Preparing people for an MDMA medicine journey, I have often mentioned Black Elk, the famous Lakota medicine man who came from a family of bear healers. Wherever he went, Black Elk felt centered in himself. But when I first heard his quote, “When I was on top of Harney Peak in the Black Hills, I was at the center of the universe,” I took his words literally. I thought that the mountain itself had to be a magical place – a power location. So off I went to South Dakota and climbed to the peak hoping for a magic show of some sort. Perhaps I would be transformed by the energy of the place, much like what people say happens to them at Machu Picchu. Nope! Turns out, what Black Elk was really saying is that wherever he is he feels grounded in the strength Creator gave him. It must have taken a lot of work to end up at that point – the spot of internal calm. In Black Elk’s cosmology there were many roads (ways/religions) to reach Wakan Tanka, or what other tribes referred to as the Great Spirit. But what was most important to note was the place of connection, where the roads crossed. And where they bisected (philosophically speaking), that cognitive location was regarded as sacred. Similarly, when the difficult path of suffering crossed the path of comfort, that “place” in life was regarded as holy, and it afforded people strength and confidence. It mattered not where any person was on their Healing Path, it mattered that they were on a Healing Path.
If anything linked Black Elk to the great mystics of all time it was the conviction that no division exists between the seen and the unseen, the Christian and the atheist. And when he would retreat to a quiet and isolated place on the Pine Ridge Reservation to commune with Wakan Tanka, he could feel power arising from all directions, connections, intersections, and energies. That place of retreat helped bring him home, to his internal locus of control. So wherever he went, there he was, centered in himself.
Black Elk’s people also participated in a peyote cult, the Native American Church, otherwise known as the “medicine eating church.” While indigenous people sought altered states and numinous energies for spiritual growth, perhaps we are now at a time in history when MDMA represents a similar search for contentment, for anchoring in ourselves and our bigger world. This is a new time with a new medicine for seekers.
More academically, psychologists have defined locus of control as the degree to which persons believe they have control over the direction of their lives, rather than being buffeted about by external forces. Similar concepts includes the World Tree or axis mundi. They refer to a line through the earth’s center that connects it, and us, to everything deep in the earth as well as to everything in the heavens above.
African Zulu healers, sangomas, reference something comparable. I believe they see each human being who is undergoing a healing ceremony as being at a meeting point of all the energies, coming from all the directions, converging as a powerful surge of convulsive vitality. When a sangoma (usually a woman) holds a silver staff it is a symbol representing this powerful point of convergence. That is why I carry my Zulu staff into every treatment room, to summon and attract all the energy forces, relatives, and ancestors bedside to support patients.
Perhaps the most inspirational explanation of these ancient concepts comes from the great mythologist, Joseph Campbell who wrote about heroic journeys: “We have not even to risk the adventure alone, for the heroes of all time have gone before us. The labyrinth is thoroughly known. We have only to follow the thread of the hero path, and where we had thought to find an abomination, we shall find a god. And where we had thought to slay another, we shall slay ourselves. Where we had thought to travel outward, we will come to the center of our own existence. And where we had thought to be alone, we will be with all the world.”
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“Placing the locus of control for my emotions into someone else gives them the power over me and my emotions, and it denies my autonomy and power over my life. It creates a victim mindset.”
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Alex, a patient in A Dose of Hope: A Story of MDMA-Assisted Psychotherapy by Dan Engle