Full Moon - Wednesday 28th of April

Full Moon – 28th of April
Destination: Wirikuta Desert. Wadley, Real Catorce, San Luis Potozi

The Desert winds of Wirikuta have been calling me. Like most on the Red Road it does. It even talks to backpackers and once in a while to tourists. What talks is not normally the sands, cactus, snakes, or even the Unesco village of Real Catorce, no its something called Abuelito. Grandfather Medicine. The Indians know it as Hikuri. Westerns believe it as a drug. Those who take it know it as medicine, a plant, Peyote. A medicine that opens the door up, your heart expands, and inner wisdom realizes. It teaches you more about yourself, who you are, your path, and about Mother Nature. It can send some with many lessons to learn on dark journeys across unknown, scary night desert land. It can as well do nothing; cause no effects to those who are not ready to take it. Or who are scared of it. Those who are ready for it, will journey. I was defiantly ready this time. I came to the desert for the Full moon. For a 3 day period around the full moon, where the earth energies are higher. It was a Beltane Full Moon as well. There were to be a lot of energy floating around. And I came with a friend, without a plan, only a thought that it would all come together and of course it did. On our way out into the desert, we met a small group from Guadalajara City and were invited to join them on a piece of land a friend owned. And thus our journey began as we climbed down on the roof of a jeep from Real into Estacion Catorce and later in the desert. The day we arrived, the day before the full moon I joined the others and immediately immersed myself into the desert, alone and in search of a small cactus that is constantly disappearing more and more (as more like me, and I like to think more who unconsciously use it, as I was consciously as possible consuming it go out and illegally harvest this hallgenic cactus). Along with my medicine bag in hand, drum, rattle and a bottle of water and the sun still somewhat high, I stumbled in different directions into the Corazon, heart of the desert. I sat down not so far away from our campsite and began my journey in Wirikuta with a ceremony towards Abuelito. I created a small fire, fuegata to ask the Desert for his Medicine to come towards me. I sang him chants and songs of Pacha Mama. Lit candles and sacrificed water, tobacco, flowers, cedar, and copal into the fire. And from there I began my real search of Hikuri. After an hour of anticipation, hunger for it, and nervousness about finally discovering it I was getting tired. I didn’t know if I was looking too hard or not enough. I had consumed it before, yet never harvested it myself. Thus was in general unsure of how it would play out. Finally a bird flew towards my direction. A humble, simple, divine creature and landed on top of a tall cactus tree (Joshua tree). I looked at it, acknowledged it, and read it as a sign in the vast empty desert land. I was to follow it. Yet it was still, and thus I was still and waited, patiently. Until it flew off in another direction. There was a wire fence in that direction that I wasn’t so eager to cross under or over and onto someone else’s land. Yet that is where the bird went and thus I decided to go on. Once under and over and a spin to clear off dirt and focus where I was, I was given Abuelito. He decided it was time. I listened to his totem, watched and heard the desert speak. And thus in return he gave me his gift, Wirikuta gave me Hikuri. My first peyote button. I was joyous. I took out my medicine bag and drum and started singing songs and sacrificing tobacco to the cactus as I cut it. I cleaned it there, as how I was taught, told. And slowly searched on and discovered more and more. Searching for families, so that I could take just one or two from them and leave some behind to continue to grow and flourish into the future. As the sun set I was in a hot spot that hadn’t been touched for a long time. More and more went into my medicine bag. Egos playing with me, saying take more, while my humility said that was enough. And finally as the sun had set, I journeyed back to our camp. Well, after I had eaten a few cloves off of one of the buttons. And at camp I finished cleaning, handling them with thankfulness and as the moon rose I hoped to begin my journey that night, yet had a strong feeling it was not time or place. Thus I went to bed with a headache yet lucid dreams all night.
The day of the full moon I woke up feeling that I needed to start journing. My plan was to journey 3 days, the highest power days, the full moon. Yet I didn’t feel right in the campground we were at or with my friend. I felt this needed to be an individual journey alone and more dissolute. Thus I walked from our campsite to a distant (still in view) tree where I decided there I was going to build a Rainbow Medicine Wheel. This was my second time building a sacred circle of meditation. The first was my first few weeks here in Mexico on the beach with my two sister Goddesses. Yet here I was to do it alone and quickly. I rushed thro the Ancient Native American tradition, speeding it up yet still putting love and energy into each rock I painted with different lessons and medicines. Around the tree I created a circle of 4 directions and there I was to sit and sleep, in the east, in Spirit. And that afternoon I began my own Vision Quest. One that I could carry out with my own rules and my own special place. I went out into the desert to journey and vision, with the help of medicine, yet without food, yet with water. And there I was for 2 days, fasting, eating peyote, and becoming one with the Earth. I journeyed two days, eating more than I should have (recommended to eat around 12 cloves or 2 buttons (button should have 8 cloves, yet some are misformed and some babies to grandfathers in size) and I thought that meant to journey well you should eat around 4 buttons. And that’s how it began, the second day with 5 buttons. Which equaled more like 30 to 40 cloves…And that’s how much the Huichol Indians eat, who have been doing it for decades) and thus my stomach refusing so much and vomiting it up. Yet the hole time I sunk deeper and deeper within. With in to the dirt, into the earth. I became one with the tree, flies, insects, dirt, desert. My skin changed color; I became camoploged with Pacha Mama. And I smiled and rested. Never leaving my Medicine Circle, for I thought a true peyote ceremony should be within, and in a sacred place and not lost out in the desert, roaming and encountering extra terrials or dark creatures. There I fasted, yet drank water and ate one after another. Becoming more and more disgusted with the flavor truthfully. And to be honest, my visions were not as expected. Yet when are they? Why have expectations… And thus my idea that the journey would be quit like Ayahuasca and the same in my dear relationship with her, I was quit misguided. For my idea of Peyote being Earthy and feminine I am told are wrong. Those go along with Ayahuasca and Peyote is Masculine and Airy. My teachings were less that I thought, my visions were not vibrant hullinations, yet subtle messages that I can see more clearly now. And with this 2 day journey I became more earthy and more one with our mama earth. More than I already was. I accepted the bugs and insects as brothers and sisters. I sank down into the heart of the desert, into Pacha Mama…
Yet my journey ended quit quickly late afternoon, the second day in (I was planning on coming back to earth from space that early evening) and I was woken up from my dreams as I lay flat face into the earth in my medicine circle, back to reality. A reality that I chose to ignore. I create my own bubble of reality within the reality of the rest of the world. The world of danger, of darkness, of a duality. My positive forest, nature girl outlook on life was being tested. A test to wake up to the darkness that exists as well. That there cant just be light, there must be darkness as well, a balance. A police man approached me, woke me up, startled me from slumber and in a daze I slowly became aware of the situation and tried to hid the last peyote button that I couldn’t finish in the mortar and pestle and cover it up with a scarf. He was quick; he was there for a reason. He didn’t see my medicine circle, he didn’t see my sacred fire in front of me, my crystals, my drum, my vision quest that I was on. He saw a gringo, he saw money and he saw the law that it was illegal to cut peyote. Thus the new journey, lesson began. He knew what I was there for and found the peyote in the mortar and found my hidden stash in a crevice of the tree I sat at. He entered my sacred circle without permission and brought an end to the sacred energies there. He woke me up from my visions and asked me questions. I lied, I stumbled, I lied, and in the end I told the truth. And they said I had to come with them. I was like ok; this is a new experience, jail for a few days. A lesson of Abuelito, interesting. Yet he said, years if I was lucky. My Spanish was off at the point; language didn’t exist where I was journing. After what felt like and hour of harassment towards our group, they left with a bribe from each of us. I gave them the rest of the money I had, it was a lot I felt. My friend gave them a bit, even though they found nothing on him, and our Mexican friends forgot to hide their tea… Thus our journeys turned and a lesson from Wirikuta. My fast ended when the cops left, and my journey lessened and the next day as the sun just began to rise we all left the cactus behind and back into a reality of what human kind has created and want all to believe is the unique and only one reality that exists and that is possible. Yet I know, even with abuelitos teachings, that my reality is possible. I can live in what I create and manifest, I can live apart, yet I do need to realize duality and the balance of darkness and light.

