Eda visiting Scotland last fall, a love letter

I keep very sacred in my soul all those incredible moments I was close to ancient Stones and Oak trees, exploring old forests spirits represented by native plants. Still I hear their voices through indecipherable sounds. They were like naughty children inviting me to playing with them and through their games, showed me their wisdom. What a gift!

I still smell the damp earth while I was walking up in the hills  alongside my friend Druid where -after a few moments revering the spirits over there- the fairies appeared and started to "dancing" on my left side creating beautiful luminous shapes and projecting green colors shinning like emeralds. What a joy!

 Autumn in Scotland is quite magical. The almost cold wind caressing my face and tempering my spirit, like an old man blowing my head and taught me to listening with every whistle a particular sound that help my old soul to decipher ancient knowledge of Celtic wisdom. I feel so honored!  

Then, showing themselves like a bunch of flowers, women from United Kingdom, Spain, France, Poland, Brasil and Portugal, my new sisters, my perfect companion to explore new flavors, new sounds, old tales what allowed me to unfold indescribable wisdom from very ancient times well described in every Stone, every Oak, up in the Highlands and the lochs. What a privilege!

I have returned to Peru plenty, my soul was fueled by Celtic magic, tasted the beauty of Scotland and learned a little more of its incredible wisdom. Thank you!