"Pacha Mama"

2002 - "Call to Adventure"

The Quest leads me to the realms of Costa Rica, to a community known as Pacha Mama. After my time there, I have my first encounter with Ayahuasca, the Mother Vine, a major moment of communion with the plant deva …

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My soul is weary as I make it to the realms of Costa Rica. Here, I see a turtle along the beach, preparing to give birth. Softly, falling into resonance with her frequency, I touch gently in appreciation. I have never seen a turtle so close before and it is a beautiful thing.

This place is a new experience for me on so many levels.

They had arranged themselves around a being they considered “realized”. This was an entirely new concept for me. One where I discovered the pattern of beings arranging around the centerpoint of a being they considered “realized”.

The Bungalow - Facing the Agitation

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I’m brought to a bungalow out in the jungle, a place for me to meditate, to clear my mind and try to make sense of the chaos that had been plaguing me my entire life.

The New Village

The Ritual Community

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Muppets & Mystics

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The Mother & the Child

The sand swirled beneath my fingers asI felt my devotion to dance take hold, my mind dissolving in the ocean of sensation that was each particle of grain upon the changing temperature and depth of my movement. Like so much of my primal artistry, it was a quick sculpting, a glyph of momentary significance made of the changing world.

It was a mother to my eyes. One holding a child, carrying with it the sense that there was a great mother, a loving intelligence that was the planet herself. It was a flickering thing, surfacing in my awareness like a balm before lost in the fugue of my endless shifting.

Here I felt the voice of the elementals again, the water communicating the idea that life itself moved in rhythms, the ripples of our realities moving across an ocean of endless tides.

Grandmother Ayahuasca

Later in the jungle, I will have my first experience with Ayahuasca, the mother vine, remembering my consciousness with the touch of the Green.

The touch of Ayahuasca is unlike anything I have ever experienced, where I feel my awareness shifting, deeply, into a place that felt like Home. Here, the voices of the deva were crystal clear, the lines of meaning rendered thick and fine across the sky.

The dance moved through me, launching me across the floor in swirls of light and color.

More interested in the call of the wild nature than the container of energies that was the space I wandered off, following the trail of darkness that led me deeper into the jungle.

Characters Appearing in this Episode

Alok