Enigmatic Shadows

There are well defined shadows and we accept it, but what is impossible is to understand how they are formed in apparent complicity with the rocks, the light and the time.

If we arrive in Marcahuasi with our eyes open, and with aerials turned off we would have to go with the compass of our imagination solely, to be able to interpret all of this scenery of shadows that form perfect figures and a waterfall of emotions.





The appearance and disappearance of the shadows, perhaps is a forgotten technique that the people who inhabited the plateau used to use. A form of language and mystery.

Everybody that writes about the shadows that are born and die here in Marcahuasi, the plateau is a place of perplexities, of enchanted submissions, and where we are all free to think and wake the magic of the shadows - with the peace that only the sacred mountain wraps and invades us with.

Considering the bewitching shadows, I have no answers, but only questions : Are they the guardians of the mysteries of Marcahuasi? Are they messages about the immortality of the Gods? Are they punished spirits? Or are they demonic shadows that simbolise and transform in evil watchers of the plateau? Without doubt Marcahuasi is and will always be a place where truth is hidden, where the believers and the sceptics will feel the same emotion.





Will this be a guardian of Marcahuasi? The shadow of a spirit? - It is a hidden truth in Marcahuasi, that fills us with emotions and silence.

A tourist said to me "I feel a spiritual power ... feel the blessing of the Gods, when I stay contemplating the magic of the shadows". - without taking his eyes off the rocks, and without wanting to lose a detail, he remained close to the Egyptian Sphinx, marvelled and besotted with the enigmatic shadows.

Marcahuasi es the mountain of dreams, because every one that is found is different and beautiful, but the abyss of beliefs that there are about the shadows is something new that wakes in this new generation that arrives at Marcahuasi, with inspiration and freedom of imagination.





This is the meeting of an Andean monk with a visitor ... this or any other perception will always be a question of interpretation.

Everybody that lives this enchantment, illusion, and dream with the rhythm of the shadows, that are a test of faith. Once more I am trapped by the mystery of Marcahuasi - not only by what I see but also by what I feel - I take delight in the dance of the enigmatic shadows that come and go with the whim of the sun and weather.

Secrets that these shadows guard in silence and loneliness will continue being a mystery in this stone forest, and will continue intensely puzzling the visitor with this unknown universe called Marcahuasi.

[Read the original blog post (in Spanish)]

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Photos : John Ysrael Guevara