How drinking Ayahuasca permanently changed me.

A year ago I was on the plane to Peru to drink Ayahuasca and my mind was infested with suicidal thoughts.

Flying to Iquitos, Perú.

I stared at the emergency exit of the airplane, wishing I could jump out of it.

I contemplated my suicide for hours in the sky.

I picked a dangerous place to drink Ayahuasca- a place where no one spoke my language, a place nested deep in the jungle, miles away from any hospital.

There was nothing safe about what I was doing.

In my mind, I pondered every possibility. Maybe my body would react poorly to Ayahuasca and I would die. Maybe I would get bit by a poisionous snake and die. Maybe I would-

There was no practical preperation at all, only emotional preparation for my death.

From a very young age, I had an unhealthy preoccupation with death. I constantly fantasied about death, it was a coping mechanism because I hated my reality. I hated the act of breathing. I hated humanity, I hated the world I was in. And most of all, I hated myself. I was highly perfectionistic, always subjecting myself to unrealistic standards. I placed a bar on myself higher than I could ever reach.

When I was 13 years old, I would get a grade below 90 in school, I would cut myself. Every time my weight went above 105, I would vomit and exercise for hours. My first real suicide attempt was when I was 17, and after that, I overdosed on drugs up until I was 22 years old, when I overdosed on 16000mg of Wellbutrin. I had hallcuinations that caused me to question reality.

My questioning of reality ended up with me sitting on a cushion in a Buddhist temple a year later, where I discovered the beautiful and healing effects of meditation. A week long meditation retreat healed my brain more than the medication I was taking. It taught me more about my condition than years of therapy did. Because of meditation, I was able to actually live with my depression. I was actually able to observe it. Despite being able to cope with my thoughts, I still had intrusive suicidal ideation. I still woke up and my brain would immeditately tell me to die. I was just able to observe these thoughts of suicidal ideation, instead of attaching to them.

The only thoughts that I weren’t able to deattach from, no matter how hard I tried, were my existential ones. When I was 23, I experienced an event that triggered PTSD in me, and made me constantly question reality even more, and I couldn’t stop. I dove into books on quantum physics, in order to understand nature at its fundemental level. I went back to university to major in physics and psychology, in hopes I could find some piece of information that would explain existance. I questioned reality so much, that at times, my brain could no longer recognize what was real and what wasn’t. I ended up in the hospital for early onset psychosis. My psychosis was accompanied by chronic pain, numbness and tingling and losses in vision. I figured all my years of drug overdoses were catching up with me. I cried in the MRI machine, as it scanned my spine and my brain, terrified for what I was going to find out.

There was nothing. I stared at my MRI scans, wondering how my brain could actually be structurally fine, when all my life Ive been cycling through deep depression, PTSD, impulsive suicide attempts, and now episodes of psychosis.

Some months after recieving my MRI results, I had a horrible episode. I was standing on a sidewalk, and I completely forgot where I was. I forgot who I was, and where I was going. I could no longer tell that the cars were cars, so I walked in front of traffic. Thats when my vision blurred, like I was walking through a tunnel, and I had immense tingling in my legs and my spine. I came back to my senses after seeing the cars halt to a stop in front of me. I realized I was right next to home, and I had just left to go to work. I managed to get myself home, where I found my keys I left in the door. I curled up on my couch and cried. I felt completely helpless…and then…

I felt an overwhelming sensation of love and light.

I can’t describe this. I’ve never felt so much love and light. It was so strong, that it felt more real than anything I’ve ever felt. I realized that everything was going to be okay, in a way I can’t ever describe. The sensation of light was accompanied by even more tingling in my spine, but it didn‘t bother me. I felt like my consciousness was expanding to let in more light.

That was my first glimpse of this vibrant, loving light. I researched this feeling, and I was shocked to find countless articles about spiritual awakenings. Each article described everything I was experiencing. I did not believe in “spiritual awakenings” at all- I still firmly believed I was having neurological issues, especially with my history of mental health issues and drug overdoses.

Somewhere in my research, an article about Ayahuasca appeared, and the second I laid eyes on the artistic impressions of her- I heard her call. She told me it was time to go meet her.

This caused a lot of internal panic inside me, because I knew that I was crazy at this point. I logically reasoned I was growing closer to insanity, and I needed to go to the hospital to retry medication. There was no way a plant was calling to me. But then I read countless of people describing the exact same call. There were countless people in the world, that were experiencing my exact same situation.

I would hear her call every day after that, like an invisible force was pushing me to the jungle. It was so strong, that I did not go to the hospital. I stopped going to therapy for my early onset psychosis. My body was tingling, I was having so many chronic pain flareups I could barely move, but I sat with it all. I bared through it every day, and I kept meditating to keep myself grounded.

I got to the point where I couldn’t continue to postpone a trip to the jungle anymore. My MRI was fine, doctors couldn’t find a single explanation for what was happening to me, I basically tried every medication out there without aid, and I had savings to go. Ayahuasca suddenly went from a crazy idea, to being the most logical idea.

Note that I went to drink Ayahuasca with a mind built on logic. Of course, I was experiencing body tingling, I was experiencing impulsive suicidal thoughts and heavy existential crisis, and I was also feeling some sort of Godlike light going through me- but I still believed that all Ayahuasca would do was give me the placebo effect, maybe for a few months, then I would be back to square one. Since I’ve already hallucinated on drugs, I figured it would be the same deal. I didn’t believe it would do much.

Despite that, I cried and I cried. I cried more than I ever did in my life the month before drinking it. I thought for sure I was going to die. I didn’t think I would come back, because going into the middle of the jungle alone was dangerous, and I read about horrible side effects of Ayahuasca online, and I also read about experiences where people died drinking it. Flying to Peru felt like I was flying to the guillotine.

When I said goodbye to my family before going to the jungle, I meant it as my final goodbye.

And it was indeed a final goodbye, because…when I came back from the jungle, I was a completely different person. I was reborn. The person I was before drinking Ayahuasca, would not recognize the person I am today.

(You can read about my Ayahuasca experience here, but this post is about the changes that have occurred in me.)

It has now been a full year since I drank Ayahuasca, long enough for me to logically deduce that the changes in me from it have been permanent.

Here are some of those changes:

I am the healthiest person I know. I don’t have a single health issue, mental or physical. I have no pain, no numbness, no tingling, I have 20/20 vision, and not to brag, but I’m growing amazing muscles from being so active!

I’m full of energy. Before I couldn’t get off the couch most days, now I’m constantly moving. I enjoy hot yoga, weight lifting, and biking. Of course, I still love to take power couch naps! I have yet to find anyone who can match my current zest and energy for life.

I’m full of sexual energy. There is no limit to how much I enjoy sex. Sex feels completely different now, it feels cosmic and electric, and with the right person, it feels like my soul is vibrating.

