Iboga Update

I’ve written two other essays* on my website about iboga, one of them my personal experience as a participant. There’s also a very informative interview in audio and text versions with Sean and Steve, the two iboga ceremony leaders I’ve been coordinating events for during the past couple of years. Since writing the essay on my own experience with the ceremony, I’ve now been an assistant at another half dozen and have seen close to eighty people go through the weekend. It feels like it’s time for an update.

The core issue I’ve learned more about in these past couple of years has to do with the challenge of understanding how to work with and benefit from the iboga plant in this context. On Sunday, the last day of each ceremony, participants share their feelings with the group. Sean and Steve encourage them to listen to the others as the talking stick is passed around the circle, without thinking ahead to what they’ll say. Then they’re asked to keep it simple, spontaneous, and from the heart. From mentally correlating those reports, along with later email exchanges and conversations with people who have gone through the ceremony, a clearer picture is beginning to take shape.

I can imagine that my understanding of the mysterious and wonderful ways this medicine interacts with us and promotes psychospiritual growth may evolve if I continue in these roles. At this point I want to share my current understanding because I’ve observed that it often isn’t easy to make sense of how the medicine is doing its work. Although there’s a core functioning principle, the particular way it plays out varies widely from individual to individual. With some people it’s very clear. With others it’s occluded and enigmatic.

With entheogens such as ayahuasca, peyote, psilocybe mushrooms, cannabis and others, the descriptor “nonspecific amplifier” is appropriate. The medicines can open up the channels that already exist as unrecognized potential or in muted form. When set and setting are optimal, the amplification function powerfully clarifies and in that way promotes healing and awakening. But unlike some of the other medicines, iboga appears to have a very narrow—you could even say disciplined—intention and focus. Ayahuasca for example, according to experienced journeyers, can show you just about anything under the sun and beyond. Iboga, again as I understand it, is like a psychotherapist or clear-mirroring spiritual master. You tell the doctor what’s going on and the doctor goes to work.

And now here’s the nub of the issue and the reason it can be tricky to understand and learn from an encounter with iboga. Most people come to it looking for solutions to their discomfort, their unhappiness, anxiety, confusion and so on. Buddhist teachings sometimes round these various descriptors into one Sanskrit word: “dukkha.” Dukkha is often translated as suffering but maybe a more user-friendly description would be to think of it as a basic, ongoing, root dissatisfaction. The Buddha is reported to have said, “I have taught one thing and one thing only: dukkha and the cessation of dukkha.”1

Coming to an iboga ceremony with hopes for solutions to core issues is well and good. However, and this comes from repeated observation that includes my own self-reflection, these core issues are often very hard to recognize. There’s a reason we are where we are. We’re driven by patterns that go way back, very possibly even prior to this particular incarnation, but certainly to the very beginnings of this life. The legendary Czech psychiatrist Stanislav Grof supervised over five thousand LSD therapy sessions and found that a great many of his patients, uninfluenced by him, went directly to traumas that developed in the womb and during the birth process. This of course is psychic material that gets embedded long before the child has any cognitive grasp of the source of his or her discomfort and alienation.

We arrive at the ceremony carrying these buried, unrecognized wounds, or imprints. Some readers may balk at the suggestion that their wounds are unconscious. You may think you know what you’re working on and you very well may be correct. First off, I’m speaking generally here. Second, I think most of us have at best a partial picture of old material that’s getting in our way. Sometimes we see our behavior clearly but we don’t know why we keep repeating the same behavior patterns when triggered by certain situations. We haven’t penetrated to the roots.

Tell me if you think this next statement is on the mark. If we knew the insides and outsides of our obstacles, if we were very clear about them and able to articulate them, if we had released the blocked, troubling emotions surrounding them, they would no longer be issues of any major concern. Put the other way around, the unrecognized and unreleased energetic imprints and stories we haven’t been ready to look at determine our current degree of freedom from confusion and suffering. Expressed in yet another way, we have blind spots. If we could see them they wouldn’t cause problems, or they would at the least be well on their way to losing their hold on us.

So generalizing again, we may come to the ceremony with a sense that all is not right, we may think we’ve narrowed down the investigation, but we’re not quite sure. A key component of it is that we’ve formed a narrative about ourselves, and it often includes some idea of what we think we’re working on. But iboga knows the truth and can pinpoint exactly where the problem lies. When we come with this often unconscious material, and we think we have some idea of where to look or how the insights and healing will appear, we don’t see what’s in the polished mirror that iboga holds up to us.

I’ve seen this phenomenon repeatedly. It often manifests during the ceremony. Someone hauls herself up off the mattress and shuffles over to the ceremony leaders. “I’m sure it’s not working for me. It seems to be working for everyone else but me.”  Sean and Steve never answer that concern with rational arguments. They just gently tell the person that it’s happening even if they can’t see it. You just have to relax, pay attention, and not judge. During the Sunday morning sharing session it’s common for people to say they have no idea what just happened. They might have been expecting something very dramatic. They might have been expecting iboga to show them a movie reel of their past traumas or whisper a clear solution in their ear.

