17 Days 16 Nights
Can’t you hear the echoes of a far distant past? Ancient reverberations from the Orient, the Morning Land, they are
beckoning us home?
So I am calling the poets, musicians, artists, philosophers, mystics, healers, the battered and the bruised, saints and the
sinners, the vaccinated and unvaccinated, to a pilgrimage home to our ancestral lands in Anatolia.
This promises to be an epic sojourn back to our oldest roots, followed by a slow, meandering travel through cultures,
epochs, and very ourselves, ending in Ephesus and the birth of the modern Western world.
It is time to excavate, out of the deep recesses of our cell-memory and even deeper dimensions of our D.N.A. Therein lies
the life-giving, life-serving powers of the Divine Mother, the Goddesses venerated in Asia Minor over the many millennia.
Our journey begins where time began. Some call the area of the Ta Tepeler (Turkish, literally ‘Stone Hills’), on the outer
edge of ancient Mesopotamia, the ‘womb of the creation‘. For others it is the mythological location of the Garden of
Eden, the original paradise. It is, above all, the true ‘cradle of civilization’.
Since the discovery of Göbeklitepe some 26 years ago, as many as 18 other such sites have been identified in the area.
They are spell-binding both in their ages – all over 10,000 years old, but as well in their utter enormity. As little as 5% has
been uncovered Göbeklitepe and Karahantepe, and both are far larger than any temple complex known to man. The
architects and the belief system of the folk who created these sophisticated and mesmerising structures remain a mystery.
And yet they may hold a vital message for our troubled times