I’m spirituality integrated It took months after drinking Ayahuasca to fully adjust to what she taught me. She pulled my soul out of my body. It was a classic case of an OBE/NDE. Because I was pulled out so quickly, and experienced the afterlife, it was extremely tough for me to integrate myself back into the world. Not only did I suddenly have an intense love and appreciation for life, something I never had before, I also carried memories of the process of dying (which includes a deliberating feeling of grief if you did not live a life of love and gratitude, followed by a familiar tunnel that you will know you’ve travelled through an infinite amount of times once you see it) , and the “afterlife” (which is really just an interdimensional transformation that is peaceful and nothing to be afraid of), and NONE of this is easy to integrate into life. It manifested as severe anxiety at first, but now, I’m calm. Deep down , we all know what the afterlife is. Theres millions of documented experiences similar to mine, the afterlife is no secret. We all know we are here to love, its no secret. What we are all doing here, is no secret (Its to LOVE! Love, love, love.). We all know. We all just get lost inside our brains, attached to our thoughts and our opnions of the world, that we forget how to love.

I experience sadness and grief differently. The sadness has a beautiful quality to it. I can best describe it as the state of Mono no Aware. Look this state up! I’m just basically in awe of the sadness and impermanence of life.

I used to be an atheist but now I use the words “God” and “Soul.” Ayahuasca flung me out of my body within seconds of her taking effect . I was in a spot where I had zero control, and zero body…and that was well before she ripped “me” in pieces until there was nothing left. You try coming back to the world and still be an atheist after an experience like that! Now, I use the word God to describe higher powers like Ayahuasca, but also to describe the unifying; loving energy of Oneness.

I no longer see humans as humans. Rather, I see humans as souls, and a soul is a fragment of one source energy. Souls are made of vibration and frequency. Each soul is facing struggles, for two reasons- 1) facing your struggles is a growth experience that your soul enjoys and 2) so your soul can bring this experience back to the source, as we are all one unifying energy of love. I know, it sounds ridiculous, but you will realize the vastness and the importance of this truth once you have to come to terms with your own death.

I’m in love. With everything. The planet, my body, my soul, the people in my life. Every day, I feel intense love from doing anything, whether its the dishes, or riding my bike. The wind passing by my ears as I pedal- thats love, and that’s all the love I’ve ever needed.

I can no longer get attached to suffering. The plant spirit taught me that suffering is a gift. There is so much meaning in suffering, because it means you have the gift of human life. Once you have gratitude toward your suffering, you can no longer be attached to it.

I have depression or no suicidal ideation. Not even a single thought, because I now recognize that death is not an escape from life. Rather, death is life itself. Death is like taking your clothes off. Its so natural, its all part of the flow of the universe, and its just a beautiful part of life.

I’m grounded in reality. I feel in touch with my soul and how its having a human experience, I feel as if I’m seeing reality im technicolor- its rich, full of life, full of vastness, full of color, full of love- and its also full of darkness, full of suffering, full of hardship- I see it all, existing as one, like I’m envisioning the full Ying Yang symbol, and this vision makes my mind balanced and more grounded than ever.

I have no existential questions. Mother Ayahuasca showed me the meaning to our existence, by transforming me into nothingness, a form that couldn’t conceive of meaning. When you are no longer able to conceive of meaning, meaning does not matter, and that is the meaning. The point of life is simply here and now, and we will always be here and now, whether we are alive, whether we are dead, whether we are human, whether we are a flower. We are here to connect to this eternal being, this eternal nowness, and this now, this being- its all love. All of it, is love. So we are here to love.

Breathing feels like a massage. Just being alive, having a body, doing things in my body, feels like one huge massage. Your soul loves your body too, or else it wouldn’t have one.

I’m able to manage anything. I’m in univeristy. Before, I couldn’t complete university because of my mental health issues. Now it’s a fun challenge, and I’m excelling at it. I’m enjoying seeing how far I can go in life, and what I can do. Its way different from before, when I held myself to standards. Now I’m just giving myself big challenges because I find the process of it fun and exciting.

This art by Ram Dass depicts exactly how this cosmic “wheel” dance feels.

I feel a vast sense of interconnection. I am the trees, the sky, I am you, you are me.

I’m always dancing. Literally, I can’t stop dancing. Figuratively, I feel as if the universe is engaged in one huge dance, and I can feel this dance vibrate through me.

I feel like a vibrating string of infinite possibility, that’s part of a web or a wheel. I feel like what we can achieve is endless, and that I’m always in this state, and the entire universe is in this state. I believe that reality may actually be something like a cyclic, interdimensional wheel, full of infinite, infinite possibility.

I’m energy sensitive. People exhibit certain color, an “aura”, and I’m drawn to certain colors. I can tell if people are struggling a lot in life. This means I have to be careful with whom I offer my energy to, and this has resulted in me enjoying my alone time more than I ever have. I love the peace, the quiet, and I love connecting to my soul.

I love the mundane aspects of life. I’ll clean, do the dishes and pay my bills any day! These things are exciting to me now.

I don’t take life seriously. I’m quite laid back and relaxed, and I enjoy all sorts of humor, and I love to smile and laugh.

I am eternally grateful. For you. For this life. For absolutely everything

Ayahuasca never stops teaching you. Her life lessons expand far beyond after you take in her spirit. I had an important lesson, an important realization, just a few months ago. This happened to me when I was lying in bed, and I thought about all the times in life I had suffered. I remembered every drug overdose, every time I cut myself, every panic attack from PTSD, every time I suffered at the hands of others, all the abuse I endured from the people I loved, every time I attempted suicide…

And I thought to myself, “Wow! That was awesome!” Like a little kid that just got off a scary rollercoaster ride, I would do it again and again. I would go through all that suffering again, just to wake up from it like I have in this life time. I understand the purpose of suffering, its the pathway to a greater joy, of which I get to experience now on the daily. Its the pathway to love and light. Its what I came to this dimension to experience, and I would come back, again and again. Even if it meant having my life shrouded in mental illness like I did before, I would do it again, because like my soul said- “That. WAS. FRIGGIN. AWESOME.”

Of course, I’m no gatekeeper of life. I’m far from having all the answers, as I’m just like you, I’m a soul having a human experience, I happened to find some answers, but far from all. All I know is death isn’t scary, just as long as you lived with love in your heart, and the second we die, we can return if we want, and our higher selfs don’t mind that at all, our higher selfs love to live many, many lifetimes.

My story isn’t unique. It is what billions of humans have experience through our time on earth. The constant questioning of reality I experienced is called the Dark Night of the Soul in literature, and the following health issues combined with sensations of love and light are typical of a spiritual awakening, so I hope you read this with that in mind, and note that we don’t have to spiritually awaken in our lifetime, we merely just have to love.

Finding the ability to love yourself, other sentient beings, the earth itself, and all parts of your life will always guide you to having a beautiful and phenomenal life.

Thank you so much for reading.

