You came beckoning to me in my dreams, I could feel your pull to come sip amongst your knowledge yet again.
Speaking in your powerful way, you said to me….
“Come find me, I will lead you to where you need to be, the right Shaman you will be guided to as I transform you.
Purifying you mind and spirit, I am a tool, one when used with the right intention will propel you forward.
Speak to me before you take part, everything will be drawn to you, if it is found easily it is meant to be”
Ayahuasca, a drink that is made from the vines of the amazon, powerful plant medicine, that shifts one into new dimensions within self. It is more feminine in nature and relates to the earth goddess. The traditions of this ceremony date back centuries, usually facilitated by a shaman. One drinks this as an undertaking that comes with reverence for the power of the medicine.
This is an absolute surrendering to whatever the medicine wishes to impart in one’s being, pulling up negativity and shadows to be viewed, and purged.
There can be deaths of self, and viewings beyond what the conscious mind can grasp, understanding of what lies underneath all the eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
I heard whispered in my ear,
Peru is where you will find me.
The energies of these ancient lands were calling me
Come to me, come to me.
I set the intention, the power of the mind being my one true religion. The visions I could taste and smell. These visions carried with them a weight beyond proportions of what I was grasping.
untethered by conditions and patterns of my world and society, even more sovereign in myself
I spoke back to her
Show me how to get to you…..
I will begin with the end, back to the feminine.
Callpa, a person, also representing
a circle, starting and ending in the same place.
a cycle complete
Death = Transformation
Within the being feminine the masculine action is born.
Action comes from being, being causes action.
My last and final resolve, owning my body and femininity.
Excursions of action and asserting my masculine, death of self experiences, with elements harsh, I am still processing the teachings.
Testing ever ounce and fiber of my being with
not giving up or in,
no matter what I am faced with.
A softness occurs.
In this softness a nurturance of what I have undertaken.
A vacation away from an excursion,
back now in Bocas, circling, this time with renewed purpose, in that
who I am
With a superb teacher for this.
My aunts have been amazing forces in my life, guiding me with their knowledge, passion and strength.
I am being guided yet again, for the final teaching along this journey, by Laura, owner of Bocas Yoga. An independent, graceful, confident woman, she has become a soul-aunt, I am blissfully inspired. Staying in the guest room attached to the studio, a dream- space is giving rise to the cultivation of what I have acquired.
Laura is Anusara Yoga inspired, living Shri,
universal principles of seeing beauty first.
I came here after mention of a photo shoot.
That photo shoot turned into an uncloaking of beauty so as to learn to share myself with the world.
Cultivating my beauty with grace and no longer giving a fuck what anybody thinks.
Fully owning, integrating and being proud of who I’ve become
“Shine your beauty out” I heard in one of the amazing yoga classes
How overly critical I can be of myself at times, expecting a perfection that is hard to meet, an over-worn, conditioned belief that my beauty and sexiness can only be had if I am over five foot three, a super-model or slutty.
After what I have faced and created, it is time to get rid of that bs and implement me, and MY BEAUTY into my being.
Re-patterning reservations from a brainwashed and objectified society.
I don’t need to be a c cup to feel beautiful. Although it feels fun to have 😉
I don’t need to dress in Prada to know I am beautiful.
I don’t need to wear makeup everywhere to look beautiful.
My beauty isn’t what I look like, how I dress, what I drive, where I am or with who, those are all extensions of what is within.
My beauty cannot be found outside of myself, it is an inward state emanating out, it’s my light and my ability to radiate to all who are in my presence.
True beauty is the ability to love myself, own myself and be confident in how I represent myself to the world.
Trying to look perfect is a state of insecurity, my imperfections give rise to the greatest beauty of all
Extraordinary idiosyncrasies that are mine to claim.
It’s about intention, if I think I am beautiful, and radiate that with grace and action, to me that is truly living my beauty.
New-found Beauty has come with action, the action of integrity in
to be continued…..