Montezuma and Cortez

As it was in the new world before the coming of the Europeans.

Upon reaching Tenochitlan (Mexico City), Montezuma asked Cortés if he was the god Quetzalcoatl, who was predicted to return from the east as a white man with a beard and blue eyes, to stamp out human sacrifice and deliver the oppressed.

Cortés replied: “It was true that we came from where the sun rose, and were the vassals and servants of a great Prince called the Emperor Don Carlos, who held beneath his sway many and great princes, and that the Emperor having heard of him and what a great prince he was, had sent us to these parts to see him, and to beg them to become Christians, the same as our Emperor and all of us, so that his soul and those of all his vassals might be saved.”

Montezuma was in awe of Cortés and his men, primarily because of the ominous portents and signs that had recently occurred which were interpreted as foretelling Quetzalcoatl’s return and the end of the Aztec Empire, namely:

  • water of the lake around Mexico City boiling over due to volcanic eruption
  • unusual northern lights
  • comets
  • earthquakes
  • the temple of the sun god catching fire
  • eerie wailing noises at night
  • the king’s sister revived from her grave saying strange beings would enter the country and ruin it

Montezuma showed Cortés and his men their temples. There was a theater made of human skulls and mortar, wherein Gonzalo de Umbria counted 136,000 skulls, which included those in the steps and on poles. A tower was made of skulls too numerous to count.

There were obsidian knives, stone altars, black-robed priests with hair matted down with human blood, idols with basins for human blood, walls and steps covered with human blood and gore, an idol made out of seeds kneaded and ground with the blood of virgins and babies, pits where the human bodies were thrown after people had eaten off the arms and legs.

Bernal Diaz del Castillo recorded: “Our Captain said to Montezuma through our interpreter, half laughing: ‘Señor Montezuma, I do not understand how such a great Prince and wise man as you are has not come to the conclusion, in your mind, that these idols of yours are not gods, but evil things that are called devils and so that you may know it and all your priests may see it clearly, do me the favor to approve of my placing a cross here on the top of this tower.’”

Gary has been a writer/photographer for over thirty years. Specializing in nature and landscape photography, as well as studying native cultures.

His travels have taken him to most of the United States, as well as Australia, Belize, Egypt and the Canary Islands.

He has studied the Mayan culture of Central America as well as the aborigines of Australia. Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in various parts of the world.

He has published several books about his adventures.

For more information, please consult his website,www.journeysthrulife.com.

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The Land of the Pharaoh

Written By: Gary Wonning

As the plane made it’s final approach into Cairo over the Egyptian desert, a chill went up my spine. Looking out the window, I saw the exact same scene I had visualized a few years earlier during the hypnotic regression when I experienced coming to earth several thousand years ago.

I had regressed back to a time in Egypt when I recalled teleporting from another planet, as my soul entered the earth’s atmosphere, I sensed I was forming a body by consciously gathering the minerals and elements out of the earth’s atmosphere.

I set foot on planet earth for the first time, I had come to Saqqara Egypt, a place not far from here. Now as the plane came in for it’s final approach, with darkness descending over the desert, looking out the window and seeing the Giza pyramids, I suddenly recalled seeing the same scene I remembered from my hypnotic session. WOW!

My mind raced back to that session, I had never been here before in this lifetime, there is no way I could have known what Egypt would look like at this time of day. I began to recall the things I had said and remembered during the recall, it had been a time of an awakening, a time to realize there was more to life than conventional wisdom teaches us.

The author has been a writer/photographer for over thirty years. Specializing in nature and landscape photography, as well as studying native cultures.

His travels have taken him to most of the United States, as well as Australia, Belize, Egypt and the Canary Islands.

He has studied the Mayan culture of Central America as well as the aborigines of Australia. Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in various parts of the world.

He has published several books about his adventures.

For more information, please consult his website,www.journeysthrulife.com.

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Ending My Journey In Belize

Written By: Gary Wonning

This was to be our last night in the tropical paradise called Belize, after spending two weeks studying the ancient Maya and their culture, it was time to think of returning to the good old USA. Tomorrow it would be back to Belize City, where we would board a flight for Houston and consequently our final destination, Indianapolis.

The sleeping accommodations couldn’t have been any better, the huts were modern, with screened in open air quarters and a convenient outside shower. An early morning breakfast, a short good-bye on the pier and we were on our way back to the good old USA.

It had been quite a trip.

The author has been a writer/photographer for over thirty years. Specializing in nature and landscape photography, as well as studying native cultures.

His travels have taken him to most of the United States, as well as Australia, Belize, Egypt and the Canary Islands.

He has studied the Mayan culture of Central America as well as the aborigines of Australia. Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in various parts of the world.

He has published several books about his adventures.

For more information, please consult his website,www.journeysthrulife.com.

Your comments are welcome

Synchronicity In the Modern world

Written by: Gary Wonning

I had replied to an ad in Outdoor Photography. A man living in Zambia was needing to communicate with someone in the states, film processing was difficult there and he needed someone to process film for him. I replied as it sounded like a lucrative business proposition, he even mentioned paying for my passage to Zambia for business purposes. What did I have to lose, he was going to pick up the tab?

The trip was to take place in a few months so I began to make plans and applied for a passport. When I applied for the passport, the birth certificate I had wasn’t the correct one. I didn’t realize the hospital birth certificate wasn’t a legal document, so first off, I had to apply for a new birth certificate from the county health department.