With much love,

Shunya

How to express your soul through art.

When you hear the word “soul”, what do you think of?

I used to just use it as another word to describe things that touch me deeply. I could feel a song in my soul if I was able to deeply connect to it.

To be honest, I didn’t give it much more thought than that. I knew there was this concept of soul in many religions. I knew that people believed that after we die, our souls go to another place, but I didn’t believe this.

I was more focused on the physical functioning of the brain. I imagined that we were just our brains, and after we died, that nothing would happen at all. We would cease to exist.

I was wrong. I was completely wrong.

The very first lesson the plant medicine Ayahuasca taught me was that we have souls. I learned that in one second.

Why? Because I literally jumped out of my body. I flew out of my body, so quickly, and there are no words to describe this experience. I can’t even try to put this into words, because its nothing like what we can feel here, on our human plane of existence. The only thing I can compare it to is like creating a beautiful piece of art.

The beautiful sound of a waterfall.

Because of this, I now have new connotations with the word soul. It’s not that we have souls, its that we are souls. And we are here to have this beautiful experience in the human body. There are things we can experience here, that we can’t experience in the afterlife.

Only here can we enjoy the delicious taste of coffee. Only here can we kiss the people we love. Only here can we enjoy the sweet aroma of baked goods. Only here can we hear the sound of a waterfall.

The little joy we feel in these things, well, that is our soul speaking to us. What I learned is our souls are naturally vast. Our souls extend across multiple dimensions. And we are all likely part of the same soul, that has broken apart, to experience life, in many different forms, then we return to being the same form. This repeats, over and over again, like a dance.

Are you this water droplet?

It’s almost as if your soul is flowing like water. Imagine your soul like water in the clouds. Then it rains, and the single water droplet that hits the leaf becomes your body. And all the other water droplets, they are also you. Everyone else is part of the same cloud. And you eventually go back to being the water in the cloud. You become one again.

You may scatter temporarily, but you always go back to being one. Its so natural, so incredibly natural. When we are connecting to our soul, we are like water droplets, trying to connect to the sky from which we fell.

We are humans trying to connect to something bigger than ourselves, and the thing that is bigger doesn’t speak using words. The only way to connect to it is through art, because art isn’t constrained by our human body. Art is free flowing, art is full of infinite possibility, art can be anything at all. And you my dear, are also free flowing. You came here to remember that.

Once you remember it, then you start to flow. Art will come easy to you- in fact, art will become something you have to do, because now you can hear the vastness of your soul. You need to express that vastness inside of you, because it is now a part of you, more than ever before.

Most often, people have no troubles agreeing that art is an expression of the soul. What people struggle more with is finding inspiration to do art. They lack motivation, lack inspiration, lack the time. And this is why meditation is so important.

Picture your thoughts like rocks in the water. You can learn to flow through these rocks.

With meditation, you will come to learn that these are all just mere story lines we create in our mind. We are always attaching ourselves to excuses, and they are all just a story. They are only as real as we make them. You can learn to deattach yourself from these stories.

And when you do, you will have more room to connect to your soul. If you are a river, all your thoughts are like rocks, blocking you from flowing correctly. You can learn to flow through the rocks. You can become free flowing, just like your soul. And then your art will become free flowing too.

When creating art, don’t put any limitations at first. Just let it all flow, without limitations. You can critique it later.

Don’t listen to what your thoughts are saying, just draw, just play music, just knit, just take photos, just write, just cook- whatever it is you’re doing, just do it, completely mindlessly.

And that is how to make your soul jump out of you.

Ego Death Realizations

You realize that you’re not in control of your life at all. You realize there is something overlooking your entire life, and whatever that is, calls the shots, and you don’t.

You realize what an egotistical life you’ve lived so far- thinking you had control, thinking you knew it all, thinking you had it all figured out. Only to realize you can never know, there is no way to know, you are just an inferior being, inside this realm of higher beings.

You realize that everything you see, you really don’t know what it is at all, but you want to stay. Knowing no longer matters, all that matters is staying inside your human body, because its some sort of gift you’ve been given and that’s all you can be sure of.

You’ve realized you asked too many questions, and you wonder if you’ve went too far, and discovered something you shouldn’t have. You wonder if you will ever be able to go back to the way it was before (News flash- you don’t ever go back to the way it was before.)

You realize there are spirits out there, the spiritual world exists, and its none of your damn business what’s happening there, because you have the time after you die to spend there. There’s no need to see the spiritual world in your human life, because you came from the spiritual world. You’ll have all the time there in the world after you die, because its a timeless place. While in life, time exists, and it is short- so very short.

You feel connected to your body, but you also feel connected to the universe. You wonder if your soul will just fly out of your body, and you will lose your life again. You feel more like a galaxy, instead of a human being, but you also feel more human, more human than you have ever felt, all in one.

You fill your brain with as much Western crap as you possibly can, trying to return to an egotistical state. You crave for the way it was before- before you drank Ayahuasca. You crave being naive again. You want to just completely forget what just happened, but there’s no way to ever forget. What happened is now a part of you- its something you will have to carry into the rest of your life- and its exactly what you asked for.

The phrase “Be careful what you wish for” goes through your head, and you regret ever drinking the medicine and asking it to expand your consciousness. Because an expanded consciousness is a lot for an egotistical mind to process. It’s so hard, it’s so hard, you wish you didn’t have to process what happened, but now you do. The medicine is now a part of you, it’s now your life, a life that was supposed to be naive.

You break down in tears, you can’t stop crying, mourning your old self. Your old self didn’t understand what it actually was, and you mourn that. You realize you came here so you wouldn’t have to know, and now there’s no going back. You know now. You feel agony, the worst agony you’ve ever felt. And also…so grateful.

And now…you’re happier than you ever have been. Life is so beautiful, and that beauty is unfolding itself in every moment. You’re so appreciative, so grateful.

All you can do is fall to the ground and pray, and keep on praying, because you’re so happy, so joyful.

Because maybe you didn’t come here initially to learn about your true self- maybe the egotistical mind is a blissful one- but now you have. You’ve learned an ancient secret, and now you live more mindfully because of it. Now you can smile every single day. Now you can look at the sun and see it as an angel shining upon you. Now you can dance and feel your feet touch the floor. Now you can enjoy music, feeling every note hit your ear, as if you are hearing it in technicolor. Now you can do whatever you want.

You’re free. Free from the constraints of the egotistical mind. Free from suffering. Free from everything that held you back before.  You can enjoy every second of your life. You can wake up and truly feel like every day is a new one, a new gift, a time to start again. Now the smile on your face is a genuine one. Now you’re connected with the stars, with the trees. Now you understand its all you, and you’re the universe, and there’s nothing to be afraid of. You can be here, right now. You can just simply exist.

There are no longer any hurdles, only learning lessons. There are no longer any obstacles, only guides. You’re one with all that is.

