Kambô; From Poison to Medicine: Session 3 (Final)

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Photo take at the session

The weeks leading up to the final session, a number of concepts, ideas, and “ah-ha” moments have come into my reality. From understanding what a vibration match means, I’ve finally seen in full why my wife and I are a match and what our growth together entails. Along with finding the rhythm of my being, knowing what it is I want out of life and pursuing it without all the doubts and conditioning that were interfering with my mind. You know, the ideas our parents pass down to us that turn into introjections, which follows us everywhere we go — even while we sleep. About five weeks went by leading to the final session, which was the weekend after the huge solar eclipse (March 20th). I can’t help but think that the universe knows exactly when to do things, especially in this time of awakening.

My wife and I drove over to Glastonbury really early that morning. We wanted to catch the first session of the day so we could enjoy the rest of the afternoon — to fulfil my hungry wife’s urge to eat. We were the first to arrive and rushed in as we had to use the toilet; it was a new599d22a0f56669e57a87be4c486d2012f912c4b13ad7d057c5c31bb3550614a0 venue for us and we liked it much more than the other one, despite the stiff coldness of the room. We wanted to be the first ones to go, we were much more confident than the last two times and my wife’s hunger was growing bigger each time. When she went up, very quickly, the medicine took its effect and her skin turned as red as a stop signal. The majority of the people in the room were on their first time doing Kambô, so it was good for them to see some veterans step up to the plate. A man who sat next to me, who had done Ayahuasca a few times, looked nervous. I reassured him that it was fine and it wouldn’t last very long. That came from me, who was about to have sixteen dots applied. The more dots you have, the deeper the medicine goes, and probably that much more intense.

As soon as my wife went back to her spot, I was called up next since a lot of work had to be done on me. I went on up, not a worry in the world but with all eyes on me. Everyone knew the amount of dots I was about to get and even the practitioner, jokingly, told me that he wasn’t responsible for what might happen to me. I sat down, on what appeared to be a preschool chair, and rolled up my shirt on my left arm. A woman sat in my view and she kept her eyes on me, she had really cool indian looking pants on that were brown and baggy — earlier, I had noticed her doing some stretches like she does yoga. The practitioner applied the burns while I was still drinking my last pint of water. I felt super relaxed and ready to see what would happen with this final experience. The room was lit with the dark clouds outside, I wished the sun was out so I could really get into the mood; the first dot of medicine was applied. I opened and closed my eyes, the gushing sound of water hitting a bucket, my wife had started purging; at that moment I didn’t realise how quickly she had started. The sounds of my heart beat started to become much more noticeable, the medicine’s effect was in the ON position. I opened my eyes and saw the woman looking at me, I told her, “Don’t be alarmed by what you see, I am totally fine.” Half way through having the rest of the medicine applied, the practitioner asked if he could take photos of the medicine on my arm. I allowed him, a long with a few others in the room. Then, I noticed that I was no longer going to be able to get up. The medicine seemed to have travelled where it needed to go in my body, in a flash. The practitioner came close to my left ear and asked if I could get up — I couldn’t answer. He told me to stay there, 4949669126ddaee5601cd15c41eee392f15efdad6b970e124bf41b93b859b240and he grabbed his drum. Two other helpers came, I could feel one behind me with a rattler and another in front of me wafting palo santo — my eyes closed the whole time. I could feel the whole room looking at me but I wanted them to, I wanted them to see a person who had made the choice to go as deep as he could and be just fine. I swayed left and right in the preschoolers chair, thinking to myself that it was probably a bad idea. I felt the medicine seeping in even deeper, agony was afoot — get this shit out of me, I chanted to myself. I thought about the heaviness that was in me at the last session and I wanted it to come out, so I stayed with it and then; I purged. I cheered myself on, as one would do when they see a hero in a movie or T.V show finally get that left hook on the bad guy. I purged beautifully and I was assisted back to my spot next to my wife.

It didn’t take long before I recovered, much quicker than the last two sessions; I was amazed by how I felt. I pictured myself as a clear being with no murkiness — squeaky clean. I cleared my throat and I felt the urge to “oum,” but I got too shy and kept it in. I laid back and allowed myself to relax, my body felt like it had been through two marathon runs; I wrapped myself up in mine and my wife’s blankets.

It took me about three days to recover from this session, I felt like laying down all the time and when eating I had to do so slowly so I wouldn’t bring it back up. Wherever the Kambô medicine went, it went super deep and a number of emotional things came up, which were triggered and integrated during the recovery time. It’s only today, after writing this I feel like I’m fully in my body.

If after reading these blogs, Session 1 and Session 2, you may get a fearful feeling; that’s your ego trying to protect you. Tell that dude or dudette that it’s completely fine, however, if you want to have a Kambô session, be prepared for your shadows to surface. Have the bravery to take on these shadow and integrate them. Your shadows are what are keeping you from achieving what it is you desire in your life, whether that be from relationships to money. Face these shadows and all that which you want in your life will be in reach because you WILL believe it is. Thank you all for reading these blogs and be safe.

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Kambô; From Poison to Medicine: Session 2

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Photo taken right after session 2, the dark spots over the dots are dragons blood

After doing the first Kambô session (Kambô; From Poison to Medicine: Session 1), four weeks passed before doing the second session. During those four weeks, several new aspects of awareness were, let me say, activated.

Three days after the first session, the energy level in my body increased. I would wake up every morning feeling refreshed and brand new. My mind had less chatter, it felt like I was sitting in an open field with a cool breeze blowing on me. Meditations were deeper and more enriching, as well as my ability to do shadow work and heal my emotional bodies; there was certainly a huge shift taking place. Integrating these aspects of myself opened up so many feelings, discoveries and mysteries I had been trying to find answers to for many years. I just didn’t think it would take me getting married to an English woman, moving to England, doing Kambô and finally reaching these depths of myself, as I had thought I would be able to do it on my own in NYC. However, life does its thing, where you must go through certain experiences before gaining new knowledge. The following weeks leading up to the second session of Kambô seemed to go by very quickly. There are other blogs that cover the types of meditations I did, The Inner Children and The Inner Children 2.

Back in the same room as the first session, the day was filled with sun and warm energy. It was nice to have the yellow rays of light coming in through the window to join us as we sat on the floor waiting for the practitioner to finish his preparations. There were fewer people now, my wife and I decided to sit a little closer to the beginning of the line, as we wanted to have more time to relax after the session was over. This time around, my wife went before me and I got to see her go through the process, which was nice. The Kambô seemed to be going through people’s system a lot faster that day. My wife turned ultra red only after the first dot of medicine was applied— I thought: “Here comes the roller-coaster ride!”

I drank my six pints of water and went up to where the practitioner was waiting for me; eleven dots burned into my left arm. The first piece of medicine was placed, I waited, taking in a deep breath, listening for my heart beat to begin echoing. I looked up slightly, earlier they had closed the curtain over the large windows, but a streak of sunlight was shining through the top of the room. I looked closely at the dust floating in the light and suddenly I felt so wonderful in my body. Heat rushed over me like I was putting a winter coat on, heart fluttering like an orange and black butterfly on a summer morning. I inhaled deeply and visualized pulsating rainbow colored light coming off my body, it was unbelievable how great I felt. Once all of my eleven dots were covered with the medicine, I went back to my spot next to my wife, placing my bucket between my legs. I slowly rocked, side to side, as I could feel the swaying energy in the room. Two helpers sat with me, one in front of me fanning palo santo, the other, on my right with her left hand on the middle of my back. I had more awareness around me more than the first session. I could almost respond better as well — then it hit me. It felt like a napkin absorbing water, it wasn’t a nice feeling; that’s when I knew it was time for work. I shifted my body several times so that I could purge properly and not lean awkwardly. Suddenly I could hear a rattle instrument behind me. I opened my eyes slightly and I could see it was the practitioner, I also saw my wife almost completely recovered, smiling gently at me.

Having eleven dots meant there was going to be much deeper work, and it sure felt like it. After I purged every ounce of water out of my stomach, the practitioner removed the Kambô and things started to feel like they were under control again, although I still felt a bit heavy as I think I had more to purge but couldn’t. I laid on my mat for a long while, my body temperature dropped and I felt like I had just run twenty miles. I definitely felt the complete opposite than at the beginning of the session. Uneasiness left with me that day.

In two weeks will be the final Kambô session and I will write about what I went through leading up to then. Any further questions please leave them in the comments blow. Until then, be good.

Kambô; From Poison to Medicine: Session 1

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Taken the night after the Kambô ceremony

There once was an Amazonian Shaman named Kampu. His people fell ill and he had done everything he could to cure them, using all the medicinal herbs known to him. Kampu journeyed into the forest and, under the effect of Ayahuasca, was visited by God. A large frog was handed to him and Kampu was shown how to take the white secretion from the frog and apply this as a new medicine. Shaman Kampu returned to his people and cured his fellow tribesmen. After he died, Kampu’s spirit lived on in the frogs and his people continued to use the poison to stay active and healthy. From: Kambô, The Spirit of the Shaman.

Kambô works closely with the heart and with the immune system. The frog, Phyllomedusa bicolor, secretes a poison which contains antibiotic properties that have been shown to be very powerful treatments for diseases such as Parkinson, AIDS, cancer and other maladies. In other words, the poison has the potential to reset the body to a much healthier state. And, on an energetic level, this medicine can raise the frequency of body.

My wife and I heard about Kambô through a spiritual teacher we follow, our interests were piqued. We did our research and found a practitioner in the UK. A total of three sessions are sufficient in order to have the full effect of the medicine, so our first session took place in Glastonbury —the heart chakra of the world. My wife was much more nervous about this ceremony than I was, due to the fact that she hadn’t ever tried anything like this. For me, as long as I know it’s safe, I’m willing to try anything at least once.

The frog secretion has a strong effect on the intestines and bowels and results in deep purging, the most common of which being vomiting. My wife and I had to fast leading up to the ceremony, beginning the night before. At the venue, before the application of the poison, we had to drink six pints of spring water —this definitely helps to keep from dry heaving and whatever needs to come out can come out smoothly. Other people attended and we all sat in a half circle and I watched as each person, one by one, would go up to the practitioner and get their poison applied to them.

As you can see from the photo above, a number of dots are burnt into the arm. Usually it’s in a straight line, and typically it’s from the top of the shoulder downward, but since I had my tattoo the practitioner was creative and went around it. Seven dots is the basic start if it’s your first time as a man, five dots for a woman. The practitioner did all seven burns first and then applied one dot of the frog poison. This was to get the body prepared a little for the rest of the application. As the practitioner prepared the rest, I began to feel my heart pounding; almost like how you feel if you have been running for a long time. I could feel the blood flowing and the heat rising in my body; “Oh shit,” I said to myself.

After all seven dots were applied I went to my spot next to my wife and continued to observe how I felt. I look around briefly as I could see the shadow of agony in some people’s faces as they were going through their process. I learned a while back that to fight things, only causes more pain. I closed my eyes and tuned into the sound of my heart beating louder and louder. My body temperature raised rapidly, I could feel the water coming out of my pores on my forehead. A helper sat next to me and spoke with a gentle voice, I couldn’t hear him since my heart beat drowned everything out; as if ascending to a high altitude, things around me became quiet. I couldn’t focus on anything outside myself anymore. At this point I wanted to purge, I wanted this stuff out of my body, whatever it was! Whatever was causing me agony at the moment I wanted it out. It felt like something was digging into my being, drawing up things in my body so I could purge. I begged my body to let it go and nothing. The helper was blowing palo santo incense to help bring up what needed to come out, I leaned to one side of my body, a small bucket between my legs ready to catch what I purged. My body held on as it may have had its own resistance to the poison. Until finally, release.

After a while I started to feel a whole lot better, those five to seven minutes felt so much longer. I could finally hear the helper who was next to me again as I accepted his encouraging words. My body started to cool down, I could feel sweat all over. A deep relaxation settled over me and all I wanted to do was lay down, my wife next to me still going through her process. I curled up under a small blanket we had brought with us and I basked in the peace of mental silence, I almost felt like I was laying in a field of tall grass on a summer evening.

Twenty minutes later my wife and I left and got something to eat. I was in complete zen mode, as every step I took was perfectly placed. Any movements I made were with grace and care; that night we slept very well.

Since my wife and I couldn’t do it three days straight, as it’s done in the USA, we’re left to do our sessions with a month gap between them. In the next Kambô blog I’ll explain what I went through and felt leading up to the second session. Until next time.