The following account was written this week by a close friend of mine who is living in Iquitos. He recently left our armed services and is doing some healing in Peru.
I was out in the jungle for a good portion of the last week. Before leaving Iquitos I had my first two ayahuasca experiences, but it wasn´t until I was out in the jungle that I saw what ayahuasca can really do. I had no idea. The real shamans down here have their discipline down to a science. I´m not speaking friviously here either. They know their shit, and they go in deeper than I previously realized was possible.
The paradigm is one of plant spirits. As part of the process of becoming a maestro, the shaman diets various medicinal and psychoactive plants of the jungle. They eat very light simple meals, and they consume concoctions made from the particular plant that they are dieting. To top all of this off, they drink ayahuasca throughout the weeks that they are dieting a particular plant. The diet changes the ayahuasca experience, and this is one of the ways that they communicate with and learn about the spirit of the plant they are dieting.
Ayahuasca itself is called by some "Madre Ayahuasca" and is a spirit that they communicate with during the ayahuasca experience. This might sound like a bunch of primitive mumbo jumbo, but after experiencing this in depth communication with the vine myself, I know that there is much more to this than most people brought up in western culture would even dare to believe. It´s truly amazing. Things that I have been struggling with for most of my life were laid bare and explained to me from the perspective of ayahuasca. She even explained to me how she knows the things she knows, and where she derives her healing powers from.
Purging is an important part of healing in the ayahuasca experience. I vomited one time in the six ceremonies that I have attended so far, and when I purged something came out of me that I didn´t even know was in me, but recognized that I had been holding onto inside of myself for many years. The purging was, of course, a physical event, but it was also a very deep psychological cleansing. How this is possible defies many of the beliefs of western culture, but the ayahuasca made clear to me how she works. What came out of me, in my mind and vision as I was purging, was something like worms and nasty rotteness of an evil black bird. The bird was vomiting through me, but it was also coming out of me in pieces as I vomited. Then I saw it in the bucket and knew that it was gone. I have felt different ever since in a very satisfying way.
This purging took place at the beginning of a ceremony in which I drank some particularly strong ayahuasca, and after I vomited my vision opened up as if I had just dropped ten or twenty hits of acid. It´s a bit difficult to convey just how hard I was tripping. I did not realize this was possible, especially for the small amount of brew that I had drank... which was about a shotglass worth ayahuasca.
The maloca was dark, but my vision opened up to a landscape. A Shipibo woman was sitting next to me, and another Shipibo woman was sitting on the porch of a house in front of me. There was a yard around the house and the jungle stretched off into the distance. I was shown how beautiful the jungle is, but how terribly dangerous it is as well, and the message was clearly conveyed that I must never go into the jungle without a guide. Mother nature would gladly consume me if I was so foolish as to simply step into the mouth of her gaping jaws.
One of the shamans of the ceremony was with me, and he showed me that I did not have to sit in my body in the maloca, but that I could stand up and walk with him. I stood up and went with him, and he showed me various parts of the jungle that he sometimes liked to go to. We went to a house where a family was staying. They seemed happy that I had come to visit them. They showed me many things about the jungle.
During the ayahuasca ceremonies, there were common themes, visions, and messages that carried on throughout all of them. The first ceremony I attended I simply felt sick. During the second ceremony I had visions pertaining to an image which entered into my mind of an egg and a golden crown. The egg was the egg of the unborn god of eternity. The crown was the brilliantly jeweled golden crown of the Sun-King. The egg rested upon the crown. The third ceremony also pertained to this image. The fourth ceremony was the one where I purged and my vision really started to open up. The visions of the fourth, fifth and sixth ceremonies I can best describe to you by summarizing the overall content of the three ceremonies in total.
Something strange happened from time to time during the course of those last three ceremonies. I would hear the loud chirping, buzzing, screaching sounds of the jungle around me, and then they would fade away only to be released by the sounds of emergency sirens. I recognized the sirens and what they meant clearly. These sirens were the sirens of the Japan tsunami, and I would see the waves coming in and tearing the world apart. I saw ghosts of families washed away to sea come into the maloca and stand before me. This was not the only suffering I saw.
I saw the suffering of the world, but it was not me who was witnessing it. This made the experiences a bit overwhelming at times because they were taking place in the first person, not as Shawn Paulson, but as many people going through the most horrendous of trials and ordeals. There were children kidnapped and sold into the sex trade. There was torture of a depravity that will never be justified. There was sickness, disease, death, epidemics, molestations, rapes, murders, corruption, and behavior that is in every way wrong and criminal. I saw through the eyes of the perpetrators, and I saw through the eyes of those going through such harsh ordeals. I saw the strength and resolution to go on. I saw the giving in and the suicides. I saw through the eyes of the sick and injured who had no choice but to help those around them because they were the only ones who could help. I saw through the eyes of those who had lost their ways into the scariest and most horrible situations but kept going on only out of the faint hope that they would see their loved ones again. I also saw the devastation of families whose loved ones had been murdured, through the sorrow of those who could not understand how anyone could do such a thing.