And you can thank God for your beautiful life. You now pray, you pray all the time, and you’re so thankful to have been connected to your inner soul.

With much gratitude,

Shunya

What a Near Death Experience (NDE) Taught Me

Life is the most precious gift there is.  We do not have the means to understand life, but we do have the means to embrace every part of it. It is a gift you may not realize until moments before you die. To quote Terrence McKenna the months before he died,

“Just being told by an unsmiling guy in a white coat that you’re going to be dead in four months definitely turns on the lights. … It makes life rich and poignant. When it first happened, and I got these diagnoses, I could see the light of eternity shining through every leaf. I mean, a bug walking across the ground moved me to tears.”

After my NDE, I feel exactly like Terrence McKenna described. Everything moves me to tears. Just yesterday, I was crying because I could see the night sky above me. Life is a gift, and we must treasure as much of it as we can. Even the mundane parts of life are divine. So do your dishes!

The gift of life was given to us by a higher power. It doesn’t matter what kind of god you believe in, or if you even believe in a god at all, because this higher power exists regardless of how you perceive it. This energy of oneness is everywhere, and it is the energy that connects everything that is. It is the energy of being, and you are a mere thought away from experiencing this being. This godlike energy is flowing through us all. It is in that person you don’t like, it is in that stranger on the street, it is in the trees in the forest, it is expanding across the universe. It is what connects us all, it is the collective unit of all that is. Once you connect to it, once you realize how expansive you actually are, that is when you will connect to this higher power. You will come to find that this power is actually love. The universe is existing as a dance, a dance of all that is, and everything that it consists of, is dancing in unison and love. You are a being of love.

The afterlife is another way of being. You can think of death like opening the door to your car. You were experiencing the state of walking to your door- that is life. Then you open the car door, that is death. Then you sit into your car and start driving. That is the afterlife. You are still very much alive, you are just experiencing reality in a new way. Of course, the shift from life to the afterlife is a much bigger than just going from legs to wheels. It’s more like going from being a human to a galaxy!

The state of dying is not an entrance into total nothingness, it is an interdimensional transformation. After you die, you will ascend your humanity. You will transform. And you understand the meaning of it all.

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Mantis Shrimp have more color receptors than us, meaning they can perceive colors that we can’t. Perhaps they can perceive the meaning of life?

If you want to understand the meaning of life, imagine yourself seeing a new color. There is meaning to our life, so much meaning- but the meaning can’t be understood in our human form. Trying to picture the meaning of life is like trying to picture a new color- it is impossible. All we can be sure of is that it exists. We are limited to our human perception, and after death, we lose our human perception. We ascend to a higher state of being, where we have an infinite number of senses. Only then can the meaning of life be understood. What we will understand about life, will expand beyond all meaning. Meaning itself is a human concept, and the need to understand and make sense of reality is also a human concept. You will ascend all human concepts.

Death is a natural process. Death is so natural, you’re going to wonder why you were so afraid of it when it happens. Death is no different from breathing. It’s just happening, its happening all the time, and its completely natural. You’ll remember what death is all about when it happens, because you’ve experienced it over and over again.

Love your body. Cherish your body, listen to it closely, and that will nourish your soul. Your soul adores your body, even if you don’t know it does. Your body is what connects you to the gift of life.

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Practices like yoga can help our souls connect to our body. The more our souls and bodies are in alignment, the more joy you will discover.

We are souls, our souls are inhabiting our bodies temporary. Our souls do not have form, emotions, reason, bodies, memories, or a sense of self. We have no true self. But this does not mean our self does not exist- rather, it exists, as part of one giant collective universe. Everything is connected, and when you think something is separate, you are just looking at one part of the connection.  That means you are me, I am you. Imagine yourself as a single star. if you remained as this single star, you wouldn’t be able to see that you’re part of a constellation. And your constellation is part of many other constellations. All those constellations form a galaxy of stars. You are a tiny detail in one big picture.

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“Imagine a multidimensional spider’s web in the early morning covered with dew drops. And every dew drop contains the reflection of all the other dew drops. And, in each reflected dew drop, the reflections of all the other dew drops in that reflection. And so ad infinitum. “- Alan Watts

Our souls are fragments of the collective universe. In other words, all of our souls are all part of the same web. Our souls are like fractals, containing all that is, unfolding continuously.

We can’t take our memories with us after we die… Memories are a construct of our physical body. This means what you do here doesn’t matter, just enjoy every second of it. But don’t worry- because your memories will still exist after you die. Even if you never talk to another human in your life, your memories are still existing, because your memories are built into the intrinsic web of all that is.

…However, we can take love with us after we die. Love is the vibration of the universe. Love is everywhere, and its existing in many different forms. Love is even in the form of fear. We have not inherited fear to help us survive on the Earth, we have inherited fear so we can experience love. If you’re afraid of dying, it’s because you love your life. Things you would think that have no consciousness, such as a star, is experiencing the love of shining brightly. The purest love takes the form of light, so after you die, a light will guide you into your transformation.

Everything you perceive is yourself. If you’re ever wondering what it is you’re looking at, whether its a person or up at the stars, know you’re looking at yourself. After you die, you can no longer experience the world how you are now. If you are experiencing the world after death, you are experiencing it in a completely different way.

Before my NDE, I would stare at Google Earth, imagining myself staring at the planet, as an astronaut in a spaceship. I would constantly ask myself “What is this?”. I imagined the earth as being small, so small in comparison to the galaxy. I couldn’t make sense of it all.

After the NDE, I realized the answer to my question “What is all of this?” was as simple as “It’s me.”. Everything I perceive, including the entire galaxy, is all just me. Every person I meet is also me. Your life experience is extending out to the entire universe. The universe itself is a reflection of your perception. Your brain is creating the universe, and your brain is the universe.

This means your reality is a subjective experience. There is nothing here that is not subjective. Once you realize this, you can tap into your true power. You really can change your reality through your thoughts alone. But I will cover that at another time!

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You are the universe.

 

15 Gifts of Meditation

Meditation combined with my Ayahuasca experience gave me many gifts. Here are some of them:

1.The Gift of Compassion

bench chair friends friendshipAfter drinking Ayahuasca, I experienced a lot of anxiety, at an intensity I’ve never experienced before. I’ve been taught I don’t truly have control in my life- and it forced me to accept that, and to let go. This awakens unconditional acceptance and love for every single sentient being, who is struggling with something they can’t control.

2. The Gift of Equanimity

I can listen to people better, I can actually hear what they are saying, with no judgement. Especially people who become stuck in loops of frustration. I used to try to offer advice, or try to help the situation, or judge it in my mind. Now I just listen, with a sense of inner calmness.

3. The Gift of Life

Suicidal thoughts plagued my mind all my life. Now, I have no desire to die anymore. I want to stay here on this Earth so bad, that I need to be careful this desire does not turn into a fear of death.

