Ayahuasca Dreaming

Hola Peoples

(Due to the importance of this operation and the interference that we have experienced on the journey so far some names of people helping us wont be mentioned until the healing has been complete)

The last message I left with you all was that we were all off to have our first Ayahuasca ceremony last week. You may be wondering if we have actually made it back from that journey.

Well the answer is we made it but only just now am I getting my feet back from the onslaught of experiences I have had since that last Ceremony. I will go more into this in a moment. The update is that we have found the woman who will help mum to heal. This will be quite a"vigorous routine" her quote, of special diet, herbal treatments, massage and isolation. Mum is now out in the Amazon Jungle. She is staying at the Shamans humble retreat a good distance away from the city and a 25 min walk in from the main road. Her accommodation consist of a raised hut above the ceremony space called a Tambo, where we drank the Ayahuasca the other night. As Mum's condition is weak at the moment the opportunity for her to drink has not arisen but she is as close as she can be to the medicines.

Getting There

So last Friday we all when out to meet this woman healer and see how Mum felt about this opportunity that Simon presented to her. Simon and Liz meet us at our hotel and the 6 of us squished into a taxi. Poor Purdie, Mia had come down with a fever over night so it was going to be an interesting journey for her. As we left the hustle and bustle of the city we finally started to get the taste of clean air and green freedom. A familiar sense of being back on the North Coast arose, as the rain-forest starts to sing from outside the vehicle. The deeper we got into this jungle space the more the clouds began to form, until we were engulfed in a major down poor. This was going to be interesting indeed especially for those with out wet weather gear or shoes. The decision to press on was made and by the time we arrived at the start gate for the walk in the rain had mellowed and so we eased our way into the jungle through the lushes canopy's and sound of foreign insects welcoming us. We were greeted with hospitable smiles and a plate of food by our hosts. We were then shown to the bungalow where mum is now staying. Her new digs consist of three rooms with double beds and mozzie nets and a toilet. A veranda with two hammocks and that’s it. No electricity so no worries about a noisy tv's blaring from anywhere.

We rested for the afternoon as we waited for darkness as ceremony is usually conducted in total darkness. Mum met with the healer and a sigh of relieve followed as we watched them converse and consult Mum's condition. "No problem" she said. A wall of emotion showed us all we had made it to our destination. This is where the miracle will go down. I finally found some tears in this moment and slumped back into the hammock. Purdie was administer some plant juice which reduced her fever in instant and the feeling of being in good hands was agreed.

The Ceremony

Simon, Liz, Dan and myself drank along side three other folk that had been doing a week or so of ceremonies. The ceremony was conducted by our two host our new Shaman healer friend and an inspiring American guy who has dedicated the past 4 years of his life to working with these plants and to the (Icaros) songs which accompany the journey of healing.

The Ceremony was very intense even though it was Dan and my first time and we were told we would not be given too much but what ever we were given at some points of the trip I thought I was given to much. Rising through highs and lows struggling with the darkness struggling with my mind struggling with just my being, I realized I had to let go. I had to let go of caring for anyone. I had to let go of trying to hold onto to what every it was I was holding onto.

The Shaman songs began and so did the vomiting. Now I was told about the vomiting but I didn't realize just how important and imperative it was to let it out get it all out. It came from no where and from the pit of my toes it sometimes felt like. The release was amazing but at times painful as I was a bit de-hydrating and stomach cramps would stop me wanting to do more.
In turn I would suppress the urge when I could. NOT A GOOD THING. As my life has been about suppressing emotions and this is the ultimate opportunity to release them.

I get it now.

The visions were grand the songs were beautiful the experience way to hard to but into words maybe I'll write a song instead.

Not to go on to much but the day after the ceremony I came down with some flu symptoms that turned into be a throat infection, then Bronchitis and to top it off my blood test came back with Dengi fever. Yep Dengi. So the last week I have been ridding a 39+ fevers and I have a Peruvian doctor story for another time.

Right now Mum is in the Jungle safe and my brother and I are off to Brazil to visit our father whom I I haven't seen for 5 years. I here it is Carnival on Tuesday so timing seems good. I wont be corresponding in this time so you'll get the next update after I have seen Mum in a couple of weeks and let you know how she is doing.

Hope you are all well.

Peace and Surrender

Rob