Upon receiving the correct birth certificate, I noticed my first name was spelled differently than the way I had been spelling it all my life. My name was spelled Garald on the birth certificate and I had been spelling it Gerald all these years. The funny part about it, people had always called me Garald instead of Gerald. Quite a revelation. As it turned out, later when I began to understand numerology more, the difference in spelling made a big difference in my life plan.

Evidently, the doctor had written it down wrong at my birth, and my parents weren’t even aware of the error. The original birth certificate couldn’t be changed so we decided to make my passport match my driver’s license,  no one in customs was going to see my birth certificate.

As things progressed, many unseen circumstances prevented me from traveling to Zambia. The adventure was all but forgotten.

Two years had gone by and as I sat reading the morning paper the Sunday before Thanksgiving, a travel ad caught my eye. A group trip was being planned for the two weeks after Christmas to Egypt, it was leaving on December 26th, only five weeks away, and the price was fantastic.

The ad had been placed by a professor Kennedy of Xavier University in Cincinnati and was providing the opportunity to visit Egypt during the Christmas holidays. What better way to spend New Year’s Eve, than in The land of the Pharaohs!

It went on to state it would be a twelve-day trip, visiting Cairo, Memphis, Luxor, Thebes,  Alexandria, Saqqara, and Giza, an all-inclusive trip for $999.

I had some time off after Christmas and so far had no plans. I realized this would be perfect. There isn’t much to do in Indiana this time of year, it would be a good time to travel to a warmer climate. I had been wondering whatever possessed me to take a vacation at this time of year, now I had my answer.

I immediately called and made a reservation, I was on my way to the next step of my journey to enlightenment. The next five weeks flew by, extremely busy with my work I had little time to think about the trip.

As the time approached, I  realized it takes at least six weeks to apply for and receive a passport, if I hadn’t gotten a passport when I was thinking of going to Zambia, this trip would never have materialized and I would have missed one of the great adventures of my life.

The author has been a writer/photographer for over thirty years. Specializing in nature and landscape photography, as well as studying native cultures.

His travels have taken him to most of the United States, as well as Australia, Belize, Egypt and the Canary Islands.

He has studied the Mayan culture of Central America as well as the aborigines of Australia. Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in various parts of the world.

He has published several books about his adventures.

For more information, please consult his website,www.journeysthrulife.com.

Your comments are welcome

Darwin, The End of The Trail

Written By: Gary Wonning

Breaking camp at Alligator River campground, we started saying goodbyes, this would be the last day some of us would be together. I can’t believe this bus is still running. I hope it makes it to Darwin, some of the passengers have to catch a plane today and they don’t have much time to spare.

After a quick stop at the airport, the next stop was our hotel, we were flying out early the next morning and we had the rest of the afternoon off. Some in the party would continue on for another day, the tour officially ended the next day.

After checking into our room Steve and I decided to head for the beach and catch a few sunset photos.

An amazing journey into the outback of Australia

The author has been a writer/photographer for over thirty years. Specializing in nature and landscape photography, as well as studying native cultures.

His travels have taken him to most of the United States, as well as Australia, Belize, Egypt and the Canary Islands.

He has studied the Mayan culture of Central America as well as the aborigines of Australia. Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in various parts of the world.

He has published several books about his adventures.

For more information, please consult his website,www.journeysthrulife.com.

Your comments are welcome

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Young aborigine boy dressed in ceremonial garb

The House Burned Down

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Life was a lot slower and simpler in the fifties and sixties.

Written By: Gary Wonning

I had just started school the previous fall, and I was rapidly becoming addicted to the state religion, high school basketball. Besides doing farm work, being a cowboy and playing basketball soon took up all the time a young boy could muster.

Three days after Christmas in nineteen-fifty,  our house caught on fire. The fire began in the kitchen behind the stove; we think the faulty electrical wiring was the cause of it. In those days the electrical wires were made of aluminum and copper pennies were often stuck behind the fuses to prevent them from blowing out at the most inopportune times.

The author has been a writer/photographer for over thirty years. Specializing in nature and landscape photography, as well as studying native cultures.

His travels have taken him to most of the United States, as well as Australia, Belize, Egypt and the Canary Islands.

He has studied the Mayan culture of Central America as well as the aborigines of Australia. Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in various parts of the world.

He has published several books about his adventures.

For more information, please consult his website,www.journeysthrulife.com.

Your comments are welcome

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The aborigines of Australia

Written By: Gary Wonning

The final week of the walkabout was about to begin, we were leaving Monday morning for a six-day trip to Darwin on the top end. 7:30 am found us loading our gear on a trailer behind one of Toddy’s twenty-four passenger buses. As a final duty, we all chipped in money for what was thought to be enough beer to supply us for the thirsty journey that lie ahead.

The  first of many stops was Barrow Creek, where we would begin to learn much of Australia’s colorful past. It seems that in the early days, aborigines had killed the line master and his men. As a result,the Calvary was called in, the resulting battle killed all the aborigine men, the women and children were taken to Skull Creek and killed there.

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The author has been a writer/photographer for over thirty years. Specializing in nature and landscape photography, as well as studying native cultures.

His travels have taken him to most of the United States, as well as Australia, Belize, Egypt and the Canary Islands.

He has studied the Mayan culture of Central America as well as the aborigines of Australia. Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in various parts of the world.

He has published several books about his adventures.

For more information, please consult his website,www.journeysthrulife.com.

Your comments are welcome