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This is not only a travel history, even because, the place that i will talk about now is known to be an energy bridge betwen this planet and the cosmos. A place where probably extraterrestrestrials, unworldly, whould like to visit, where witches and fairies would like to do their magic. They say that “Chapada dos Viadeiros”, located in the center of brazil, into Brazil´s heart, is the place that gathers the greatest amount of mystics and hippies in Brazil. They used to say that if someday the world is about to end, don´t horry about it, pack your bags and find a way to get there. Was in that place that I lived the greatest adventure. I met there, not extraterrestrials, but the death, life, and the meaning of it. One of the best known waterfalls in this territory is the “secret waterfall”. This waterfall has this name because of the fact that finding it is difficult, it´s more than 2 miles to get there of trail, in a steep and difficult to access region. The search for this waterfall was the reason why I lived my adventure in this place. We were in a team of four women in Chapada dos Veadeiros, to take our friend that lives in Germany to know this wonderful place. Well, despite the contraindications of risk of rain and walking without a guide, we enter the forest alone, guided by the desire to discover something... The vegetation was absurdly beautiful, there were huge trees beside small trees full of fruit, birds everywhere, beautiful red mushrooms and beautiful meadows. the landscape seemed to change completely with each step we took. But, still on the way, I stamped my foot on a big rock and my sneakers were torn, we need to take the knife and cut some ropes we had to tie my shoes, but that's ok ... the adventure continued. When we arrived at the waterfall it felt like we were really in a magical place and I could hear the secret that maybe magic really exists, because this waterfall has more than 100 meters of fall in the middle of a beautiful canyon with a stone wall full of green moss… Probably is the most charming place in the world, every time the water hit the rocks, it formed an image that seemed liquid, creamy of cotton, falling gently downstream, making me believe in something more... When I was in a deeply state of meditation, I felt dripping water felt on my skin, then I open my eyes and saw people running: we needed to get out of there. The heavy rains that arrives at this time of the year can result in a serious accident: waterspout. I approached my companions and we left there as fast as we could... On the 2 miles trail to get back, we caught intense rain... the beautiful trees around us were swinging and the ground flooded... The fear of falling lightning or someone getting hurt accompanied us until we reached the end of the trail. We were wet, probably sick... with my sneakers in hand (already destroyed by rain and hiking) and feet freezing. But we took a deep breath, we were fine. A woman in the parking lot gave me a blouse and asked if we could give her a ride. She was white as cotton water from the waterfall and there was something mystical about her clothes and her look. She was going to stay in a temple, on a street away from the city. When we got there everyone came with hot tea and blankets for us... The temple was a drop, it was called an “acoustic drop”. We sit like good intruders do: in a corner, with tea and watchful eyes. A little later, this mysterious woman and two men started chanting mantras... One of the men played a violin. I closed my eyes. I, who loves music, was there... In a temple whose God is music. I thanked the God of music for the mosses, the green, the water and the music and ended my spiritual adventure there: in the heart of the secret.