Showing posts with label magic. Show all posts
Showing posts with label magic. Show all posts

Wednesday, 8 July 2015

jaguar magic

jaguar at Na Bolom


Jaguars have special significance for the peoples of southern Mexico, you see models of them everywhere, and I have been feeling pretty inspired about jaguars too.

This article about animals using psychoactive substances describes how jaguars eat the ayahuasca vine.
http://reset.me/story/psychoactive-substances-natural-8-animal-species-use-wild/
According to this Discovery article, humans aren’t the only ones that use Banisteriopsis caapi (one of the two plants used to make ayahuasca) as a psychoactive. This Amazonian jungle vine contains several compounds called beta-carbolines that potentiate the DMT in the ayahuasca brew by inhibiting bodily enzymes that would otherwise be responsible for breaking down the DMT. It turns out that jaguars also seek out the leaves of this jungle vine.
Higher doses of harmala alkaloids often result in vomiting and diarrhea characteristic of ayahuasca, so one possibility is that they consume the vine to purge the intestinal tract of possible parasites; a study of the Amazonian Piaroa tribe published in theJournal of Psychoactive Drugs suggests that eating the leaves grants the jaguar heightened sensory perception, helping them hunt. However, the jaguars are also known to roll around in ecstasy after consuming the vine, suggesting to some that its use is primarily for pleasure.

You can even see a jaguar on ayahuasca here.



This article tells of  jaguar symbolism:
http://www.shamanicjourney.com/jaguar-power-animal-symbol-of-solitary-path-reclaiming-power-shape-shifting-psychic-vision
'The Jaguar’s medicine includes seeing the roads within chaos and understanding the patterns of chaos, moving without fear in the darkness, moving in unknown places, shape shifting, psychic vision, facilitating soul work, empowering oneself, reclaiming power.
The Black Jaguar’s medicine includes the same as jaguar but in addition keeper of the circular time continuum, gatekeeper to the unknowable.'

Saturday, 20 June 2015

...when words were like magic
the human mind had mysterious powers
a word spoken by chance might have strange consequences
it would suddenly come alive
and what people wanted to happen could happen...
Inuit poem

Saturday, 26 July 2014

interactive magic with gaia




Bonding with Gaia-Sophia through the Gaian rite known as Cording. Presented and explained by John Lash.

cording in Andalucia

Tuesday, 17 December 2013

boost of the earth

In this amazing and inspirational recent audio John Lamb Lash gives us ta sense of what it is to align ourselves with the dreaming power of the Earth, and make our magic real.

http://gaiaspora.org/wp-content/uploads/2013/11/Nav-Briefing-96-The-Boost-of-the-Earth-28-November-2013.mp3

"We are magical animals".  Although the ultimate source  is the Originator, the immediate imminent source of our reality is the Earth.  The closer to the Originator we get the more catatonic we become, nothing happens there, the action is here...
Her (the Earth;'s) dreaming is material.  Her dreaming is manifested in the filaments of the organic light.  (non-material animating light that permeates and emanates from all matter on Earth) We can perceive it in the granular detail.

We were not given a certain quantity of life, we are given life at every instant.  She sustains our life in her dreaming.

Animism is the direct perception that the Earth is alive.  To indigenous peoples, and us today in certain states of awareness, it becomes self-evident that the Earth is a living being, as single entity that we can interact and communicate with.  Hunger for magic is in the human endopsyche.  It requires rigorous magical method to engage the boost of the Earth.  If we consciously align our lives with her life then we have a future.

Wednesday, 16 January 2013

when words were like magic

In the earliest times when both people and animals lived on earth
a person could become an animal if he wanted to
and an animal could become a human being
sometimes they were people and sometimes animals
and there was no difference
all spoke the same language.
That was the time when words were like magic
the human mind had mysterious powers
a word spoken by chance might have strange consequences
it would suddenly come alive
and what people wanted to happen could happen
all you had to do was say it
Nobody could explain this:
that's the way it was.

Inuit poem