"Queen of the Forest", photo by Jim Sanders taken at Mayantuyacu in the Peruvian Amazon
During my last Ayahuasca ceremony I had a vision in which I was in a pitch dark room and came upon a glowing being looking through the bottom drawer of a large wooden dresser.  It turned when it felt me there, and looked up over its shoulder at me.  It’s face was glowing too hard for me to make out, but I heard it ask, “Is it OK if I look through here?”  “Yes,” I answered, and watched as it turned back and continued to go through the drawer.  Then it was gone and the evening’s journey continued.
I wondered what it meant and why it asked me for permission if it was already going through the drawer?  It wasn’t until the next day that I realized I was entering a new level of healing and this was the medicine’s way of showing me it was going deeper into my being.

"Queen of the Forest", photo by Jim Sanders taken at Mayantuyacu in the Peruvian Amazon

During my last Ayahuasca ceremony I had a vision in which I was in a pitch dark room and came upon a glowing being looking through the bottom drawer of a large wooden dresser.  It turned when it felt me there, and looked up over its shoulder at me.  It’s face was glowing too hard for me to make out, but I heard it ask, “Is it OK if I look through here?”  “Yes,” I answered, and watched as it turned back and continued to go through the drawer.  Then it was gone and the evening’s journey continued.

I wondered what it meant and why it asked me for permission if it was already going through the drawer?  It wasn’t until the next day that I realized I was entering a new level of healing and this was the medicine’s way of showing me it was going deeper into my being.

pizzzatime:

gxrardo:

Lately, I’ve felt a strong urge to listen to hip-hop in the days following ceremony.  The plant wants to absorb it—the sounds, the words and culture.  The merging of the ancient Ayahuasca spirit and hip-hop is an unstoppable force…and it’s happening/already happened, just like I imagined.  Just like I wrote about.  Because it turns out I wasn’t writing a purely made-up story: I was channeling something in between fiction and non-fiction—something we’re creating together at the same time that we’re discovering it a new.

pizzzatime:

gxrardo:

Lately, I’ve felt a strong urge to listen to hip-hop in the days following ceremony.  The plant wants to absorb it—the sounds, the words and culture.  The merging of the ancient Ayahuasca spirit and hip-hop is an unstoppable force…and it’s happening/already happened, just like I imagined.  Just like I wrote about.  Because it turns out I wasn’t writing a purely made-up story: I was channeling something in between fiction and non-fiction—something we’re creating together at the same time that we’re discovering it a new.

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That slightly maddening feeling again of something on the edge of my mind that I can almost remember.  I can’t help but wonder what it is: the strands of a dream? A distant memory? A premonition?

That slightly maddening feeling again of something on the edge of my mind that I can almost remember.  I can’t help but wonder what it is: the strands of a dream? A distant memory? A premonition?