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4. The Gift of Mundane 

I’m in love with completing simple tasks, something I never loved doing before. I used to struggle to dress myself and take care of my environment. Now I understand that all of this is part of my beautiful life experience.

5. The Gift of Understanding

I used to question my reality a lot. I never considered this to be bad, it was just part of how my brain worked. This part of me has disappeared completely. Life is a gift, and this is the only thing I’ve ever needed to know.

6. The Gift of Stillness

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My mind is so quiet now, I have no idea what to think about. I have a Twitter that I’m currently struggling to update- because I don’t have thoughts to write. And when I have thoughts, I don’t identify with them.

7. The Gift of Being

I can just be and enjoy my being. I can be doing a lot, or nothing at all. I can just exist and love every second of my existence. I used to judge myself hard for whatever I was doing. If I wasn’t being productive, if I wasn’t doing something right. Now all of this judging has dissipated into the beyond. No matter what I’m doing, I can enjoy it fully. Even if I’m inside watching Netflix on a beautiful day, I love it so much, because it is all an extension of my life.

8. The Gift of Love

I have a deep, profound love for all that is.  Love is radiating through me, and I see the universe reflecting it back at me. I am love you are love, everything is love., and knowing that makes me feel so joyful inside.

9. The Gift of Music

I never used to hear songs in my mind- now I can, and I love dancing to them. I want to learn to dance! Not only that, my music tastes have changed. I can’t listen to negative songs anymore. I appreciate uplifting songs, even if they are cheesy.

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10. The Gift of Body

I never used to feel connected to my body- now I feel its voice. The voice of my body is my own, and its also the voice of the universe. Nurturing my beautiful body is a top priority for me. Yoga is one of the ways I love to do this, along with sticking to a plant-based diet.

11. The Gift of Creativity

Right now, I’m having a burst of creativity, which is why I’m writing this. I have a huge desire to sit down and write forever. I’ve realized writing is my form of creative expression, so I will continue to write for the rest of life, and keep it public.

12. The Gift of Beauty

I can see beauty everywhere, including graveyards. I used to pass by graveyards and think deeply about how it would be me someday. Now I feel happiness that those lovely souls got to walk on the same ground as me. And I’m quite certain they are all walking the Earth again!

13. The Gift of Prayer

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I pray because I feel so grateful for every moment of my life. Some days, I wake up and I feel like I’m being touched by god. I feel like I’ve been given the biggest gift. 

14. The Gift of Intention

Whatever I do, I do so with an intention in mind. This helps me stay mindful of what I’m doing, and helps me connect to the moment unfolding in front of me.

15. The Gift of Gratitude 

I’m so thankful for our existence. Every moment is so precious, so wonderful, so lovely. Whoever or whatever gave me my life, thank you so much! 

-Shunya Rose

 

I died and passed over: My Ayahuasca Experience

First of all, I would like to answer a few background questions.

Feel free to skip these and scroll down to “My Ayahuasca Experience” if you just want a detailed account of what happened to me.

Did you actually die?

Yes, I did.

The dictionary calls death the total and permanent cessation of all the vital functions of an organism. By dictionary, I did not die. But I did lose total functioning of my brain, minus my brain stem, that is only in control of my heartbeat and my breathing.

Since I lose total brain functioning minus my brainstem, and entered a realm that lies beyond ego death, I consider myself to have died.

Whether or not you want to agree with me, is up to you. I’m not here to convince you of anything. I’m just here to tell you my story.

What is Ego Death?

Ego death is a well documented state of being. It is when you lose your sense of self: and I mean all parts of yourself. Your body, your five senses, your memories, your voice, your ability to think and speak and understand words, your sense of time, your ability to see and understand the world…everything you are. And yes, you are also the ground you walk on, and the sky above. Without your ego, there is no seeing the planet.

Ego death happens when you take a huge dose of hallucinogenics. For most, this dose has to be big enough to be dangerous. I drank two 300ml glasses of strong, potent Ayahuasca at once, freshly harvested from the jungle surrounding the Marañón River.

Before you shout and tell me you’ve drank more, please understand I am a tiny skinny girl. I am 5’3, weigh 102 pounds, a mere 46kg. I’m also missing some organs: I only have 1 kidney, and I also have no gallbladder.

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Tiny innocent me trimming the Ayahuasca vine, having no idea what I signed up for. I couldn’t even help smash it, I’m that weak! I’m thinking I need to start lifting weights.

You’re probably wondering why the shamans allowed me to have such a big dose. I told them that I had no health problems. I hid the fact that I’m missing organs in my body, I hid the fact that I’m hypersensitive to whatever goes into my body.

Of course, I knew logically, I should’ve had a small dose. But all my life, I’ve been engaged in reckless behavior. This is because all my life, I’ve been suffering intense suicidal ideation that hit me many times a day, no matter where I was. On my plane ride to Peru to drink Ayahuasca, I was wishing I could jump out of the plane through the emergency exit.

When you walk life with a desire to die, you become numb. You are an epitome of apathy, and you no longer care what happens to you. So drinking a dangerous dose of the most powerful entheogenic in the world in a foreign country deep in the jungle as a tiny helpless girl is not a daunting task at all.

Needless to say, I truly had no idea what I was in for. They say nothing can prepare you for your first Ayahuasca trip, and this is may be the truest sentence in existence. Of course, I read stories about other peoples’ experiences. I thought I knew what I was in for, but I didn’t actually have any idea. There is no way to conceive of the experience in our mind. I repeat, if you’ve never drank Ayahuasca, there is no way to know what it’s like. You could study Ayahuasca experiences for fifty years, you could meditate for another eighty, there is absolutely no way to know what you just signed up for.

The only preparations you can do is making diet adjustments, staying away from alcohol and other drugs, and do yoga and meditation to help with your anxiety, and soothing your anxiety may make the experience 0.00001% smoother. This is the only power you have to prepare for your experience. You are completely powerless otherwise.

What I expected was what I read. I figured I would go to other realms and meet entities, which may heal me from my suicidal ideation. I figured if I had a bad trip, it would just be like a nightmare, and I would recover quickly.

This was no nightmare. This was an actual-death experience.

Do we have souls?

The answer is yes.

Ayahuasca is not like dreaming. It is not like hallucinating. It is a literal out of body experience. She actually kicks your soul out of your body. And if you retain your sense of self or not, that all depends on how big of a dose you took, and on what she needs to show you, and I took one gigantic dose, and she decided to kill me.

I highlighted the word soul because prior to Ayahuasca, I didn’t know we had souls. I grew up as an atheist and converted to spiritual agnosticism after studying Buddhism. So while I wouldn’t exactly dispute the ideas of us having souls, I also didn’t really believe in it. It never made sense to me how we could exist outside of our bodies.

We all have this idea of our souls being like ethereal versions of ourselves: it’s not like this at all. Our souls, once fully integrated outside of our bodies, have no sense of self attached to them. Our souls have NO memories, NO bodies, NO sense of self, NO form, NO ego, NO senses, NO emotions, NO thought. Yet they somehow exist. We each have one.

