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The Spirit of the Peyote in the Holy Land of Wirikuta

First time I went to desert to eat Peyote, I went with my love. We travelled out there in middle of March 2012, the weather was cloudy but hot. As we arrived early evening we set our tent up had a small walk around the area looking for Peyote but we could not find any. The land was inhabitable with cactuses that would stick everywhere on my clothes and puncture my skin, I felt like an alien in a different world, here the Arctic girl was definitely out of her element. Paul on the other hand navigated easily through the bush and had to wait for me to catch up. As we came back I was too tired to eat so I went inside the tent to have a nap, I entered a deep sleep and didn't wake up until the next morning. During the night I perceive myself to have been introduced to the spirit of Peyote, I woke up to a new day and somehow the landscape had shifted and as I watched the sun rise behind El Quemado we ate a small breakfast with fruit and went looking for Peyote.



As the day were dawning we found ourselves camping with Peyotes all around us, somehow the night before we had not seen them and now they were all surrounding us. Paul showed me how to cut them and how to give offerings in return of their gifts. We picked two each and brought them back to the camp to eat. They had a crisp flavour to them and I enjoyed the taste. I know most people find the taste of Peyote pungent and inedible but I have strong affinity to them odd enough. As we consumed them and I looked to Paul for signs of what I should expect, he stood up and told us to start walking so that we would not become sleepy. As I started to walk something shifted, somehow the landscape melted into me, I was not a stranger anymore I belonged to the earth, the desert and the plants. Nor did I get caught in the cactuses needles, I had somehow become at home in this alien landscape. We continued walking just absorbing this new world that was awakening around us.



As we walked for a while we stopped and Paul sat down and took his shoes off, as I stood next to him I felt tremendous amounts of energy streaming through my hands and through my entire body. Like if I was more of a intense stream of energy than a body made of flesh and blood, this urge to share overcame me and I sat down next to Paul asking if I could share. He quietly agreed and I sat behind him allowing the energy to flow through me into him. Filling him making him become pure light. I don't know for how long we sat there but this feeling of worship came over me and before me sat not Paul but the incarnation of a God. He turned around and grabbed my feet rubbing them with the earth and I now understood how Maria Magdalena must have felt in front of Jesus. This profound love was so palpable, and I came to me knees bowing in front of him kissing his feet. He pulled me up, kissed me on my forehead and we stood up and started walking again. I tried to give him back his shoes but he refused continued walking barefoot through the desert back to our camp. As I was walking behind him, I was starting to have these visions and the actual experience of everyone that had ever loved him. From his former lover to his mother to his past life partners, this love, so strong and so pure and so deep was greater than anything I've ever experienced. Tears were streaming down my face and I wept in gratitude.

As we came back to the camp we rested ourselves in the shade of a Yucca tree before I felt called to walk out in the desert to find more Peyotes for us. I found one big one with a beautiful pink flower that said she was for Paul and I found two small ones for me. As I was walking the Peyotes spoke to me as did the Yuccas and the cactuses, the bushes, the earth and the wind. They were whispering sweet nothings in my ear telling me how loved I was and how beautiful I was. They were telling me I was a healer and that I was to heal, that my purpose here was to help the planet heal. That that's why I came here to be.

As I returned to the camp Paul was making a fire, I gave him the Peyote with the beautiful flower and he sat down under the Yucca again to clean it as well as the ones I brought for myself. As I sat down by the fire it started to tell me how I was to heal, that I was to bring light to this planet. Paul came over  to me with the cleaned Peyotes and some water and I ate them eagerly as he sat back down under the Yucca with his Peyote, fully absorbed by its beauty.



I stood up and watched El Quemado in all of its glory in front of me as the sun was behind me making the rocks shift in different nuances of red, I understood why this land was considered holy, the presence of God was so strong, of all that is, in that moment my soul merged with the mother of us all and I became one with Gaia. I felt as I was breathing she was breathing, I felt as she she was alive, I was alive. I told her to heal, and I went deep into her core as I was her and I told her to heal, and as I told her I could feel her shine from the core and I told her to heal and as I was as one with her I told her over and over again to heal and I saw her starting to shine. I saw her aura like I see auras around people to start to become brighter and brighter. I don't know for how long I've stood there but as I started to come back to myself again I noticed that the sun had set behind me and around me was the starry night. Paul was standing next to me watching the sky and as he took me hand, this deep sense of peace and pure love was surrounding us.

That day changed my life and when I came back from Mexico I posted my first ad in Craigslist offering my healing services.

All is Love,

Kristina

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