Unfinished story - 3rd Colombian God

It was already few months ago when I wrote you about first 2 types of Gods I met on my way, passing through Caribbean coast of Colombia.But one of them was left out - the 3rd one - experience which left me speechless and will forever stay in my memories.

It was the moment when my dream came true.
As for the most of the time I spent on the Caribbean coast of Colombia there were always those people who one could notice even from very far away. They were always dressed in white, bare feet and their black long hair made them stand out in any crowd of typical Colombians.I noticed them crossing deep forests while passing with public bus; my eyes caught them on the beach picking up sea shells and I saw them sometimes appearing in the markets.

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Who where they? Those secret creatures who were so unwillingly to communicate? Those beautiful beings who made all Krishna people to bend in front of them?
I was watching them so much, but inside I had a feeling that I will never be able to get to know any of them, as without any words or titles they made me feel, that I am far away behind their level of vibration.
Those were people from indigenous tribe of Colombia - Kogui. Real Indians, who survived after the genocide of Spaniard conquerors. They ran away in the mountains of Sierra Nevada, where so high, that even the snowed peaks found their nests, no one considered to look for them.
After very long time passed, they started slowly by slowly come back, a bit lower - thereby closer to civilization. But they were not destroyed. Their culture was not overtaken by greed of material needs or destroyed by alcohol. They were now as pure as they were before.

Park Tayrona

Once when I finally convinced Cosmos to go to Tayrona national park which is known for the most beautiful beaches of the North of Colombia, as the Caribbean sea meets the jungles on it's shore. My dream found it's way to fulfil.
Entrance in Tayrona is quite expensive so as a backpackers - we didn't give up while we  haven't tried all other ways besides the easy way of paying money for the entrance.
As I heard before, Tayrona now belongs to some French people, who are maintaining the area and therefore made it a huge tourist thing, but besides that I also heard that in olden times it was a land of Kogui tribe and some of them are still living there, as now they are protected by the government and are allowed to live almost any place they want.
So as we discovered - Tayrona has 2 entrances. First - the main and the easy one, where guards stay till late and walk till the camp place on the beach takes 1.5 h through the normal forest path. And the second one - in the other side of the park, where the guards leave earlier and the path to the camp is longer, takes 3 h by crossing mountains one after another. Of-course we chose the second one. But while waiting for guards to leave in the little cafeteria besides the gate, I saw there this beautiful creature sitting by. The black long hair covering the shoulders of the white cotton shirt and big strap of crocheted white cotton handbag, hanging on his left side while in the other hand he was holding his white crotched head cover. This white goddess with coal black hair and profoundly dark eyes, gave me an idea. Why couldn't we enter without payment as his friends for a visit? So without double thinking I approached him with my intention.
First I thought he will refuse not only my idea but even speaking with me, as for him I was just another 'Gringa' tourist. But I was wrong. My fear where unreasonable, he replied me so gently and after a bit of thinking he agreed to lead me and Cosmos to the park of Tayrona.
It was a very long walk, and as higher we climbed as lower the sun was hiding. We reached one peak of the mountain after another and every next one seemed as double high as the previous one. The Kogui Indian was breathing as he would be lying on the beach while I was struggling to catch him up, not even speaking about Cosmos, with big backpack on his shoulders [as he was a gentleman to carry things for both of us], was far behind us.

Almost a beginning of the uplift

On the way we understood that we will not reach the camp today, because it was almost dark [as sun setts down at 18.00], and we had in-front of us 2h long walk through the jungle forest, which indeed was not the easiest one.
But the  Kogui Indian by noticing the disappearance of sunlight invited us to settle with a tent in his house.
Without double thought we agreed and continued the way. It was just a pure uplift and when already it seamed that all the world is beneath our feet, we continued to climb even higher till the sunlight was replaced by moonlight and stars.
After a while we finally reached it.. we couldn't see the house, but a little fireplace with some lively shadows passing by, was just few meters in front of us.
When I asked this kind man, if this house is located here because of his ancestors who might have lived here, he replied that this place he chose by himself because it is beautiful. After he chose this place, he came here to smooth the peak and convert it into the terrace where the house could be built. All in all it required 2 month of work which he did it by himself and the uplifting way to his home has never been an obstacle for him.
As we finally arrived, we were introduced to the lively shadows which we saw from far away. It was his family - a wife and two kids. The older one 9 years old who just started to go to school and the little one - 2 years old baby.
We sat down all together with this white goods like family by the fire place and the stars made me feel like I am far, far away from the Earth. It was so interesting evening to get to know their values, their goddess - mother earth, their way to call themselves Big Brothers while all the rest of human beings are the Younger brothers, their divisions in tribes, where the highest one is called Mamo. Mamo as a leader of a tribe, the oldest one - is there to lead and to remain all the knowledge in himself till it is passed to the next generation after his death. The way of ceremonies how they still speak and thank the mother nature. How they protect us Younger brother without our consideration. How they care about future of this planet and how they care about us to come back to the purity.

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It was a miracle to look in their eyes and listen into them. To see with how much love they pronounce every word and every thought. And it was unbelievable to realize that this all still exists right now.
After a while we went to sleep. The family entered their house which consisted of one room and the whole room was in the size of one giant bed, and we went to our tent near by. The silence of the sky made everything transparent. We heard how all the family curled into the bed and started to help the oldest kid with it's homework. It was unbelievable. As they have their own language but in Colombia everyone speaks Spanish, most of the Indians spoke 2 languages. While the older one with parents was going through the homeworks the youngest baby was learning Spanish words, and while repeating them her pronunciation was so funny that all the family started to laugh. Their laugh was full of love.

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And this... exactly THIS was the moment which made me feel like never before.
It was like a feeling that I got into the place where the dreams are born. Far, far away from the civilization or anyone.. we were there in the top of the mountain covered by the blanket of stars and warmed by those magic laughs, which were so light and full of love, that the sky reflected them as a light which might surprise those ones from below and make them look up here as for a search of a miracle without realizing that it is just a family. A family of two youngs of 29 and 27 years, who made their nest on the top of the mountain in the harmony of nature and every night they spread these star dusts of happiness down, over our heads.
I guess for me it was a moment when I saw my values shifting.
It is not any-more as I thought. It is more beautiful than I ever believed and I saw - it is possible.

I was in a dream and while dream fulfilled, it entered even deeper.. to stay in me forever.
Family, love, nature, sky, stars and candlelight.
How much less they need to be much more happy than we are.

The next day we woke up.. I was taught how to spin the cotton from the plant, but Cosmos - how to bake the corn pancakes and then we were ready to go. But before we left we were asked to not expose to anyone that we were accepted by them, as it is the shame to their tribe. Because as I told before they are very strong about maintaining their culture and do not let the white occidentals so easily to destroy it.
So that is why I never revealed his name.

Beautiful family

Here is some video with their message to humanity, if you are interested:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4vLaeenrGpY

*Sorry for so many borrowed pictures from internet, but it is better this way