What is The Arumu Muru Portal?

Aramu Muru PortalPeru is an amazing place. Literally, in the middle of nowhere, one comes across temples like this one carved into the rock. It is located in a valley about a mile inland from Lake Titicaca near the town of Pune.

The local people call this Lemurian Temple ~ it measures 23 feet x 23 feet with a six feet high alcove at the base ~ the Puerta de Hayu Marca (The Gate of the Gods). Our guide called it an Interdimensional Doorway because it has long been believed that the ancients could use it to travel to other universes.  And, it seems that there is clear evidence that one person, standing in the portal, disappeared for about two minutes before re-appearing.

It was probably 1999 when I walked across the fields to get to it. Now I understand there is a road and a $2.00 fee to enter the doorway about which there are also many legends. (I have provided a link at the end). And here is what I wrote on my return in one of my newsletters:

The width of the “doorway” is that of my outstretched arms with palms up. The rock told me exactly where I was to put them. The top of the inside, which is a little higher than me, is also flat. Again, the place to put my forehead, my third eye, was clearly revealed to me The bottom is, however, uneven, presumably due to the thousands of pairs of feet that, over time, have stood in that doorway.   

Amuru-womanLike the woman before me, I knew enough to enter in my bare feet. Once there, I took a couple of deep breaths, and, as I let go ~ and the tears are coming again, as they did then ~ I was filled with an overwhelming sense of peace and love. For about ten minutes I was home again. Those of you who are good Christians will enjoy that. “Are you telling us you went to heaven?”, you may well ask. 

And if I say “No, I went to the Golden City” you may well laugh and retort, “A rose by any other name smells just as sweet. Anyway … perhaps that is why I am so calm: I am in no hurry to die but it’ll be nice to go home again. 

Afterwards, I moved up to the soft rock outcrops and, like a lizard, basked in the sunshine. Later, when I was disturbed by voices ~ a young man from Holland had just found the place ~ I moved higher up between the rock walls and lay, spread-eagled with my face in the grass. When it was time to go, I got to my knees and looked skyward. Right above the peaks, first one, then a second condor appeared and made a couple of lazy circles in the sky. I hadn’t brought my eagle feather with me but, at that moment, I remembered the prophesy about the eagle of the north and the condor of the south being reunited.  And I felt that my offerings of seeds and nuts, plus tobacco, that I had made in many sacred places had been accepted.

And a footnote:  We usually paused for a moment before entering those sacred places to obtain permission from the guardians to enter.


Next, a woman named Kathy Doore has a great blog. www.labyrinthina.com , where, if you are interested,
you will find the legends, beautifully described, about the Lord Amuru and the Golden Solar Disk, which was his gift to the Inca, along with some of her thoughts about recent times.

Lastly, and I can’t resist adding this because you may already think I am crazy, but the Goddess people have a practice called “Drawing down the moon.” So one night there, alone, and high on a mountain-side with a full moon above me, I thought I would see if I could do that and was happy with what then happened.