{"id":12481,"date":"2017-07-10t09:50:57","date_gmt":"2017-07-10t09:50:57","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/dpetrov.2create.studio\/planet\/wordpress\/learning-to-think-like-a-river-stories-of-the-amazon\/"},"modified":"2017-07-10t09:50:57","modified_gmt":"2017-07-10t09:50:57","slug":"amaru-mayu-mother-serpent-of-the-world","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"\/\/www.getitdoneaz.com\/story\/amaru-mayu-mother-serpent-of-the-world\/","title":{"rendered":"learning to think like a river: stories of the amazon"},"content":{"rendered":"
the amazon river is born amongst the mountains of the cordillera rumi cruz<\/a>, high in the peruvian andes. she is not called the amazon yet. instead, the quechua there call her hatun mayu<\/em>, \u201cthe big river.\u201d she is still young and runs swiftly through steep valleys as cascading rapids and waterfalls. after 435 miles, she joins her sister apur\u00edmac<\/em>, \u201cthe divine oracle,\u201d to form the ene<\/em>, tumbling down over rocky cliffs and shallow channels strewn with rocks that have fallen from the mountains above.<\/p>\n after becoming the ene<\/em>, more and more of her sister tributaries, voyaging from the vast, craggy backbone of south america, join and transform her time and again. she is reborn and renamed with the meeting of their waters, becoming tambo<\/em> after meeting the perene<\/em>, ucayali<\/em> after the urubamba<\/em>, and finally the amazon after the mara\u00f1\u00f3n<\/em>.<\/p>\n she has matured by the time she reaches the brazilian border and is no longer prone to the capricious nature of her youth. she is less deterred by the twists and turns of life, choosing a more level-headed course through the verdant lowland forests. more of her sisters, like the putumayo<\/em> and the japur<\/em>\u00e1<\/em>,<\/em> join her in her journey, but by now she is their elder and she will not change for their sake. she remains the amazon, like the fierce hellenic women warriors of ancient greece who are her namesake.<\/p>\n the barasana<\/em> people<\/a> live on her banks here, near the border with colombia. by traversing her waters, they are able to commune with their forefathers, who did the same for centuries before them. they believe their distant ancestors traveled from the east in canoes borne by giant anacondas. the snakes transformed into rivers. their tails became headwater streams in the distant mountains and their open mouths emptied into the ocean far to the east. the first people settled near these life-giving rivers.<\/p>\n near manaus, her sediment-laden waters, colored like coffee with cream, finally meet those of the rio negro<\/a>, stained inky black with tannins from decaying organic matter. this long into her journey, the amazon is slow to accept her sister\u2019s embrace. they differ too much in pace and temperament. the amazon is still in a hurry to reach her destination and marches eastward faster than her sister. she is deep and cold. the rio negro, however, moves slowly, relieved to conclude her shorter journey from the colombian highlands. she still roils with the hot passion of youth. they run next to one another without mixing for almost 4 miles before the amazon relents, taking on her sister\u2019s burden and carrying onward.<\/p>\n