Healing Plants Stories I

    AYAHUASKA… by Lesley

    SOO DARK,
    THESE DIFFERENT SHADES
    KNOWING THEY ARE GREENS
    BUT LOOKING BLACK.

    THRU THE DARKNESS
    THE RUSTLE OF THE LEAVES
    I SEE THE STARS
    FEEL THEIR CLARITY…..
    POURING IN TO ME

    I SEE THE LIGHT
    AND NOW I FEEL IT…..
    SOO STRONG!
    LOVES INVADES ME.

    ALL IS CLEAR……
    UNDERSTANDING OVERWHELMING….
    TOO MUCH, SOO MUCH
    NEVER ENOUGH.

    MY TEACHER
    TEACHES
    TAUGHT
    TO LEARN…..

    AGAIN

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    REMEMBERING SAN PEDRO

    BY LESLEY

    ANTICIPATION –NERVES–
    ESCAPE?
    SEEMS NOT!

    I DRINK,
    I HEAVE,
    GET OVER IT!!!
    MOVE ON.

    SIGHING, BLISS,
    ENORMOUS LOVE.

    PAIN……SO DEEP….
    WHERES IT COMING FROM?
    AH THERE!

    THE WIZARD COMES OVER,
    CRYSTALS HE PLACES ON ME.
    WORKING, SWEATING OVER ME.

    AHH, WE SEE THE PAIN,
    THE CAUSE,
    THE EFFECT!

    I DID’NT KNOW………
    BUT NOW, SOO CLEARLY!

    I CUT THE CONNECTION,
    I THOUGHT, BETWEEN “HIM” AND “ME”
    OHH NO——-ITS THE CONNECTION TO MYSELF TOO!
    MY HEART ALSO HAS CLOSED!

    WORKING, SWEATING,
    SUCKING, VOMITING…….
    THE WIZARD HURLS IT OUT……

    THE PAIN…….

    I CRY, ITS OVER,
    ITS AGAIN, ITS NEW,

    I AM CLEAN!

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    Marshalls poem for Lesley

    Lets travel

    Lets travel, baby, in our
    Minds together. You can lead me
    To some of the ………….nice places
    You been

    Maybe we could meet in a dream,
    Pure imagination………maybe you
    Could understand my thoughts,
    Without me havin to explain em.

    Close your eyes and lets make
    The connection. We can drink
    The medicine if at first we need
    To be shown the way……….taken
    By the hand for a while till we
    Know where we’re going.

    Once we do, baby, we’ll be
    Free…….to live in your beauty.

    Lets travel, baby, together in “your”
    Mind……….to live in your beauty.

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    Marshalls poem…………

    Don Julio

    Gracias, I say, as the old man
    Passes me the cup, my turn to
    Pour it down, the vine of the dead.

    But I aint gonna die
    Today, no, today I’m gonna live
    ………..like never before………gonna
    live the dream of the amazon,
    see what it has to show me.

    Bright colored lights in…finite geometric
    Potion, old man shaking his
    Leaves and singing over me.
    Bright sounds in circular
    Motion, swirling about my head.

    The jungle vine writhes through
    My body, picking up the blackness
    Of my soul. The old man
    Sings to the vine………calling it…..
    And I hurl it
    Back out, into mothers arms……….and
    I am clean.

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    San pedro Saturday 27th may 20000

    I think what happenned when i saw my matrix, is that i was soo shocked at the enormity of it, and thats when i started vomiting. Sometimes the picture is soo big, and when we are shown it, its quite horrifiying. I think the vomit was really bad cell clots, clots and slime of our reality……..the old one. When you get back to the other side, you have seen both sides, you know what to do, but forget soo fast. Do you think i can keep it? For how long? I pray that i can do it. Everything would be soo perfect, no more pain, love in abundance. But i forget soo fast. I must remember to change my programming so that i can see the other side. Its all good, there is no bad, its only experience. To change the program, really see there is no good there is no bad. Only experience. Balance, harmony……….change the channel

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    Tara San Pedro July 27th, 2000

    Words of the Goddess

    I am the Resurrection and I am the Life
    This is my world
    I am balanced and one with the earth
    I have ridden on the wind and danced on the moon,
    As I looked into her eyes my reflection was of All That Is
    And I am life.

    The Great Spirit ignites the Sun and I am but a spark of light,
    Illuminating my way to Oneness
    A heart, once closed, opens and rises with the sun
    I am in utter awe of the Blessings of a Goddess
    Love. Truth. Integrity. Joy.
    And I am woman.

    Achuma gave me these presents and I am grateful
    My gift back to my plant teacher-healer is one of Self love
    The Supreme Being in me is awakened
    I change with the tides and I create life
    I hear the song of the mariposa
    And I remember.

    I have wept my own ocean of tears
    And I have visited the depths of my sacred valley
    And behold!
    Wisdom was bestowed upon me
    I am everything and nothing
    And I am free.

    My veil of illusion has been lifted
    I see the world with the eyes of a child
    And I live in my now
    I listen to the silent voice inside that guides Me
    I walk upon mother earth with grace
    And I am nurtured.

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