But there’s nothing going on except ourselves and our relationship with stillness. Again, there are reasons we haven’t been ready to see the obscuring material, and just having it amplified and mirrored back to us isn’t necessarily going to bring change. It’s no new-age cliché to say we are completely responsible for ourselves. We’re always choosing our state of mind, our degree of realization. With iboga we really have to release all expectations and concepts, embrace beginner’s mind, the don’t know mind, and be willing to be changed.

Then there is the time following the weekend ceremony. Sean and Steve refer to the whole situation as a thirty-three day ceremony—three days at the ceremony itself and another thirty days where reflection is still very heightened and sharpened. The good news, I should point out, is that regardless of whether or not we have any conscious recognition of what we were shown, iboga is doing its work. The say it pulls up the roots of the core obstacles. These pulled-up roots will present themselves to us as we go about our lives. It’s very similar to how basic bare-attention type mediation functions. You hope to learn to recognize the mindstuff that arises, see it as phenomena in some essential sense separate from who you are, and let it go, dissolving out with the breath, repeatedly.

But again, recognizing this is a challenge for most of us. Along with my observations and post-ceremony exchanges with participants, I watched myself get caught into “going solid” on the material. The main issue for me, I have finally come to see over time, has something to do with getting caught up in mental speed and busyness and creating some tightness around all that. As with the great majority of us, there has been a compelling fear of emptiness, of no self, egolessness. Instead of catching the root material as it rose up in the weeks after the ceremony, I took the bait and took on some new responsibilities. There was nothing “wrong” with that per se, but I did eventually come to see how those were unconscious attempts to fill the space and avoid the stillness that Sean and Steve speak of often.

This essay is directed in part at those who have been through an iboga ceremony, although the main points are applicable to anyone working with similar amplifying medicines or are on healing/awakening paths altogether. Those first few weeks after the ceremony are often crucial. People sometimes write or call me during that period with a concerned narrative that things aren’t going well. I’ve learned to recognize that that’s exactly what is supposed to happen for those people. As Sean and Steve like to say, the ceremony didn’t happen, it’s happening. The fortress has been shaken up. The old unhealthy patterns are amplified and manifest as what Buddhist teachings call “heightened neurosis.”

Again, there are reasons . . . We really didn’t want to surrender those patterns that were natural reactions to the forces unleashed upon us and once protected us but now no longer serve us. There’s a struggle going on. Something in us is being pulled toward the light and something is resisting. That creates turmoil. The only advice, surprise surprise, is not to judge, not to fix the story, and to practice nurturing relaxation and stillness of thought as often as possible on the cushion, the yoga mat, and in the daily walk. Things will shift. Great Spirits, however defined (or undefinable,) love us unconditionally and continually invite us to enter in.

Footnotes:

1. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dukkha

Post Script:

* The first essay I wrote about iboga on the website was titled Iboga: The Holy Wood Which Cares for Us. This phrase was borrowed from a book called Iboga: The Visionary Root of African Shamanism. When I was collecting talk titles for the 2013 Spirit Plant Medicine Conference, I sent requests to the presenters for titles. When Sean and Steve didn’t reply for quite a while I used that title. Later they took a look at the conference website, saw the title and told me it didn’t fit their view of iboga. They said it works so powerfully because in some key sense it doesn’t care. It just mirrors impeccably. When I thanked them at the end of their presentation at the conference I got a big laugh out of them by saying, “Thank you for that brilliant explication of the Holy Wood which doesn’t give a shit.”

Meeting Iboga

The ceremony was held at a secluded location on British Columbia’s Sunshine Coast on the weekend of Nov. 18 to 20, 2011. It was organized by a young man from our west coast region and led by two experienced iboga ceremony leaders from Britain, Sean and Steve. There’s a lengthy interview with them from last spring on this site.

When I met Sean and Steve on that earlier visit I was impressed with their experience, sincerity and commitment to the work. Since then I had been carrying the idea of doing the ceremony on a not-too-far-back shelf in my brain. As the scheduled date for the event drew nearer, the pieces fell into place easily for this opportunity – usually a good sign.

The interview and my accompanying essay Iboga: The Holy Wood Which Cares for Us present enough information about the background and use of this master plant medicine that I don’t need to repeat here. The intention of this essay is primarily to tell the story of my own experience with the medicine as an example of the way a contemporary westernized ceremony could be conducted. Though neither Sean nor Steve are members of the Bwiti religion that spawned this new direction, it was clear from the way they conducted themselves and the ceremony that they have great respect for both the tradition and the medicine. They’ve adapted some of the core approaches from that tradition and created a hybrid that has developed out of their own extensive experience with this and other medicines as well as other spiritually focused ritual practices.

In the week leading up to the ceremony I followed the dietary guidelines of avoiding coffee, alcohol, and other intoxicants as well as cannabis and other psychoactive plant medicines. I also made a point of meditating most days and sending out some intentions. They say that once you make the commitment to go to the ceremony the iboga spirit begins to work with you. I can’t say for a fact that happened to me but I can say that I experienced some unusually intense physical challenges. For over a month my shoulder and neck area were in a continual state of at least semi-seizure. I mean they were sore and for that full length of time I couldn’t turn my head completely in either direction. That may not sound extreme for some people but it was highly unusual for me.