Full Moon - Monday 29th of March

Full Moon - Monday 29th

Santa Daime all Women Cermony with Tamsacal

You fight enternally within yourself wiht who you think you are and who you are. With body and Spirit. It is a constant struggle to the end if you cant except yourself. The Daime was strong...

And it led me in and out of an eternal battle all night. A haze of confusion, not sure what it was. It was constantly being over ridden with positivity. Laughter, i was smiling all night. I am Positive Light! No matter what Spirit knocks at my door, i beam of light. Thro out the night, as my experience just kept intensifing, my personal reality was teasing me. Daime, Ayuawaska is haulligenic. And i was defintaly seeing things. Things that you dont see in the physical body realm, only in spirit realm. My fantasy world was comming alive. Interestly tho, it was a dark fantasy world, filled with dark beings, yet i just observed and laughed at them. They were not taking a ride inside my physical body. I have control of my own journey. I have the power in my thoughts, in manifestation. I already know this and the Daime was just confirming it. I tried to make a lemon roll across the floor to me, yet it didnt work. I am confused why not. If i am a powerful Spirit of manifestation, why couldnt Spirit guide the physical lemon to the physical body? That is what i am working on, manifestation and the power of thought. I am not sure the answer, i suppose i just need to walk with Ayahuasca more to understand...

