water beside our boat. Shimmering, serpentine beings, so clear. So real.
I looked up - and there in the sky… I see a dragon made of clouds!
Just then, at that very moment, my friend Louise
, with tears streaming down her cheeks, handed me a Tibetan dragon stone — one she was about to offer to the lake. I looked down. Then up again. The dragon in the carving and the dragon in the sky — they were the same.As above, so below.
My mind - blown.
But this went a step further for when we arrived at the shore. I told Louise what I’d seen in the water, she looked up and said, “Did they look like this?” And there, right in front of us in the harbour — a dragon statue!
So unexpected for Peru. Jorge, our guide, told us it wasn’t from Incan times. He explained that these beings — dragons, serpents of light — are ancient here. Long before the Inca, the Pukina people saw the lake as alive with celestial energies. The Amaru, the rainbow serpent, guardian of transformation, was said to swim these waters.
These weren’t just ancient myths, I had seen them myself!
The dragons were with us. Watching. Confirming.
I wonder if they arrive when we slow down enough to see?
Both the dragons themselves, and all the synchronicities.
The Mastery of Attention
Jorge, our guide at Lake Titicaca, is an author of many books on Inka wisdom (consultant on Ancient Aliens too :) and is very tapped into the inter-dimensionality and the spiritual histories of Peru.
One of his key messages was about the importance of sharing our light, referring to the Incan traditions and foundations of Love (Munay), Service (Llankay) and Wisdom (Yachay).
As we sat together at Lake Titicaca, at this temple of light, we absorbed wisdoms as old as the lake itself, and this message came through very clearly…
We have been distracted.
Not just by phones and modern noise.
But in our energy. Our presence. Our intention.
He asked us: How is your relationship with your soul? How do you feed your soul?
“Where is your attention?”
Jorge spoke of hoochq (sometimes spelled hucha) - which in Andean cosmology means heavy, dense, or stagnant energy — often the kind we accumulate through emotional, spiritual, or energetic disconnection.
It’s not necessarily “bad,” but it’s energy that needs to be transformed.
The Q’ero (who we were also working with on the trip) often referred to hucha as something that can be cleared, offered to the earth (Pachamama) through rituals, in our ceremonies and through clearings.
Guilt. Judgment. Grasping. Complaining. All the ways we leak energy. All the ways we disconnect from ourselves, from each other, from the sacred.
And our technology, our phones and mobile devices, can definitely play a part in this.
Jorge also told us that the ancient masters don’t have a word for “work.”
Instead, they say Yanki — meaning love, service, talents, gifts, contribution.
“You are a ray of light,” Jorge said. “How you share your light is how you give a hand to Father Sun.”
This message we can weave into everything we do online as much as offline too.
This is one of the many pieces of what Digital Mysticism is to me, to what Social Media for a New Age has always been about, and what I will be exploring more of in Digital Mystery School.
When we become still — when we drop back into the breath, into the body, into the moment, Jorge explained….
“This is when the Hummingbird appears.”
When we remember our sweetness.
Where we taste our own nectar.
Our wisdom.
Our life.
Not as content ( or content for content’s sake!)
Essence.
Sharing from Love, Service & Wisdom;
Your attention.
Your presence.
Your beauty.
Your truth.
Your light.
Lake Titicaca, is known to be a birthplace of light.
Where we see the sun and the sun sees us.
I am not here to teach or share anything new.
Our ancestors knew it, they taught it.
The mysteries are quite simple sometimes.
What has been whispered, sung, and shown to me.
A remembering.
A return.
That lives in the still spaces within each one of us.
Your attention is your offering.
Your presence is a prayer.
That is what the mountains and the sacred lake shared with me.
In a world that wants us scrolling, performing, or capturing everything.
May we come back to the sacred.
In everything.
In ourself.
To the light that we are.
To our inner sun.
Beautiful x
I felt every word of this deep in my being. What an incredible experience! Thank you for sharing x