I just finished reading "Turn Right at Machu Picchu" and couldn't help but reflect on my own experience at this mysterious "citadel in the clouds," a description that couldn't be more true, and is what makes this sacred place even more magical.
Upon reaching the top of Machu Picchu Mountain, I was in a complete white out. Just as I was about to leave, the clouds started to wisp apart and flow through the mountains like rushing water, giving us glimpses of the miniature architectural wonder below, and the sea of mountains that protect it.
There's something magnetic and mystical about the Andes that has left an imprint on my soul, pulling me to return. I'm grateful for the privilege, health, support and people along the way that have helped me to experience places like these.
One of my favorite learnings from the book is that the Incas have a three-pronged Golden Rule: ama sua, ama llula, ama cheklla - do not steal, do not lie, do not be lazy. The last point is one that is easy to fall into. We all have to constantly push ourselves and hold each other accountable to keep working hard and chipping away at progress, whatever that may mean to you. Complacency is the enemy.