On and on it went, J-, and these people were not simply strangers, but also people I knew. I finally understood what my father went through as he held my grandmothers hand on her death bed. I finally understood how my sister felt as her baby daughter kept vomiting and vomiting and had to go to the hospital. I finally understood the Japan tsunami and the strength and resolve of the survivors, as well as their connection to the ghosts of the dead, their families and loved ones, who share this message with those who will listen.
Family is very important, and it is important that we have the strength and resolve to carry on in even the most dire and depraved of situations... and there is more to the message.
I saw human history, and it appeared not as a series of haphazard events but as a series well timed and orchestrated events preparing us for what is to come, and you can see that something is coming. Think technological singularity. Think Terence McKennas Timewave Zero and 2012. I was shown that, though most priests and most people do not realize this, even the major religions of our world have been preparing us for this event by encouraging a belief in God... because this is what´s coming, and this is the only thing that can save us. There are no accidents. Even the Japan earthquake happened at exactly the right time and place. Everything is in tune, and intelligence goes far beyond what most people would ever dare to believe.
The darkness and seemingly evil of my visions, though weighty and challenging, were very revealing. It is like the wildness of the jungle. Humanity is not free from this wildness, and our judgements of good and evil upon our own nature are superficial. All of the atrocities of our planet as well as all the goodness and light serve a greater purpose, which is the preparation of our species for our cosmic awakening. We would never know strength if we never had to be strong. We would never know resolve if we had never been in situations where we had to make real decisions.
This is all very important, and these are things that we need to have down to survive not only as a species, but as a world of sentient beings as well. We are being groomed and prepared for integration into the spiritual family of our universe, and we can´t step into this unknowing or with our eyes shut. Billions of years of extra-terrestrial space lies before us, and it is even more dangerous and wild than the most dangerous and wild places on our planet. We need to be prepared. Like the Japan tsunami, our world may soon seem as if it is coming to an end. It is important that we follow the example of the tsunami survivors and have the strength, coordination, and resolve to carry on.
Anyway, that said, ayahuasca is A LOT more potent than I ever thought it would be when brewed properly... and when taken in the right environment, and with the right maestro, you can be taken to places you´ve never before even dreamed of.
I was out in the jungle for a good portion of the last week. Before leaving Iquitos I had my first two ayahuasca experiences, but it wasn´t until I was out in the jungle that I saw what ayahuasca can really do. I had no idea. The real shamans down here have their discipline down to a science. I´m not speaking friviously here either. They know their shit, and they go in deeper than I previously realized was possible.
The paradigm is one of plant spirits. As part of the process of becoming a maestro, the shaman diets various medicinal and psychoactive plants of the jungle. They eat very light simple meals, and they consume concoctions made from the particular plant that they are dieting. To top all of this off, they drink ayahuasca throughout the weeks that they are dieting a particular plant. The diet changes the ayahuasca experience, and this is one of the ways that they communicate with and learn about the spirit of the plant they are dieting.
Ayahuasca itself is called by some "Madre Ayahuasca" and is a spirit that they communicate with during the ayahuasca experience. This might sound like a bunch of primitive mumbo jumbo, but after experiencing this in depth communication with the vine myself, I know that there is much more to this than most people brought up in western culture would even dare to believe. It´s truly amazing. Things that I have been struggling with for most of my life were laid bare and explained to me from the perspective of ayahuasca. She even explained to me how she knows the things she knows, and where she derives her healing powers from.
Purging is an important part of healing in the ayahuasca experience. I vomited one time in the six ceremonies that I have attended so far, and when I purged something came out of me that I didn´t even know was in me, but recognized that I had been holding onto inside of myself for many years. The purging was, of course, a physical event, but it was also a very deep psychological cleansing. How this is possible defies many of the beliefs of western culture, but the ayahuasca made clear to me how she works. What came out of me, in my mind and vision as I was purging, was something like worms and nasty rotteness of an evil black bird. The bird was vomiting through me, but it was also coming out of me in pieces as I vomited. Then I saw it in the bucket and knew that it was gone. I have felt different ever since in a very satisfying way.
This purging took place at the beginning of a ceremony in which I drank some particularly strong ayahuasca, and after I vomited my vision opened up as if I had just dropped ten or twenty hits of acid. It´s a bit difficult to convey just how hard I was tripping. I did not realize this was possible, especially for the small amount of brew that I had drank... which was about a shotglass worth ayahuasca.
