Month: May 2018

73 days ago I left Vienna.

I left to reset.

I took a rough path and faced my own shit…

I met some very special people during this trip and learned from them, from nature and from life.

Especially the last three weeks working with the Amazonian Warrior went deep… real deep…

Life takes place in-between breaths

So let’s see what I’ll do for my next breath.

Well for now… going back… reALIty chEck

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The Amazonian Warrior took me to a cave in the La Gomera mountains.

She sat with me while I took the medicine and entered a different dimension.

The medicine worked quickly and I started to pierce through the dimensions of time and space.

My experience was profound and there is no words for me to describe it.

Yet, a question arose:

How is it possible that we humans live against life?

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About 30 minutes have passed since I started drinking water. I guess I had about 3,5 liters so far. My stomach feels nauseous… what else…

The Amazonian warrior burns small circles onto my arm as gate for the frog poison and puts the medicine on them.

It takes only a couple seconds… I feel heat in my body… pressure in my head… in my stomach…

I retch… nothing happens…

I retch again… some clear water comes out…

„Take 10 more sips of water“

Ok… I take ten…

I wait for a moment… and then… sudden release!

I vomit four times in a row… the first two times it is still clear water but with the third and fourth release… it is neon, yellow, green… poison and toxins from within…

„Take 15 more big sips of water… now“

Damn… it‘s just the beginning… why the hell did I think I wanted to do another ceremony?!?

Another release… three more times. The taste, the smell… horrible… bitter and like metall…

„Good job… take ten more sips“

Oh man, I feel sick. I can barely hold the bottle of water.

1 … 2 … 3 … 4 … 5 … 6 … 7 … 8 … 9 … 10 … 11 … 12 … 13 …

„Take another five“

Come on, I just had 13 instead of 10…

I drink, nothing happens… I hyperventilate… I moan in pain… my body is shaking… I hope I don‘t have to use my fingers…

„Use your fingers… gently“

Damn it!

I put my fingers down my throat to activate my vomiting reflex…

Nothing happens…

„One more time… with love“

With love… sure…

Release…

After about an hour and volmiting about eight liter of water and diarrhea, we are done.

I lie down.

„Good session… I see you on Saturday for the next.“

No way… I‘m devastated… never again!

I go into a trance… rapid eye movement…

I snap out of it… I feel weak but good… somehow I feel I’m becoming clearer and growing stronger!

And all that deep shit is getting out of my system…

I bow to the holy frog 🙏🏼

Saturday?

Let‘s roll 😜

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