“Just when I needed support and guidance the most, someone showed up for me – myself.”
That is a common refrain among people who are seekers and have experienced an MDMA ceremony.
Thereafter, when actively looking for answers, they almost assuredly show up for themselves. It’s not that answers were not there all along, you just may be looking more keenly with stronger hope and optimism in place. And we are doing spiritual work, as Marcela Lobos has written in her first book,
Awakening Your Inner Shaman (2021), answers seem to appear when we are confident from experience that the Universe will mirror back to us what we knew all along.
When fear has us in its grip and we marshal the courage to quiet our lives – shut off the TV and “smartphone” and go inside after going outside – an animal messenger delivers an insight, the UPS driver leaves the most perfectly salient book on the front steps, or a child displays a needed ingredient in our spirit – fresh eyes, awe, or playfulness. Spirit shows up through signs that seem to be applauding our faith in the shamanic growth process. But to open the mind to this mystery, the grace of it all, sometimes an altered state can set the stage for possibility.
The mystery of paradox is such that when we are in the
dark night of the soul
and when we feel utterly alone and despondent, being fully present with the pain can deliver us. That is the way of it! We show up for ourselves rather than routinely and unthinkingly run to the psychiatrist’s office for the next best antidepressant. Many times, more often than not, the answer rests deep within us.
As Lobos suggests, when we do the interior work over time, eventually everything lines up for us to jump through a newfound portal. And there we are on the other side, joined with our bigger Self, the genius that had been close by all along.
As we cried out for a consoling friend,
we responded to the call. For many, that is one of the gifts of MDMA assisted psychotherapy.
Victims of trauma are often given to playing small. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking, which instinctively occurs when in the presence of an emotional vampire, who with diminishing judgements sucks the confident spirit right out of us day in and day out. Playing timid and small does not serve us well, the people close to us, nor the world. A life of quiet compliance and dutifulness hides us from our true nature – our best and most capable, bigger Self. But first we must die onto our old self, our self-limiting story first imposed by an insecure parent or partner(s).
Jaguar is a fiercely protective and empowering guardian animal for Amazonian shamans. In the presence of their companion ally – mentally through shapeshifting, or physically in the jungle – they feel compelled to practice alert fearlessness. Jaguar symbolizes our potential awakened strength and can be called upon like an exemplar who can show us how to walk in darkness, within the black places of our soul. This brave relative has the capacity to perceive in the dark, literally with at least six times more illuminating proficiency than humans. And Jaguar, like MDMA, can reset our brain and our soul. That is when we become, as Lobos says,
luminous warriors. And, interestingly, others are often inclined to see the radiance before we do. They are drawn to it, to us, and eventually we are too.
If one is to experience a
future retrieval – to arrive at our divinely determined destiny -- it may be necessary to cut the rope anchoring us to toxic stories, acquaintances, or even a spouse. We can easily decay in the presence of controlling advice-givers, even when they believe what they are doing is in our best interests; it usually isn’t. But first comes the realization from within (a
Pachakuti*) that
enough is enough. As civil rights luminary Rosa Parks once said, “I have learned that when one’s mind is made up, this diminishes fear; knowing what must be done does away with fear.” Then the Jaguar bravery shows up and we say to abusers, “I release you to your own destiny. I can walk alone.”
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“Breaking away is a marvelous invitation to stay with the immanent freshness of life, an opportunity to not be blinded by the given, and to follow our inner fragrance like a treasure hunt.”
- Annette Knopp
“I dreamed I was a butterfly, flitting around in the sky; then I awoke. Now I wonder: Am I a man who dreamt of being a butterfly, or am I a butterfly dreaming that I am a man.”
- Chuang Tzu
* Pachakuti: A Peruvian indigenous (Q’ero) term for a cataclysmic moment in which a new world is suddenly born.
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