In the mornings of the natem ceremonies we were sometimes asked to share our experiences. With experiences so rich, so deep in their cleansing, so powerfully visual and visceral, how does one even begin to speak? Thus enters symbolism and archetypes. The human journey is mythical, we are all the creators of our lives, of this shared life on the planet - in the cosmos -. Story upon story has been written, we are the gods of Olympus, of Ephesus, the oracles of Delphi. We are the ones walking the road to Santiago, sitting in the temples of the sky. We spin the wheels of fortune, zoom through stardust, rock babies, harvest vegetables, dream, laugh, sing, cry, and make love. On the first morning I was asked to share, the story that came forth went something like this:
Once there was a family, who lived in the garden of eden.
The feel of the wind against their cheeks, the sun on their bones, the water as if fell from the sky, and the colour of the world around them was so beautiful that it hurt like a knife. They walked in harmony and trust-love, practising fearlessness, dreaming.
Then one of the people began to feel that they were better than another. They hurt one of themselves, and a surge of power rushed through them. Mistaking this power for courage and strength, they hurt again, and again. Thus a cycle of hurt and pain was established that has carried through time.
This family is now healing the wounds of that hurt, purging the pain and violence. They can correct the misunderstanding, they can dream a new way through love. The power of the heart, our glorious inner fire, can generate in every action kindness strength and understanding.
This is how we fly in the light of beauty, this is how we become the hummingbirds.
There is a wonderful book that speaks simply and clearly about the archetypal portion of the ayahuasca journey. The Four Insights: Wisdom, Power, and Grace of the Earthkeepeers by Alberto Villoldo. I highly recommend it. ~with love~
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