The maloca was dark, but my vision opened up to a landscape. A Shipibo woman was sitting next to me, and another Shipibo woman was sitting on the porch of a house in front of me. There was a yard around the house and the jungle stretched off into the distance. I was shown how beautiful the jungle is, but how terribly dangerous it is as well, and the message was clearly conveyed that I must never go into the jungle without a guide. Mother nature would gladly consume me if I was so foolish as to simply step into the mouth of her gaping jaws.
One of the shamans of the ceremony was with me, and he showed me that I did not have to sit in my body in the maloca, but that I could stand up and walk with him. I stood up and went with him, and he showed me various parts of the jungle that he sometimes liked to go to. We went to a house where a family was staying. They seemed happy that I had come to visit them. They showed me many things about the jungle.
During the ayahuasca ceremonies, there were common themes, visions, and messages that carried on throughout all of them. The first ceremony I attended I simply felt sick. During the second ceremony I had visions pertaining to an image which entered into my mind of an egg and a golden crown. The egg was the egg of the unborn god of eternity. The crown was the brilliantly jeweled golden crown of the Sun-King. The egg rested upon the crown. The third ceremony also pertained to this image. The fourth ceremony was the one where I purged and my vision really started to open up. The visions of the fourth, fifth and sixth ceremonies I can best describe to you by summarizing the overall content of the three ceremonies in total.
Something strange happened from time to time during the course of those last three ceremonies. I would hear the loud chirping, buzzing, screaching sounds of the jungle around me, and then they would fade away only to be released by the sounds of emergency sirens. I recognized the sirens and what they meant clearly. These sirens were the sirens of the Japan tsunami, and I would see the waves coming in and tearing the world apart. I saw ghosts of families washed away to sea come into the maloca and stand before me. This was not the only suffering I saw.
I saw the suffering of the world, but it was not me who was witnessing it. This made the experiences a bit overwhelming at times because they were taking place in the first person, not as Shawn Paulson, but as many people going through the most horrendous of trials and ordeals. There were children kidnapped and sold into the sex trade. There was torture of a depravity that will never be justified. There was sickness, disease, death, epidemics, molestations, rapes, murders, corruption, and behavior that is in every way wrong and criminal. I saw through the eyes of the perpetrators, and I saw through the eyes of those going through such harsh ordeals. I saw the strength and resolution to go on. I saw the giving in and the suicides. I saw through the eyes of the sick and injured who had no choice but to help those around them because they were the only ones who could help. I saw through the eyes of those who had lost their ways into the scariest and most horrible situations but kept going on only out of the faint hope that they would see their loved ones again. I also saw the devastation of families whose loved ones had been murdured, through the sorrow of those who could not understand how anyone could do such a thing.
On and on it went, J-, and these people were not simply strangers, but also people I knew. I finally understood what my father went through as he held my grandmothers hand on her death bed. I finally understood how my sister felt as her baby daughter kept vomiting and vomiting and had to go to the hospital. I finally understood the Japan tsunami and the strength and resolve of the survivors, as well as their connection to the ghosts of the dead, their families and loved ones, who share this message with those who will listen.
Family is very important, and it is important that we have the strength and resolve to carry on in even the most dire and depraved of situations... and there is more to the message.
I saw human history, and it appeared not as a series of haphazard events but as a series well timed and orchestrated events preparing us for what is to come, and you can see that something is coming. Think technological singularity. Think Terence McKennas Timewave Zero and 2012. I was shown that, though most priests and most people do not realize this, even the major religions of our world have been preparing us for this event by encouraging a belief in God... because this is what´s coming, and this is the only thing that can save us. There are no accidents. Even the Japan earthquake happened at exactly the right time and place. Everything is in tune, and intelligence goes far beyond what most people would ever dare to believe.
The darkness and seemingly evil of my visions, though weighty and challenging, were very revealing. It is like the wildness of the jungle. Humanity is not free from this wildness, and our judgements of good and evil upon our own nature are superficial. All of the atrocities of our planet as well as all the goodness and light serve a greater purpose, which is the preparation of our species for our cosmic awakening. We would never know strength if we never had to be strong. We would never know resolve if we had never been in situations where we had to make real decisions.
This is all very important, and these are things that we need to have down to survive not only as a species, but as a world of sentient beings as well. We are being groomed and prepared for integration into the spiritual family of our universe, and we can´t step into this unknowing or with our eyes shut. Billions of years of extra-terrestrial space lies before us, and it is even more dangerous and wild than the most dangerous and wild places on our planet. We need to be prepared. Like the Japan tsunami, our world may soon seem as if it is coming to an end. It is important that we follow the example of the tsunami survivors and have the strength, coordination, and resolve to carry on.
Anyway, that said, ayahuasca is A LOT more potent than I ever thought it would be when brewed properly... and when taken in the right environment, and with the right maestro, you can be taken to places you´ve never before even dreamed of.
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