A metaphor I got for this is: imagine our souls like air. No consciousness at all, no body, no nothing. Our soul inhabits a body, and after we die, our souls return to being air.

You would think it would be like complete nothingness, like an atheist point of view, but its not like this at all. Death is merely a transformation, from form into no form, so there is no true nothingness, no true death, there is merely transformation.

And it is like a Christian point of view, in the way our souls leave our body, and go to another place. Whether this place is heaven or hell, it doesn’t really matter, because you’re going to lose your concept of words and your ability to identify what you’re experiencing. All of that comes from our ego- our physical brain construct- and after we die, we don’t get to take this with us. Yes, that includes our memories.

It would be nice to bring memories with us after we die, but where we are going, there is no way we can conceive of memories. We completely transform. The only thing I can compare it to is like transforming into a galaxy. We are entirely formless, vast, and we exist as an infinite amount of dimensions. But we have no way to know if we are a galaxy or not, we lose the ability to know anything. I figured I would at least retain knowledge of space- but even space as we know it is just a reflection of ourselves.

Space and Earth as you know it doesn’t exist after you die. Every piece of knowledge you acquire in life, every memory you gain, every emotion you feel, every person you meet, and everything you touch and see, is all just yourself.

Nothing is separate from you, and when you die, you’re going to lose all of it.

This is scary to think about now that I’ve returned to my body. Honestly, my transformation was the most terrifying thing I’ve ever experienced, because I was not ready to die. But once I had accepted my death, and completely transformed and traveled to the “other side”, I no longer had emotions. No more fear, no more suffering. My soul was just existing as infinite dimensions.

This is good news. This means you can relax into your being.

Death is nothing to fear.

My Ayahuasca Experience

“Please, take me back to my BODY!”

These words still haunt me. They are the sounds of my own voice- but with more desperation and agony I have ever heard. Not only that, I couldn’t even pronounce the word “body”. My words were falling away from me. Everything was just falling away, as my entire being was ripped out of me.

It did not completely start out like this. At first, it was beautiful.

I had my first drink, and the girl beside me started to sing and sweat. She seemed like she was in heaven, but I felt absolutely nothing, except for a bit of nausea when I lied down. So I stayed upright in a meditative posture.

The shamans were singing beautiful songs- called icaros. It is said the spirit of Ayahuasca teach them how to sing these songs, and I have no doubt that this is true. They are tunes so spiritual and healing, they can only come from a different realm.

I focused on one soft icaro in particular. I massaged my shoulders while I listened. I imagined the pain being ripped out from my spine as I massaged my back, and wondered if this could be what the plant was telling me to do.

But still, I didn’t feel much of anything.

My shaman asked me if I wanted a second dose. I, being the fool I was, said yes.

After drinking a second dose, I left the space to pee in the jungle. On my way back, I felt lightheaded and drunk. I thought to myself that this was nothing, since I was used to drinking alcohol, I must’ve built up a tolerance. I remember gazing at the stars before I went back to the ceremony. I sat back down in a meditative posture, and that is when I saw my first fractal. But I could barely see it, because I had left my body.

The feeling of leaving your body so quickly is just…I have no words to describe this. The atmosphere changed, everything changed, I was in a different realm. And it was no hallucination, no alternation in reality. I was literally in another dimension, that was so different from the one I’m used to, and I knew instantly that I have a soul. I was able to feel the very core of my soul, without my body. There is surely no way that death is just nothingness, that we do not have souls. We have souls.

I was transported to another world, full of radiant colors. I remember saying “I’m so happy, thank you, thank you!” even though I couldn’t really pronounce these words right. It was like “ZANK YOU”, “I’M ZAPPY!”.

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Artwork by Mugwort. A depiction of the world I entered. Here, my sense of self, my body and my soul, dissipated into beautiful radiant colors, and I became a state of everything.

I said “You’re beautiful.” to all these beautiful, colorful, fractal entities. I created some sort of celestial body, I rolled around in all these colors, feeling what may have been my water bottle, or my purging bucket, but I’m not sure.

I had experienced a completely lightness- I was happy at first to be out of my body. No more back pain, and I was happy to know I could just pee here- I didn’t even have to pee ever, or I could pee all I wanted. Yeah, I’m not too sure why I was thinking about that- I think needing to pee all the time is an important part of my body. I have one kidney!

Now that I’m writing this, I can tune into the fact that I had a lovely experience at first. It was fun, rolling around in this celestial realm, seeing just what I could do. I could also hear icaros, which made the experience even more beautiful and profound.

I assume this is what most people experience on Ayahuasca, and it is why they drink it many times in their life. The lightness of being outside of your body, playing with these gorgeous and friendly spirits, is gentle and healing indeed. But Aya is not known to be gentle. If you need healing , she is going to give it to you in the most brutal way possible, and that is exactly what she did to me.

I lost grasp of my body. I gained a full awareness that I was actually outside of my body, and I couldn’t go back to it. I needed help to get back to my body, so I shouted the name of my shaman. But it was like shouting into nothingness. I couldn’t even pronounce his name right. I was trying so hard to say his name, but failing. He didn’t come. I couldn’t hear his voice. I still heard icaros, but I stopped understanding into the fact they were coming from my reality. I lost full connection with my body and my world.

I said “I have a body, you know!” at the fractal spirits. Then I felt “them” slowly ripping into my ego. They completely disassembled my soul and my ego, and I realize that the fact I was still able to speak (even if it was incoherent) still meant I had a body. Words disintegrated from me….and that is when I was grieving and shouting in desperation.

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Artwork by Alex Grey. My soul was sucked into a tunnel by entities. I did not want to go into it. I resisted with every ounce of strength I could, but I had no choice but to let go.

“I’ve learned too much!” I cried, “I just want to go back to my body, please…”

Now in my life, I’ve experienced intense grief. That grief is part of the reason why I decided to drink Ayahuasca in the first place. But NOTHING compared to the grief of losing my body. This grief and sorrow I will remember for the rest of my life. I missed my back pain, my hair, my skin, and my world.

I felt it all of it just scatter into pieces, my soul completely separating to the point I could no longer touch a single piece. I stopped talking, as I no longer knew what words were. But each time a piece of my soul disappeared, I mourned it, and I tried everything I could to grasp it, but it all just fell away.

I had no choice but to accept my death.

It was an awful feeling, each piece of my ego fading into nothingness. I was sucked deeper and deeper into the spirit realm, except I was no longer a spirit, I was nothing. I clung onto whatever I had left- a memory of my partner, but I could no longer remember who he was or his name. My world- I tried to cling to my memory of the stars, but even that faded away. I could no longer remember what stars were. I couldn’t remember what I was, who I was, or my life. Each time I tried to remember something- even a little piece- it would just scatter away. as if it was all being sucked into a tunnel.

