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.