Then about a week before the ceremony the muscles and tendons in the backs of both of my legs got really tight and sore. You might experience something like it if you seriously overstretched those muscles. I could barely bend forward and some nights sleep was repeatedly interrupted by the discomfort. I had never experienced anything like it and I began to wonder, between these two areas of discomfort and tightness, if the body was going to stand in the way of focusing on the effects of the medicine. Now, after the event, I still have no idea what those physical attacks were about. There was some excitation beforehand but not any major stressful conditions in my life at the time. My best guess is that the iboga spirit was ratcheting up the energy level since the symptoms often started or worsened during the night. Interestingly though, except for one vivid dream about my birth the night before the ceremony, the couple of weeks previous evoked no recollected dreams whatsoever, also not a standard situation for me.

In an interesting ‘coincidence,’ when I mentioned my body reactions to K., one of the other participants, he said he’d been going through something very similar with his neck and shoulder. Even more interesting, K. turned to me on Sunday morning and asked how my body was doing. It was only at that moment I realized that since sometime on Friday evening there had been no hint of discomfort in any part of my body. K. responded by announcing that the same thing had happened with his neck.

Back to Friday. With my two carpool companions in tow, I arrived at the center around 3 p.m. Sean and Steve, as I hope will become clear in this recounting, were very thorough and caring in their approach throughout the weekend. One of the first agenda items for them was to make sure we had time to land, so the first few hours were unstructured. We got ourselves set up with mattresses and bedding around the perimeter of the large pre-fab yurt, went for strolls on the beach, or hung out around the fireplace in the livingroom of the main house. We were encouraged to keep as silent as possible for those hours in preparation for the encounter with the medicine.

As part of that preparation, over the course of those several quiet hours each of us was invited to sit down one on one with Sean for about 15 minutes to talk about our intentions and clear up any confusions. That nice touch was part of the careful nurturing attention directed our way by the two leaders.

We finally gathered in the yurt around 9 in the evening and the ceremony officially began with gratitude and petitions to the spirit winds of the four directions and the accompanying lighting of candles in the center of the room. As Sean made his plea to each of the four cardinal directions Steve lit the tea candle facing that way. Then Steve made petitions to the four intercardinal positions and lit tea candles facing in those directions. Finally Sean called upon and thanked Mother Earth and Father Sky as Steve lit the large central candle which would continue burning until the ceremony was closed on Sunday morning.

This was followed by some insightful information about how to approach the medicine. My main recollection of that was for us to essentially get out of the way and let the medicine do its work, that is, to try to avoid expectations and fixed ideas and just go with whatever experience came along no matter how radically different from anything we had imagined.

Steve then passed a talking stick around the circle for each participant to share his or her intentions for the journey. We were advised to listen closely and not to think about what we wanted to say while the others were speaking. We were also asked to avoid laundry lists and just speak briefly from the heart about what was most important to us at that time. The results were simple and sincere, with a couple of the participants speaking quite vulnerably about the difficulties they had been going through and their hope for some insight into and relief from those problems.

Ironically perhaps, Sean kept the medicine—a finely ground, dry, powder-like substance—in a small plastic Wiser’s whiskey bottle. After a brief description of how to take the medicine—a small slug of water first, throw the medicine back quickly, and follow with another slug to wash it down the hatch—we retreated to our corners. All lights were then extinguished except the central candle and soon after Sean came around with the whiskey bottle and tapped out a capful of the powder-dry medicine for each of us. Their intention was, as Sean put it, to step us up bit by bit. He told us he would come around every hour throughout the night with another capful for each of us. He said he would ask us how we were handling the medicine up to that point and use our feedback to determine the total amount he would serve to each person.

As promised, this ritual continued through the night, culminating in nine rounds, although not everyone ate on each round. I felt quite queasy for a while late into the wee hours and begged off for two of the rounds. Meanwhile, all was still, almost fully dark, and with no accompanying music or other distracting sounds. Steve also pointed out that they would take care of everything we needed and that we were not to focus on anything happening with the other participants. We were each to meet the iboga on our own in silent darkness.

Some readers may wonder about the taste, especially those who have worked with other medicines like ayahuasca and peyote, both of which can be very bitter. Ayahuasca in particular can provoke shudders upon ingestion. Iboga, or the wood, as Sean and Steve both prefer to call it, is indeed bitter, but the batch we ate wasn’t nearly as intense as any of the ayahuasca I’ve imbibed.

Another likely question for some will be: “Do you vomit with this medicine as is so common with ayahuasca?” The answer, if our event provided any kind of reliable sample, is yes. Most of the eleven participants purged at least once, some several times, and a couple many times over the course of the weekend. It’s apparently well known that, unlike the usual ayahuasca purging experience, one is not necessarily going to suddenly feel that all the toxins have been expelled after an iboga purge. Some at our event felt cleared afterward and some didn’t. I had a low grade and unshifting quease going throughout Friday night and all day Saturday before finally cleaning out the cauldrons late Saturday evening.

Although my intention isn’t to make this a comparison study between iboga and ayahuasca, there are some distinct similarities and since a lot of people have now experienced ayahuasca, it can serve as a useful reference point. The purging issue is an example. According to Sean the purge does, as with ayahuasca, expel psychic toxins. You might not feel completely free of nausea after the heave, but he said that if you didn’t it was an indication there was still more psychic material to be cleared.

Those I spoke with, and myself as well, had experienced some anxiety flutters about the rumored potency of iboga. Sean and Steve had both on occasion made reference to this intensity. They spoke of the journey as a kind of death, a bardo-like experience where the participant is removed from consensual reality and drawn into a deep inner environment.  They mentioned in the interview that they always conduct a lengthy phone consultation with interested participants so that both they and the would-be participant can ascertain his or her readiness to meet this powerful spirit. An indication of their respect for the potency of this medicine is that sometimes they suggest the person work with ayahuasca for awhile before venturing into the deep waters of the iboga experience.

Although the weekend was unquestionably powerful  intense, and challenging, the general sense I got was that for many, that was about as much due to the gruelling endurance factor as from the medicine’s extreme potency. As I said, Sean continued to feed us medicine throughout the night, interviewing us in whispered tones beside our mattresses to see if we were up to eating more. I think most of us took a capful on most of the rounds and no one ran out of the yurt screaming and tearing out chunks of hair.

There was actually a quietness about the ceremony that you would not always find in an ayahuasca ceremony, other than the periodic bursts of purging. In ayahuasca ceremonies the shaman typically sings the spirit songs called ícaros through much of the ceremony and, at least in my experience, there are often a few—usually minor—disturbances as the medicine casts some seekers into heavy seas. I think we in this group really were deep in our inner/other worlds for a lengthy stretch of time and mostly remained quite still. Apart from Sean’s hourly rounds, we were left undisturbed from about midnight on Friday evening until around 4 p.m. on Saturday, at which time someone brought in a platter of mixed fruits and berries and called us to the center of the room to replenish our energy.

By then we had been through the inner world for around sixteen hours, some struggling to some extent with limiters thrown up by the ever unwilling ego and others drifting and floating far from the comforting shores of home base. For me the barrage of visions was continuous throughout the night and day. Apparently each person experiences the medicine in his or her own unique way so my experience may offer no reliable signposts for others. Upon hearing my brief description of the qualities of the visions Sean however did say that they sounded very iboga-like.

However that may be, these visions were very different from anything I had encountered before with ayahuasca, psilocybe mushrooms, peyote, Salvia divinorum, or LSD. For one they were, as I implied, relentless and rapidly changing. They came on in a constant stream, a seemingly random grab-bag of wildly varying scenes with no immediately apparent pattern or meaning.

The quiet I spoke of seemed also to inhabit my inner world. One experience by one person is obviously insufficient for drawing any general conclusions. For what it’s worth, for me this journey didn’t include the intense emotions that I’ve often experienced with other entheogens. With some of the other medicines, such as peyote, ayahuasca, and psilocybe mushrooms, there has usually been an extended period of love and compassion as they intensity of the journey began to ease. Ayahuasca in particular tends to evoke compassion for me as it settles down. This medicine had a coolness about it, as if it might say, “Okay, there’s work to do here and we’ll just go about it without fanfare.”

I’ll bring ayahuasca in once more as a marker point for the style of the visionary journey. Although I heard differing accounts in the sharing session held on Sunday morning, my visions seemed to have none of the sweeping symbolic power, portent, and brilliance of previous ayahuasca visions. I remember cluttered environments like the cement floor of an unused factory, a table top with scattered items, brief cartoonish scenes, and just about any other snippet the gods could dump out of their kit bag. Colors on the whole were desaturated.

And all this came by in the briefest of passages. Or should I say, I came by them, because during much of the time it wasn’t the visual scenes doing the traveling, it was me. I spent a lot of time floating through, past, and above these various scenarios, sometimes pulling up and away like a silent airship rising quickly from the ground and much of the time simply floating slowly along like a helium balloon cast adrift and floating through uncomprehended scenarios.

Maybe it sounds as though I’m complaining or somehow denigrating the experience. I will confess that I had moments of judgement, wondering what this all had to do with anything meaningful, especially in that the barrage lasted for so many hours. But here’s the thing. At a certain point it dawned on me that there was only going to be one way to deal with this situation and that was to let go of any thought or interpretation and just keep coming back to the breath, just as in my lifelong simple mindfulness/awareness meditation practice.

That approach worked much better. It removed the temporal element so that in the end the many hours lying still didn’t feel so long. And when I looked back at that stretch of time from the much refreshed vantage point of Sunday morning, I began to see that, just as Sean and Steve had indicated at the beginning, something was working beneath the radar that wasn’t registering in the domain of the intellect or the recognizable territory of past experience. I then also began to realize that there was a pattern to the seeming non-pattern. The teaching was itself this reminder to stop trying to make sense of the experiences and just keep returning to presence. Perhaps the nearly endless parade of random imagery was on some level also a symbolic visual representation of the huge “junk” pile of thoughts that stream through consciousness and no doubt often linger in some dusty storage room in the brain.

One pattern I was able to discern was a repeated scene or dream in which I felt I had to do something, a feeling not uncommon in my daily life. Each time I wracked my brain for what I had to do, I began to feel confused. At that point another countervailing thought occurred to me: You don’t have to do this, you just need to breathe and be present. This has been the biggest surprise for me about iboga’s mysterious and subtle ways and at this point probably the greatest teaching: We don’t need to reach for those ‘things’ we carry in our heads that we think we need. The whole pattern of our known world creates a limiting gridwork around our awakened minds that keeps us stuck in repetitive, habitual patterns. It’s something about trusting life, trusting the wholistic experience of the now, allowing some space around the compulsions that keep pulling us out of the now.

A key word here is “control.” Ego’s survival strategy finds us continually trying to shape experience and squeeze it into boxes with labels based on past experience. Rather than meeting the moment with what some Buddhist teachers have called the “don’t know mind” or “beginner’s mind,” we’re always attempting to exert our personal version of mind control over experience. The unconditioned, indestructible awakened mind within, in this situation via the medium of the iboga plant spirit, is calling us to let go of control and allow things to be as they are. I recognized during this iboga journey that that control mechanism is more subtle and persistent than I had previously seen, like a computer program running silently in the background while one goes about other tasks.

On Sunday morning, after listening to us all briefly outline the nature of our experiences during the journey, Steve, in his cheerfully amused way, told us that whatever story we were telling ourselves about the success or failure of our encounter with the medicine wasn’t the core of what had happened—and was still happening, maybe even just beginning. Our job is to give the medicine the space and simplicity to do its work. They called it a thirty-three day ceremony: three days for the event itself and another thirty during which time they said the medicine would keep working in us.

For that reason they cautioned us to keep ourselves as simple as possible during the follow-up month, continuing to avoid alcohol, coffee, and other strong intoxicants and mind-altering substances. Sean talked about how iboga goes in and pulls up the roots. He stressed that the space created by the meeting with the iboga spirit would allow those sticky patterns that hold us down to come to the surface during these next few weeks. He said that this would be a rare opportunity to see this material rising into consciousness and to work on releasing the little demons that bedevil us.

Continuing on that track, he then made it clear that if we failed to see the old ego-based habitual patterns arise they would come around again soon enough and even stronger until, perhaps slapped hard in the face, we would be forced to recognize them for what they are and not blindly fall yet again into acting out our unproductive, nowness-obscuring patterns of behavior.

After the fruit break late Saturday afternoon we were left alone again for a few more hours until two large glass dishes containing a simple, unspiced casserole of a rice-like grain with chopped root vegetables like yam on top. If the others were in any condition similar to mine at that point, a real appetite had not yet returned. I suspect that like me, most of the others ate to gather strength. By then we had eaten either nothing or precious little since Thursday evening, two days prior.

After this light meal, served around 9 p.m., our caregivers announced that more medicine would be served and then we would dance. Perhaps observing some surprised looks, they explained that it would feel much different this time now that we had been through the peak period and had grounded ourselves somewhat with the food. The dancing, they said, would also contribute to a different and less intense experience of the medicine.

Although I wasn’t watching everyone closely, I don’t think anyone took the full compliment of three to five servings suggested by Sean. For myself, one capful combined with the dancing was enough to activate the long held queasiness and bring on an unrestrained purge within the hour. Sean, ever attentive and nurturing, told me later he was very happy to see that energy finally move and clear my system.

The purpose of the dancing, as Steve and Sean discussed in some detail in the interview on my website, is to bring everyone back from the other worlds and into their bodies. They used a recording of Bwiti music—simple, repetitive melodic and rhythmic motifs played on some sort of traditional mouth bow instrument. For the next hour and a half we stepped and swayed to the pulse of the music in a circle around the central candle. In that interview Steve had said that it was essential to keep dancing until he could clearly see that everyone was back. He said that otherwise people might leave the ceremony the following day still ungrounded and not fully back in their bodies.

By the time they turned off the music it was after midnight and we were encouraged to get some sleep. Although the medicine was still moving in me enough that I doubted the likelihood, forty hours without sleep was apparently enough to invite the call. I was out within minutes and slept well until around 8 a.m.

Steve had suggested we clean up our bedding and accessories from the yurt, take showers to cleanse and clear the mind/body from the long inner trek, then gather in the main house for a breakfast of cereals, nuts, bread, juice, and herbal tea.

At around 11 a.m. we reconvened in a circle in the yurt for a sharing session and some parting wisdom and advice from Sean and Steve. Considering what we had been through I was struck by how fresh everyone looked. Steve suggested we spare each other much of the detail and speak simply from the heart about what struck us most about the journey. If I could offer a generalized summary of that sharing, the phrase that comes first to mind is: a humble gratitude. With a couple of possible exceptions, and again without really being able to get a rational handle on what had occurred, it seemed that people felt the medicine had done its work.

I’m writing now a little over four weeks after the ceremony. I can’t honestly say I know what happened and what the impact has been. What I do know is that something has been working in me during these past thirty days. I feel as though I’ve been shaken up. One of the Tibetan Vajrayana Buddhist practices I did years ago as part of the Four Foundation—or ngondro—practices, was known as prostrations. We were asked to visualize the  lineage tree of wisdom masters and with eyes closed do prostrations to the lineage tree while offering up our obstacles and neuroses. People doing this practice often said that it provoked a state of “heightened neurosis,” where the existing neurotic patterns were stronger and more present than usual.

In line with the way Sean spoke of how those obstacles, now pulled up like buried roots, would present themselves to consciousness, I think I’ve been experiencing something like it since the ceremony. I’ve been more moody and sensitive than usual, more easily thrown off balance, more likely to feel the knife go in sharply when treated harshly, and in need of more sleep than is the norm for me. I’m not prepared to claim that I’ve been always able to take the attitude of viewing this arising material dispassionately, as what my old Buddhist teacher called “temporary vomit.” I seem to have been hooked and hoodwinked at times by the power of some of the heightened energies. If Sean’s observation is correct, I may expect to see some of this material—these pulls out of balance and out of nowness—come calling around again.

Not all the heightening has been from the dark side of the street however. I’ve also been falling in love a lot—with trees and skies and wind and my friends and my sister’s fluffy puppy and the gracious young woman at the corner store, to rhyme off a few. My longtime love of photography has also increased to a devotional passion to honor and register the beauty around me.

One final comparison to the ayahuasca experience. This again may be different for everyone, although a friend who knows several people who have experienced iboga told me recently that she has heard something similar from them. Though ayahuasca experiences can be powerful and no doubt on occasion life altering, the after-effects of any single encounter seem not to leave such a long wake as with the iboga. A month later, though I’m hard pressed to find language for it, the effects of the iboga medicine are clearly still working on me. As I’ve indicated above, when I get caught in the grip of little demons the pull has sometimes been stronger, and when I’m able to empty into presence that too has at times felt deeper and clearer.

Knowing I intended to write about the whole journey around the iboga ceremony, several of the other participants wrote me short descriptions of their personal experience. I wasn’t able to find much commonality in those reports except for one thing. Though everyone experienced the ceremony and its aftermath differently, as I read between the lines I sensed that, just as Steve had advised, something other than our story was running beneath the radar. Based on those few testimonials and my own experience of the medicine, my tentative conclusion is that iboga does pretty much what elders in the Native American Church say the peyote medicine does—it shows you yourself and through the clarity it provokes, gives you the opportunity to examine and hopefully release obstacles to awakening.

May all beings be free from suffering.

Stephen.

Never Separated

I was hiking through a forest last summer and delighting in the beauty surrounding me. At one point my attention focused in on the leaves on the trees and a few thoughts came to mind. Perhaps you’ll take a little mind ride with me here and consider the existence of a leaf for a few moments.

It grows out of its mother to play its part for awhile in a brilliantly conceived and awe-inducingly complex set of bio-chemical processes. Then we give it a name. “Ah, a leaf.” Now, in our mind’s conception of it, the leaf appears to have some sort of independent existence to carry that name. Of course we also break the naming down into more specific descriptive categories: maple leaf, birch leaf, alder leaf and so on.

But as we can readily observe, in some essential way that leaf  was never born as we think of birth into separate existence. The umbilical cord to its mother is never cut throughout the days of its growth and maturity, until . . . still beautifully engaged in the bio-chemical dance, the mother stops feeding her children. Without its mother milk the leaf begins to die, or so it appears, and now we have more adjectives for it: a dying leaf, autumn leaves, a pile of dead leaves on the ground.

Did the leaf really die? On some level yes of course. The lifeblood ceased to flow through it and it fell to the ground where it will soon disintegrate. But what if, instead of thinking of this process as one of dying and death, we saw it as part of a continual process of transformation? Instead of, “Ah, a pile of dead leaves” how about, “Ah, a pile of transforming leaves.” Or maybe we could deconstruct our conceptualization and labeling even further with, “Ah, parts of this entity we call a tree, which is itself an inextricable part of a larger interdependent whole, is transforming more dramatically right now.”

If you accept that the leaf was never really a separate entity, nouns and adjectives notwithstanding, by “dying” it hasn’t ceased to be part of the symphony. For example, maybe its materiality now enters the earth around the tree and provides nourishment for it, or for a young sapling in the vicinity.

Of course you could just as plausibly run through this sequence in regard to the tree itself. In the most obvious way, the tree is never separated from the ground around it. In a somewhat less obvious way, at least to us non-scientists, the tree is a visible presence in a completely interconnected, interdependent ecology of earth, water, air, sunlight and who knows what other elements of art and science and as yet unrecognized brilliant design constituents.

