The Legend of the Golden Tear (More history)

Once upon a long, long time ago, Father Sun shed a golden tear of love that landed on the third planet out. In a large, long valley high on the backbone that divides what is now known as South America, inhabitants of a young world began gathering around the Golden Orb, wanting to admire and absorb its radiant beauty. These Stone People came a great distance, from all four directions, to witness the fiery tear firsthand and take part in a solemn deliberation about what should be done. While Stone People were generally fond of each other, many were nearly lifeless in what was a cool, drab, slow moving world. A fiery ball from Father Sun was a welcome diversion and a hopeful sign that new vitality might someday appear here on Mother Earth.  Much time passed…and more time passed. Stone People deliberate slowly. 

Eventually, a small, smooth River Stone, who couldn’t see over the ponderous Mountain Boulders, grew impatient and began jumping up and down, up and down, up and down, hollering in a high pitched voice,



“I know what to do! I know what to do!  I know what to do!” 

“What do you want little, smooth one?” an elder asked.

“Jump up and down. Jump up and down like me!” 

While small in stature, the smooth stone had gained much wisdom in millions of years in the great River down the mountain. She knew this golden gift of the Sun must be shared with all Stone People. 



Somehow sensing wisdom in the squeaky command, little Stone People, big Stone People, and even giant Stone People began stretching, eventually moving, and finally jumping. As you can imagine, this created tremendous noise, vibration, and power.  Mother Earth shook violently. Soon an opening appeared in the ground. To the surprise of the hopping Stones, the Golden Tear began spreading to the four corners of the Earth and slipped down and away, winding toward the center of this, the third planet. On its journey deep, deep down to the heart of the Earth, the Golden Tear rubbed and bumped and scraped against dirt and stone. Everything it touched turned to gold. To this very day, bits and pieces and rivulets of gold still exist inside our planet. 

In a wondrous planetary moment, the fiery Golden Tear found the center of the Earth where it started a great fire. And so, Father Sun’s love will always burn at the center of Mother Earth.

The long awaited golden gift of the Sun caused a magical explosion of beauty and diversity. The Spark of the Sun warmed the waters of the world and new life was born from the Earth’s ocean womb. Beings came forth one by one, two by two, and eventually thousands by thousands. Plants and animals and birds were born and flourished among the jumping, jubilant Stone People. 

The ancient rock beings loved their gift of diversity and beauty from the Sun so much that they finally became very quiet and very still as an offering of appreciation, admiration, and respect. And to this day we rarely see a Boulder Person jumping or talking.

Mother Earth was very content covered as she was with happy stones, beautiful plants, colorful flowers, and trees, and fish, and birds, and all kinds of animals. Many centuries rolled by, eons passed. A new era was dawning and it seemed another golden drop of the Sun was due to reach Earth. It all began as Manko Qhapaq and Mama Oqullo, beloved children of Father Sun, known as the first Inkas, set out on a great adventure. 

Much time has passed since Manko and Mama's journey and now we are in the 21st century. Even today, beings from all over Mother Earth lovingly remember the Golden Tear and yearn for another fiery gift from the Sun. Humans all around Mother Earth love gold and adorn themselves with remnants of the shining Sun tear as a reminder of the ancient day when a Golden Tear of love fell from the sky and initiated an explosion of life and love and beauty. 

 Today humanity awaits another Golden Gift of the Sun and hopes it once again brings beauty, balance and unity to the Great Mother and all her children.

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