Grandmother just gave me an idea. My intention for today’s spoonful ceremony was to find a way to stay here. Or to come back after going home to create things to sell. I still plan to make skirts, yup I do I do……not so easy just yet….supplies, tools……don’t have that….just the vision. I’ve taken the art in a different direction but even that is not worked out yet, or ready…..I’ve ordered materials and they are waiting for me in Texas. Anyway…..I just love how these plant teachers come into you and stay and teach. The frog medicine I just did is still singing to me….and now I get a slideshow of mushrooms to boot. Even ones I’ve never ever seen before….created just for little ole me’s mindshow!!! So anyway….I’m here in ceremony…(still, as I type) and I’m trying to figure out a way to capture the attention of the world, to get people doing a practice I’d like to see done……and she gives me an idea that helps both…..both that world thing, and me personally. And yesterday, during ceremony…not sure if it was my higher selfs idea or Kambo or Aya, but as I entered my inner sanctum…..or, as I was approaching it I should say……A detour was had. In order to get to my inner garden, I first go to a beach….In my mind, a very specific beach that always looks the same. There, I go through a portal into my garden. Yesterday, I woke up still swollen from the kambo and 2 things happened. First, instead of going into the garden from the beach as I ALWAYS do……I went into the sand…toward the ocean…….and I went swimming in the ocean. Haha….frog water energy needed to end the healing process!!! I also had a very teary ceremony yesterday….more water. Fascinating just fascinating. Figuring out how life works….is so cool.
Grandmother is reminding me of the path Spirit has set me on. It began back in 2001, wow. I was in Sedona. I’ve recently told you the story……I was there with a few people and a guide(Female Medicine Woman(white))….and we were headed to a Medicine Wheel, when I was overwhelmed by tears of the ancestors. I heard the bulldozers down below….where so many native braves had leapt to their deaths….and the tears poured through my body…..released. The part I never mention, is what happened after. No biggie I thought. So, I find the medicine wheel and hubby and his fiancé…lol, ya…….and the medicine woman, Laurie, begins readings for us. In mine, she saw me as a Hopi Medicine Woman in a previous life. She also saw my daughter….craving me, needing me…..and us coming together. Wala…..15 years later, the bricks laid then…have formed the road I am now on. Thankyou Grandmother Ayahuasca. I am so honored to be your student. She is also reminding me that this part of the path actually began last year with the magic mushrooms….then my son brought me a tiny bit of DMT. I became a scientist…..ooooooooh ya….last night it occurred to me what I am now….lol, I’m a scientist! That’s how I look at life! How, why, what? Ha, If I was a true scientist I’d be testing these mushies out to see if magic or edible or what….on the other hand….if I did that…..I’d be a dead true scientist. Then the aya, the rape` and the kambo….with iboga on the hopeful horizon. Ya….it’s extremely obvious to anyone with eyes to see…that the Holy Spirit wants me to be a scientist with these things. Try them….share what I learn. Not only that…but as it has been recommended to me lately by at least 3 healers, that I need to meditate…….Spirit has given me the mushrooms here. The passion for them, that is. I literally spend 1-2 hours or more a day….looking for them. I am so focused, squatted down, eyes scanning….focus focus…..on just what I’m seeing…not words………and ye know what? THAT…is meditating!!! Well…..with a bunch of giggles and ooooooooh’s and squeals added!!! Oh….and the neverending…thankyou!!! Oh thankyou! Haha…I’m a kid again in the woods. Now if I can just convince Spirit I don’t need anymore ant or mosquito medicine!!! Ha…the other day when I did the rape` and the kambo…I got stung on my toe by a mystery insect……lol, Spirit wanted even more medicine in me!
Once upon a time…I was an herbalist. I was in the process of writing a book, when my marriage crumbled, husband ended up with my baby daughter and life shifted for me. At that time…I was studying the effects of North American plants. I made a super duper illness tea that stopped colds in their tracks. That ended 30 years ago. Wow. It took me 30 years to get back on the path I’d originally begun. So now here I am, studying the effects of the plant life from across the globe. Funny….I also wrote a fairy story…not published……..it was an environmental fairy story that involved saving the amazon rain forests and there were magical healing plants and insects in the story….how funny oh jeeze!!! I’m living my own fairytale!!! Haha…does this mean I get to go to a purple planet???? Oh man….what a great ceremony today. 2 insights!!! On a spoonful! Well, they are accumulating in my body….I bet they’re all hanging out at the corner of love and fear….gathering information…like any good entheogen would do. Ahhhhh. There!!! That’s what I’m studying…not psychotropics!!! Entheogens!!!! Big word, eh??? I love that word. It means that they go in the body….look for what’s wrong,….like a maître d ……how can I help you??? And then fix it. Like reishi mushroom. Not hallucinogenic, but an amazing medicine……and an entheogen. Take it if you can. Why am I now acting as an entheogen scientist? I believe it’s to complete my purpose….to share knowledge that can help the consciousness rise.
And if you think that yesterdays blog ending was a pity party…nope…just plain ole Sheri. I have a poem from the 90’s that says……words are all I count as my worth…haha, at least now it’s been upgraded to include my art!! Wow….realeyes it or not, I carried you with me in my ceremony!!! Ceremony complete for today…..music about to go silent, candles shall burn and bless whatever they were dedicated to……..the healing sealed now in love and light and a great big thanks to all my guides who always come along to steer me. I’m realeyesing how important this inner journeywork is. Critical really. Until the mind is silenced……it is needed. Gosh…such big filling love I feel for you guys. Even in my dark…..I am a light…shining for you. If you need help…..ask. I can try. Oh my!!!!!!!!! I just got a reply to yesterdays blog that gives a different perspective than my biased one. How kind…..thankyou Alan. (the baby I carried the longest before miscarrying……was named Ryan Alan…..back then, there were only Allens…..interesting) I won’t make you go look….here’s what he said: