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 new 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, and 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.