You’ve probably surmised by now where I’m going with this. As I sat in the forest enjoying the beautiful visual display and contemplating leafness, my thoughts turned to us humans. Tricked by our apparent physical separation from our surroundings, too clever for our own good, we’re seduced by the conviction of our  separateness.

But aren’t we really in the same situation as everything else in form? Inextricable component of a living and constantly moving dance of energy and information. Yes, the umbilical cord seems to have been cut. Yes, we can move around more independently than the trees, but seen with a certain kind of vision, we’re no more separate. We are just as much a part of an interdependent and contiguous environment as anything else in form.

One of the most striking confirmations of this understanding I’ve come across is the experience of the neuro-scientist Jill Bolte-Taylor. She gave a talk on Ted TV that should still be there when you read this.  http://www.ted.com/talks/jill_bolte_taylor_s_powerful_stroke_of_insight.html

Jill had a massive stroke that all but completely shut down her left brain. Although the two hemispheres are in constant communication, the left brain again, in case you forgot, is the hemisphere that deals primarily with the known, with logical, rational, linear thinking, with concept formation, belief etcetera. The right brain processes direct information, the larger, holistic, interconnected picture, what we might call the unknown.

With her left brain processing almost totally out of the way, Jill was unable to get  hold of its library of information—all the basics of learned identity like her name, her phone number etc. etc. But this clearing away opened the portal to a profound experience. She looked at her arm and could not see where it ended and where the atmosphere around it began. This perception then extended much farther as she began to realize her connectedness to all. Though her left brain did eventually reboot, the experience had a profound, life changing effect on her. She concluded the talk by suggesting that the experience of interdependent interconnectedness is the ground of reality surrounding us and that we are all capable of making the choice to open up to it.

Though I don’t intend in this essay to get into a discussion of how the rest of us can access this kind of state, I’ll offer the observation that for many of us seekers it has to do with presence, with learning to relax into and trust nowness, beyond the brain as it were, or perhaps more accurately, beyond the limiting control of the left brain. Buddhist teachings call it the discursive mind and describe it as the action of ego—a continuous and overlapping process of mental activity that functions to obscure  the underlying reality. Through our presence-encouraging practices we gradually, in most cases, learn to slow down the speed of mind and settle into—again using Buddhist terminology—emptiness. That somewhat daunting word just means emptiness of the obscuring, cluttering, concept-addicted discursive mind, in favor of clear, unfiltered perception of things as they are in each moment.

Another way of describing this experience I’ve found helpful lately is to envision everything as energy—patterns of energy, constantly flowing, shifting, evolving patterns of energy. Ego is equated with struggle, with trying to force our virtual, imaginary version of life onto these self-existing patterns of energy.

Another relevant Buddhist teaching on this issue is that of effortlessness. It doesn’t mean laziness or lack of effort. It has something to do with surrendering the struggle and resistance and recognizing, aligning, and harmonizing with the existing energies. I also like to think of this as learning to settle into the still center, a place many of us have visited briefly at various times that keeps calling us back. This is the place that provokes phrases like “the peace that passeth all understanding.” That’s a good one. It implies that if you can ‘understand’ it, that ain’t it.

If you’ve read my book or any of my other writings you know that I can’t help relating all this back to the planetary condition. Again, by many accounts and much evidence, we’re in an unprecedented time of karmic completion and extremely rapid change. As a lot of us see it, there is a kind of download underway in which unenlightened, dysfunctional views and behaviors are being challenged, overturned, and healed. A new, saner set of morphic fields is being introduced and is spreading rapidly around the planet, though not to all at this time of course. The transformation is seeping down through various levels. There’s an image of walking in a fine mist. We don’t realize we’re getting wet but eventually we discover we’re soaked.

By way of concluding, it seems that we’re all in the same situation, beguiled and befuddled by the illusion of separateness, with the promise before us of awakening to our true nature as interpenetrating points of  living light dancing in harmony with the ever-flowing energies all around us. I suggest that this is an understanding whose time has come on this planet. Let us pray brothers and sisters.

A Good Way to Teach

If you’ve read Returning to Sacred World you probably recall a number of references to and quotes from Kanucas, a spiritual elder in the Native American Church (NAC). Kanucas was my first contact with the NAC in 2003 and in the years since I’ve had a lot of interaction with him.

Returning to Sacred World makes frequent mention of teachings from the NAC and includes a full chapter on the ceremonies and the sacred peyote medicine. When I had the manuscript pretty much ready to go, I sent him a copy, telling myself that if he objected I would not seek publication. Fortunately there was nothing in the book Kanucas found objectionable or inaccurate. Instead, he spoke in very positive terms about the content and the writing.

When the book was published in November 2010 I organized a book launch event here in Vancouver BC and asked Kanucas if he would come and speak at it. He agreed without hesitation. A week before the event I called to make sure we were on track and reached him far from home in California, where he and his wife Anne had been called down to work for several weeks. He said he intended to take a break from the job and come up for the launch. That in itself got me, but it gets much more dramatic.