One of the last things I tried to remember was how I died. I remembered the word “drink”, but that word was sucked up by the dark tunnel. That was the last word I would conceive of. I gave up fighting, and allowed the tunneled realm to consume me.

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Art by @cate.farrand on Instagram. This is the most accurate representation I could find of what death felt like for me- every bit of color in this image would represent my soul scattering away and breaking apart, disappearing from existence. I felt like I was experiencing this for an eternity, it was agonizing and traumatizing.

I died. In every sense of the word, I died. I can’t even tell you if at this point I could see colors, or entities, because I had no senses left. No more icaros, no more sensation, no words, no memories, no form. I could never find my world ever again.

I was so lost, so gone. But I no longer realized I was lost or gone.

At this point, I was on the other side of the tunnel.

I had completely transformed, into multiple dimensions. I was existing, but as something I can’t even explain, because it was so vast, so formless. It had no thoughts, no memories, no words, no vision, no senses. It was as if I became a galaxy. But of course, I had no way to understand I was a galaxy. I just…was. I was simply existing.

No suffering as we know it, no joy as we know it, just the being of interdimensions.

This being was not empty. It was full of activity, full of connection and vastness, and there was life everywhere, but not life as we know it. I can’t describe to you what anything looked like here, since that would be like describing to you a brand new color. I couldn’t actually see anything. I felt it, using a sense not known to humans.

My ego remembers everything as being dark. But I also know it wasn’t dark, not at all, because there was a lot happening. I just can no longer conceive of what it was, since at that time, I was feeling it all using a celestial sense.

I know there were twinkles of lights glowing everywhere, lights full of life. The lights gleamed with love, and I felt connected with all of them. We were all communicating together, but not in a way I could ever describe. I was connected to everything.

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A representation of the brief “glimpse” of life after death I had- a full transformation into the being of interdimensions. There is no concept of suffering here, only the experience of love in a state of formlessness. Note I could not actually see any of this, I was all of it. I experienced the being of light itself.

If a star could feel love, it would love how brightly it glowed. It would love being in the sky, communicating and shining with all the other stars.

That is how I can describe to you that even after dying, I was able to experience love.

I was only in this peaceful state of “life after death” very briefly. It was so brief, that I feel like I only caught a millisecond glimpse of it, if time even existed.

Then I was shot back through the tunnel and I opened my eyes back into my world.

I was shocked. I vaguely saw a symbol written in white on the wall. I had glimpses of the symbol, then my soul would escape my body again and enter the tunnel, then it would return for a brief second.

I had brief glimpses of my shaman sitting a person away from me (on his phone of all things!), then my soul escaped into a tunnel again.

I said to myself, “If I return to my body, I am never doing this again. I don’t HAVE to do this again. I will recover and go home.” I was so panicked, not even realizing that the fact I could think again meant I was alive.

Finally, I could think again!

I fought hard to get back into my body. I clung and CLUNG to that symbol on the wall. I purged, grabbing my bucket, trying to connect to the bucket. I never fought so hard for my life. I connected to my world as much as I could, staying with every glimpse of it I had. Then, I fully returned, but with a lot of fear. I was terrified of my soul leaving again.

I felt like some newborn baby. All I wanted to do was curl up and cry for years.

At this point, I completely forgot about that brief second of peace that I saw after the tunnel. My mind was taunted with memories of my ego being ripped apart.

My ego was back to its harsh self, screaming at me, “WHY THE FUCK DID YOU DO THAT FOR. WHAT THE FUCK,YOU ARE FUCKING STUPID, GO THE FUCK HOME NOW, GET YOUR ASS OUT OF HERE, YOU ARE THE BIGGEST IDIOT ALIVE.”

This is why I had a hard life before. I identified too much with these thoughts. But these thoughts are my beautiful ego construct. My ego construct is merely just a grumpy grandparent, trying hard to keep me healthy and alive.

I touched my bucket, surprised I had purged entirely in the bucket, when I died and couldn’t even conceive of a bucket. I looked around as much as I could, taking in the scenery of the ceremony space.

I touched my hair- oh my beautiful hair! I kicked my feet out and waved my arms- my beautiful body! I touched my little boobs and my tiny tummy- I had it all!

I was SHOCKED I was alive. I was so flabbergasted, how I was alive, I can’t even begin to explain to you the shock factor of this.

After that, I didn’t say a word, I just literally just stood up and went outside and had a piss. I can’t believe after that, my body just got up and pissed, like nothing happened!

I was fully alive.

After taking the best piss of my life, I looked up at the stars. They looked completely normal. My body was tingling, my brain still repeating to me like a broken record “What the fucking hell, you need to get out of the jungle and go the fuck home before you develop schizophrenia, because that was NOT normal.”

And I felt, for the first time, as if my life was the biggest gift. All of this: my beautiful tingling body, my swearing and terrified brain, the beautiful ground, the beautiful stars above, the bustling night sounds of the jungle…

It was all a miracle.

I couldn’t sleep that night. People beside me were snoring, and I wondered just how they could just FALL ASLEEP. I was afraid if I fell asleep, I would lose my body again. I wanted nothing more than to be in my body. I just wanted to stay in my body, forever.

I love my body, and life is a precious gift. All my life, I’ve never felt connected to my world or to my body in any way. I connected more to the stars in the sky, compared to my own physical body. My physical body is what keeps me in this plane of existence- this Earth, this space, this dimension- and I love it here.

I no longer feel a need to be anywhere else. This Earth, this life ,this reality, is perfect just the way it is. I honestly have an amazing life, just from being here. I just want to cultivate love and kindness. Love is the most important energy there is, and it can be found in every dimension, in many different and wonderful forms.

Stay tuned for a part two to this, where I will write about how of all this has completely changed my life, and healed me.

Thank you so much for reading!

-Shunya Rose

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Gazing over the Marañón River, contemplating how happy I am to be alive. Again, thank you so much for reading! May you find happiness and gratitude in your life too ❤️

Is it all really in your head- or can darkness exist outside of you?

Today, my mind was jumbled to pieces. I was engrossed by darkness, a darkness so huge that it wanted me to commit suicide, right then and there. A darkness that told me I had to isolate myself away from all my friends and family, a darkness that told me I was unworthy of being alive. I was overtaken with frustrated emptiness, a physical heaviness in my body. I was suffocating from loneliness.

It is not a new darkness at all, it is one I felt all my life. The darkness told me that I could never escape it, that it would follow me everywhere I went. That it would always penetrate through my skin, no matter what I did. It told me I was aging, that there is no point in continuing, that I’ve done all I can with my life here.

My heart was racing, as if it was aware that darkness had entered my mind. I felt terrified of myself. It wasn’t just my heart that was terrified- but it was also my brain itself. Thoughts circled in my mind, trying to find a way around the darkness. It was clinging to logical statements, i.e, “Thoughts are just thoughts, nothing more.”. It also clung to life changes I could make that would help, i.e, moving out of my house. It searched and searched for whatever thoughts it could, to fight the darkness.

