This blog relates my transformation journey aided by enthogens which started in fall 2014 when I made my way back to my natal country, Ecuador after almost a decade of living in North America. I became deeply involved in consciousness exploration through South America sacred plants, primarily Ayahuasca but also San Pedro/Huachuma and Datura/Floripondio among others.  This short post provides a quick recap of what led me to this point.

When I was 32 years old I experienced a sort of spiritual death/rebirth process, it was triggered during a group exercise in Mt Shasta California (where I was an initiate in a mystery school). In one split second my whole life crumbled, as a veil was lifted I had an epiphany:  Everything in my life I have felt so accomplished and proud of, was not mine, it had not come from me….. it was all someone else’s choices and dreams, particularly those of my beloved dad.  And I mean all aspects of my life including: my career as strategy consultant in a top 5 North American Retailer, my studies  in Economics and Business,  migrating to North America, the decision of not having kids, the person I choose to love and marry… Every single aspect, no exception.  As I was shaken to the core of my bones while going through this realization I grieved and shed the pride I had  come to accumulate from all my accomplishments:  being a top of class honor student with scholarship in some of the best education institutions all the way to post graduate level, my fast track career in corporate reaching a senior leadership position, a top 5%  paid job,  being a female, immigrant and younger than 33 years old, as well as  my marriage to a kind and caring man…….

Realizing this felt like dying, the death of a huge portion of my ego / current image of self. During the following months I numbed my shock with sweets, shopping and work (my numbing drugs of choice!) until I couldn’t contain anymore the emptiness and depression that was eating me alive.  I got my promotion to associate vice-president of strategy, and that was the last drop. I swallowed with stoic face and fake smile to all the congratulation wishes and barely made it to my fancy Toronto downtown condo before breaking down and crying my guts out.  I felt trapped forever in a character of a play. So, I did something I was not used to, I prayed… I asked for  help to find my way out of what now seemed like a prison. To my surprise I received an answer: “Every Friday make sure to get off work early, grab your prepacked stuff and make it to the nearest campground, stay there til Sunday night. We will see for you to heal”
Fast forward about  two years later  I had been healed enough by nature and the continued practice from the mystery school teachings that I was able to walk out of my fake life, ship whatever I wasn’t able to sell off of it, pack along with my cat and husband and come back to Ecuador. I had not the slightest idea of what I would do if not for a living, just with my time, and as to what was to unfold for me. I had done enough spiritual  work to put my destiny into spirit and let IT drive me..

So it begun…