I asked from the journey ahead of time if my 7 Spirit Guides or any Animal Totems would come visit me. I believe i have control of the journey, yet i suppose i need more experience. I had confusing visions of wild animals and wild men. I felt as if i were them. And they were me. At one point i had fur all over my body and i wanted to scream out in growls and fearse animalistic sounds and behaviors. Was i a bear? Hermana Osa. Or am i a bear? Or just confused. A mix of all...

The whole roof vibrated in energy and was a ocean of waves and movement. It was beautiful. And the sky outside! That was just beyond words. The clouds were vibrant colors and jumping out of the sky with Sister Moon, Luna Llena (Full Moon) glowing bright and sending waves of florecent energy down to Mama Earth and healing all her creatures.

Ayahuasca gives you visual, intesifed eyes that see everything in a more beautiful state. More vibrant of color, shape, and form. It is as if it is so that each object projects out its own energy. This is how all life works and this is what Daime can teach you. To be able to see all creations filled with energy. An older women the next morning, a first timer was lost. Lost in the experience and was very confused. Bad energy and spirits clinging to her. I tried to talk to her, help her thro it. Talking can help, it did for me my first time. What she was having a hard time dealing with was the intensity of all life that she was seeing for the first time. The vibrant colors and energy. The colorful visions, that were appearing, that are just one, with all life. She wanted to know if it would stop...She was confused and what i have already learned and knew is that the feeling of all creations filled with energy and light is the ideal state to live and one hopes will never go away. Why would you want it to? Just because it is unknown. Yet couldnt she feel that power that came along with it? The power of knowing that the world is compleat beauty. Didnt she want to keep it forever? I do and i am learning to as i walk with Daime in life.

More experiences, moments, hours, nights, weeks are filled with the power of life, the beauty of Great Mystery. Positive vibrations and love are within me, making me a travelling ball of light. My journey in Mexico is beautiful and words can not describe it no more. I am walking the Red Road. El camino rojo.

Full Moon: Sunday 28th February

Full Moon : Sunday 28th of February
Moon in Virgo – Earth
(Moon rises as the sun sets, and sets as the sun rises)
Flower

I can remember the full moon in February a year ago. It was a cold, frosty night in California. I was in a long Elven cloak, chanting Earth Mother songs, while lying out my crystals in my Faerie garden. Blessing the crystals I work with, with the magic of the moonlight. The moonlight of the Virgo, of me, of Earth. There was a magical mist that night, just as a year later it returns. This night as well, I danced to the moonlights glow and swayed in harmony with the Earth.
Just as last month, Jupiter has brought forth an opportunity, another Tamascal. Along with two other volunteers, my friends Mathois from Germany and Naima from France, we embarked on a spiritual journey thro time…Or just to another farm, outside Erongajacuaro. At this place, they actually hold Tamascal’s twice a month. Their sweat lodge was made of cement and was a beautiful picture of the Earth’s belly. It was a small ceremony, with around 10 people. The experience was quit different from my last, and I had a very hard time not comparing it. Naima was going thro the same as well. Fortuantly Mathois had never been, and thus didn’t have our problem. The actual Tamascal didn’t heat up for some reason to its fullest, and it acted quit like a mellow sauna. Before we had sweated head to foot for 3 hours and in comparison we only heated up for about 1 ½ hours. We did do some mantras within the Earth’s Belly and a Snake, Serpente almost took me within its grasp. Yet I never fully was entranced as before. What was very different, and hard to overcome was that it was quite Catholic/Christian as well. It was interesting indeed to see the combination of Hale Mary’s and chants of our Earth Mother, but overall it wasn’t exactly my place. Tho we had an amazing day anyways! I suppose especially for my company. That evening when we returned to the farm, we had a bonfire and ceremony for the full moon. We listened to music all night and danced to the beams of the moonlight. Connecting as one with the Earth. Watching clouds pass by in creatures of dragons, boats, and creatures of the old world. Sinking within, becoming one body, the Earth and I, we are all connected. The Moon dance and sang in peace and beauty. Words are nothing, nothing to what was. To the moment of the night. To the stars lite above as I slept by the campfire. The moon is within all of us. Within every women. We come from the moon, I am the moon. I am moonlight. The balance of the night of this Earth.

La tierra es nuestra madre, Debemos cuidar la.
La tierra es nuestra madre, Debemos amar la.

Nace la vida, en esta tierra sagrada
Nace la vida, en esta tierra sagrada

El fuego es nuestra hermano, Debemos cuidar lo
El fuego es nuestra hermano, Debemos respecter lo

Nace la vida, en esta tierra sagrada
Nace la vida, en esta tierra sagrada

El aire es nuestra hermano, Debemos cuidar lo
El aire es nuestra hermano, Debemos respecter lo
Nace la vida, en esta tierra sagrada
Nace la vida, en esta tierra sagrada

La agua es nuestra hermana, Debemos cuidar la
La agua es nuestra hermana, Debemos amar la