Our lineage

Our Tradition

A road that runs from North America into the Andes, carried south by teachers.

The lineage

The road south

Our tradition was kept alive in North America by the peoples of this continent, across generations in which keeping it was punished. From there teachers carried the lineage south into the Andes, where it took root in those mountains and in the people who pray on them.

Both of its forms made the journey. We hold them still: prayer walks out on the land through the day, prayer circles around the fire through the night.

A close view of Inca stonework, large blocks cut to fit each other without mortar.
A wide Andean valley falls away between steep ridges under heaped white cloud.

The legend

The Eagle and the Condor

An eagle of the north, a condor of the south, and the sky they come to share.

A story is told across the Americas, in more than one people’s telling, about an eagle and a condor. The peoples of the north flew as the eagle and the peoples of the south flew as the condor, and for a long age the two flew apart. A time comes when they fly together in one sky, wing to wing, and what each knows alone they come to know together.

Our lineage is one of the ways that meeting is kept. The road came south out of North America carrying the staff, the rattle and the tobacco, and in the Andes it met the mountains and what grows on them. The condor rides the thermals off the high cordillera; the eagle of the north keeps to open country and high ground. Ours is a meeting of mountains, and of the people who pray on them.

That meeting was handed to us already made, kept on one altar and in one circle for longer than there has been a Church of Yachay Apus. When you sit with us, you are sitting inside it.

The name

Yachay and the Apus

Our theology rests on two central pillars, from which the Church takes its name. Yachay is the pursuit of sacred wisdom and higher knowledge, understood not as abstract learning, but as a lived, embodied realization gained through disciplined spiritual practice. The Apus are the mountain spirits of Andean cosmology, venerated as guardians of the land and teachers of the community.

We regard communion with the Apus as a central expression of our reverence for the natural world and the wisdom it holds. It is why we gather outdoors, on the land, in whatever weather is there that day, and not in a room built to keep the weather out.

A brass singing bowl, a gourd rattle, a strand of prayer beads and two feather fans laid out on desert ground, with saguaro behind.

What the lineage carries

The defining elements

Every one of these was handed down, and each does work on the day.

How it is carried

Handed from one person to another

A teacher hands this to a student over years, and the student is present for the whole of it. There is no course, and nothing at the end of it to hang on a wall.

Whoever takes it up is committing for good. There is no half of it.

This is why our elders hold the prayer. The strongest prayers come with time. When an elder opens a circle, everybody sitting in it can feel the difference.

Close view of two hands holding a large frame drum, wearing woven cords and beads, in bright desert light.
A person sits cross-legged on a boulder holding a rattle and a small drum, under tall white cloud in a blue sky.

A word about the Red Road

This lineage is sometimes called the Red Road, a descriptive term used across many related traditions rather than the name of a single organization. It is not the road of one country; it runs the length of both continents, and the circles at either end of it know each other.

The Church stands on its own: its teachings and its prayers are passed down through training, apprenticeship, and initiation within its own lineage of teachers.

Who this is for

What we ask

That our teachings are yours, and that what brings you is sincere.

Everything we do out on the land is held for our community, and everyone who walks out with us is screened first. Everyone in the circle is responsible for everyone else in it, so we ask about your health, your history and your intent.

A person in a striped poncho and knitted cap stands with hands together at the rim of a desert canyon under a broad cloudy sky.

Next

If this road is yours

Write to us and tell us where you have walked already.