My Journey with Kambo: A Dance with the Divine

Embarking on a journey with Kambo is not for the faint-hearted. It’s a profound experience that intertwines the physical and spiritual realms, guided by the wisdom of a trusted shaman. My shaman, a woman of deep spiritual presence, has been a guiding light in my life for many years. Together, we have traversed numerous ceremonies across different landscapes, each one a unique chapter in my spiritual journey.

Our session began, as always, with setting intentions—a sacred ritual of aligning my spirit with the universe. The rhythmic drumming echoed through the space, grounding me and preparing my mind for what was to come.

As we prepared for the ceremony, my shaman explained the process. She would make small marks on my skin using a hot piece of wood, a symbolic gesture to open the body to the medicine. When she asked how many marks I wanted, I felt a nudge from the spirit world. "One and a half," I replied, surprising even myself. My shaman, though puzzled, respected my intuition. With a gentle touch, she singed my arm, and as if by magic, the second mark formed a perfect half-circle—just as I had envisioned.

The medicine was prepared with care. Using my own saliva, it was mixed on a small piece of wood, ready to be applied to the burn marks. My shaman, with her usual clarity, explained the effects I might experience: a rise in body temperature, an increase in heart rate, and possibly purging or intense emotions.

As the medicine touched my skin, I felt an immediate surge of heat. My heart pounded like a drum, and I was engulfed in a wave of nausea, reminiscent of a severe flu. Instinctively, I lay down, seeking comfort on the cool floor. But my shaman gently corrected me, insisting I remain upright to continue the process.

The intensity of the experience was overwhelming. Anger bubbled up from deep within, a raw and primal force. I was furious, ready to renounce the healing and reclaim my burdens. Yet, amidst the chaos, I realized I was in the throes of a profound transformation.

As the storm passed, a serene calm enveloped me. I collapsed into a state of relaxation and peace unlike anything I had ever known. The anger and discomfort had given way to a profound sense of release and clarity.

This journey with Kambo was a dance with the divine, a testament to the power of surrender and trust in the healing process. It reminded me that even in moments of discomfort and resistance, there is beauty and growth. With each ceremony, I continue to learn and evolve, guided by the wisdom of my shaman and the spirit of the medicine. 🌿✨

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