I’ve already discovered that the neurons in my brain don’t want to die. On the verge of actual death, I can feel each cell in my brain do whatever it takes to call out to the cells in my body, in a desperate attempt to revive itself. And now, I’ve discovered, that even when my brain is telling me to die, it’s still trying to keep me alive.

A huge question I have is…is this darkness actually my brain? The more I learn about my brain cells, I constantly question if that darkness is actually me, as in, my ego construct. If they are actually thoughts constructed by my brain cells themselves.

The logical conclusion is that its old brain patterns. I grew up coping with stress by indulging in suicidal idealization. So it’s easy to say that its my old thought processes are acting out in some sort of dark dance. But the more I observe this dark dance, the more I realize, the entirety of my mind and body are actually actively fighting against it. And that fight is the reason why I’m still here today.

I can’t help but to believe I’m picking up some signal in the atmosphere, some sort of energy, that is not my brain. I can’t help but to think the darkness is actually outside of me, rather than in me, like insects biting my skin.

This thought goes against everything I believe.

I’m all about pointing fingers at myself for everything I do. I’m all about self growth and self realization, I’m all about taking responsibility for myself.

So to consider that a darkness could originate from outside of my consciousness is crazy. But if I get stung by a wasp, and my skin swells up, what good is it going to do to think my skin swelled up on its own?

When my skin swells up, its trying to protect me from a poison that entered me from the outside. What if the heaviness in my body, my heart racing, the deep depression and need for isolation, my brain racing in circles trying to figure out solutions…what if my entire body is trying to protect me?

What if the darkness is like a wasp, and it tries to sting me, tries to take me over, and my body is fighting it? Is it really that crazy of an idea? Could there be some sort of energy in the air…and I’m easily infected by it, while others are not?

The only problem is I have no way to prove that there is a darkness outside of me. At least, for now. If I keep doing energy work, and observing it, maybe I can figure out what it is. Since I frequently plummet into pits of darkness, I am my best test subject to studying what exactly it is.

It’s silly, that many people are born here with the ability to do so much. I often wish I could do more for others than what I do. I want to help society and extent a helping hand. I also want to save the environment. I want to leave goodness behind. But instead, I’ve been fighting darkness, all my life. And it’s all internal darkness, so no one can see it. It’s so embedded in me, it’s all I can write about. I can’t do anything useful, but fight my darkness.

I say fight, but I no longer fight it like how I used it. I no longer label it like how I used to. I just let it be. I keep letting it take me over, to show it that I’m not afraid. There is room for the darkness inside of me. What I’m fighting is the urge to block out the light too.

I am an open door, and I will always be open. So darkness can come in though the front door, but it will quickly find its way out the back door. There is no shelter here.

There is something I read that stuck out to me- it was written by a Peruvian shaman. Apparently, there is darkness in this world. I can try not labeling energies all I want, but darkness still exists. If it really exists, outside my ego, outside what I label as darkness, then I definitely know it.

I want to make my mind and body a home for the light. But I’m conflicted on whether there is a light and a darkness at all, if I need to even think in these black and white terms. If you break through the duality, you’ll realize that darkness is light, light is darkness, there is no separation between the two. This thought makes the most sense to me. What doesn’t make sense is even when I’m aware of this, I still feel darkness.

The only time I truly can’t feel darkness, is when I’m not aware of anything at all…or I’m too aware…a deep meditative state that transcends duality.

I ended up doing a yoga practice, and it was by far my hardest one yet. I could barely lift my arms, my body felt so heavy. At the end, I felt a moment where my mind was clear. And I was able to feel the light again. The answer was there all along.

The answer is live, not think. The answer is a clarity of mind. The answer is that there are no answers, just live. Just breathe. The universe will work itself out. What is meant to happen will happen, so I can just lay back and live.

Interestingly enough, when your mind is clear- and the seconds before you die- you feel the light. As if attachment to thoughts can create darkness: as if attachments give a free tickets to the darkness. Only in a meditative, clean slate of mind, will you realize that all your thoughts fundamentally don’t matter. And not at all in a depressing way- in the lightest, joyful way possible. And there is no more darkness.

There is peace, so much peace.

I may never understand why this is. Perhaps its because my ego protects itself against dark energy, but when I surpass my ego, there is no longer any protection. The darkness finally penetrates me, but so does every other energy imaginable. And somehow, I’m lifted toward the brightest light.

I’ve got about 2.5 weeks before I take Ayachausca. The darkness does not want me to take it. In fact, its going to do everything it possibly can to stray me away from it. Excuses keep happening in my brain, “It’s too much money”, “You’re too sick to take it”, “It’s unsafe and you’re going to die.”, “It’s going to show you horrible things”, “You’re not ready.”. But when my mind is at its clearest, I can hear the plant calling me. I can understand that no matter what happens, I will be okay, and I am ready, and that this is my destiny, and I must not be afraid.

-Shunya Rose

 

 

 

Woke up feeling like dying? Do this.

Write down all the reasons WHY you feel like dying. Here are some examples:

I have no money. 

I have no job. 

No one cares about me.

I don’t want to be here. 

I wish my life wasn’t like this. 

Next, cross out each thought and replace it with an affirmation or an objective truth, even if you don’t believe it at the time.  You can write the logical reason why your affirmation is true to help you believe in the statement.

I have no money. Money is abundant.

This is the truth. Money is the most abundant resource on this planet. It is the one resource that will never disappear as long as you’re here. It is renewable.

No one cares about me.  People care about you.

Why don’t you call a family member or a friend this morning? Someone cares about you, you just can’t see it right now. I care about you.

I don’t want to be here.  You are here.

Removing your thoughts on the situation can help you see it more clearly. You are here, regardless of what you think of this place. Feel this moment, feel the environment. It’s not as scary as it feels, it just is.

I wish my life wasn’t like this.   I like my life the way it is.

Of course, it’s okay to also like your life and not like your life. Both can be true at once, don’t forget this. Another piece of wisdom I have for you is that if you can find ways to like your life right now, then you will always like your life, since your life only happens in the now.

When you don’t believe an affirmation is true, act as if it is. You can ask yourself- if these affirmations were true, what would I do? And then act on it.

Go easy on yourself this morning. Just do what you can, even if its just breathing. One thing I would recommend is to meditate. Turn off all distractions and just sit somewhere.  If you can’t sit anywhere, do it while you’re walking. I suggest opening your eyes, to take in your environment.  Focus on each breath you take. Feel how it goes up your nose and out your mouth. Check in with your body- how does it feel?

And of course, have a sip of coffee. Focus on how it tastes. Isn’t it delicious?

If anything, coffee is always worth waking up for.

white cup filled by coffee
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