I searched,
From birth, I searched,
For what? I wondered.
With many, I wandered.
Getting lost, I pondered,
Back to the bones, I fluttered.
Love, the way I knew crumbled,
Over and over, down under.
Listening to the wind,
The tunes playing in my ear,
I sit still.
Still to heal, still to feel,
You by me, you in me.
The smile I long to see
In my heart, you are free.
Free to be, free to beat,
The drum, the heat.
I wait and wait
Until we align. Until…
Both Papyrus and Blue Lotus were deeply embedded in ancient Egyptians ways of living and dying. The first in their language and communication in one reality and the other in their connection to the spirit realms through the dream space and expanded states of consciousness in parallel realities.
When someone “loses it”, as we commonly say, there is always a reason and this reason falls into the unknown. It is usually a crisis. We don’t know what to do with this family member, friend or partner. This unknown has not been preached in holy places. It has been feared, banished and expelled as…
I feel the stillness,
I smell the scent,
Death is here.
Welcome my dear.
Another experience on the path of medicine had started. In the southern mountains of Mexico, several leaves of freshly picked Niños Santos (Derrumbes: Landslide and San Isidro Mushrooms) have been served and welcomed with love to accompany me and a dear friend in a medicine space. Another exploration with one intention: medicine to mediate, gentleness…
Let us go on a journey together to explore community and let us feel through the guidance that comes through as we go.
The plant teacher and you. Granted, two worlds that are energetically connected as parts of this web of life. Yet, the physical ingestion of a well-intended preparation of a concoction made from one or more plants is where worlds meet and collide.