About four days before the launch I got a call from Anne informing me that Kanucas had had a car accident on the way up from California. He was driving at night in northern California with his daughter and grandchild in the pickup truck when they hit some black ice. The truck slid into a raised curb, rolled over one and a half times and came to a stop upside down in a ditch. Remarkably, all three emerged without significant injuries. Kanucas got the worst of it with a cracked and displaced collarbone and a collection of bumps, cuts, and bruises. The truck was a write-off.

Anne told me that the chances of Kanucas making it back to his home on the Olympic peninsula in Washington state were slim, let alone getting up to Vancouver for the book launch. To my surprise though she added that he still hoped to make it and that I should check back in a couple of days.

On Thursday, two days before the event, I called and reached Kanucas. Anne had picked him up in another car and driven him home, a journey of nearly a thousand miles. She then turned right around and headed back down to California to continue working. Kanucas told me he was sore and carless and though it didn’t look likely, he had not given up on the possibility of honoring his promise.

On Friday he called me and announced that his friend Gord had offered to drive him to the U.S./Canada border, a five or six hour trip. Like many of the Native Americans I know, Gord didn’t have a passport to get into Canada so we agreed that I would wait and watch for Kanucas just across the border on the Canadian side. Kanucas has difficulty walking any distance at the best of times, let alone after being bounced around the cab of his truck like that. After a lengthy grilling from a grumpy and bewildered Customs agent, Gord was allowed—under the doubting gaze of a couple of officers—to drive through the border for another fifty metres or so and drop him off where I was waiting.

I add this level of detail because of my suspicion—based on past experiences—that when a positive intention has been set into play unexpected support often manifests from unseen sources. Kanucas in particular seems to have spirit guides and guardians close at hand much of the time.

Sitting in my kitchen the next morning, Kanucas showed me where his collarbone had been pushed far enough out of alignment that I could see it jutting out behind the shoulder joint. He could barely move his left arm. His right forearm was wrapped in a large bandage and his discomfort was obvious.

About forty people showed up for the launch. Kanucas spoke about the ideas in my book for about twenty minutes and added his own understanding of some of the underpinning principles. Most if not all of those present were moved by his obvious authenticity and wisdom, even more so when I took the mic and explained what he had endured to get there. I suggested a hat-passing for the “help Kanucas get a new vehicle” fund and the folks there generously chipped in with about $200. Most of those present also bought a copy of the book, no doubt due at least in part to Kanucas’ testimonials on my behalf.

I was deeply moved and more than impressed by Kanucas’ generosity of spirit and the discipline of his commitment to honor a promise despite obstacles that would deter most of us. It felt like a great gift at the time, but it turned out to have unexpected reverberations.

Now, a year later, I can see that what Kanucas handed to me that weekend wasn’t just a generous gift. It was also a powerful teaching and a transmission of responsibility. I doubt he saw it that way though. He just does things like that for people. But it got under my skin and influenced my behavior.

We all know there’s much talk on this planet that doesn’t hold up. We have lots of old homilies and clichés on that theme: “Put your money where your mouth is,” Walk the talk,” “Actions speak louder than words,” “All hat, no cattle,” and so on. Kanucas’ selfless actions on my behalf put the golden seal of approval on the teachings he has accumulated and shared for so many years.

What I see now as I look back over these past months is that, without any conscious agenda, I’ve found myself more frequently saying an unhesitating yes to requests for support or assistance and jumping in wholeheartedly to situations that could benefit from my attention. It feels fine, you know, you just do it, no big deal, no litter left behind on the path.

My old Buddhist mentor Chögyam Trungpa—also referenced frequently in Returning to Sacred World—used to talk about choicelessness. That may sound restrictive, as though you’re not free to make your own choices. You are of course. But maybe there’s an energy coming from a certain direction, a “first thought best thought” intuition. You feel your way along, you don’t have to endlessly analyze things and hem and haw about the right course of action. Life can be a lot simpler lived that way.

I’m not trying to make this whole situation and the changes it wrought in me sound like some grand accomplishment on my part. Many people help each other in similar ways. Some live every day in service. This one was a somewhat extreme example of sacrificing personal comfort and convenience to help a friend, and as I’ve suggested, it set a high standard of behavior for me that without conscious planning I have since felt honor-bound to live up to.

Shamanic Adventures in Peru

Tucked into the extreme northeast corner of Peru, the city of Iquitos has a population of about four hundred thousand, making it the largest city in the world inaccessible by road. If you only saw the area around the central Plaza de Armas you’d never know it was that large though. The downtown business district, compact and lacking a single high-rise office tower, looks like it would belong to a city a quarter that size in North America, an observation that hints at the deep and extensive poverty of the area. The bulk of the population is spread throughout sprawling, ramshackle, dirt/mud road neighborhoods that fan out from downtown.

The appearance of these sub-urban barrios is evidence enough of the poverty. Nobody seems to have any money for home repair, let alone even the most basic of aesthetics. When you get away from the downtown area, even the nicer looking homes are typically slapped together with mismatched materials. Many residential areas are packed tightly with hastily constructed, conjoined houses made of unpainted wood and covered with the traditional thatching. The distinct impression one is left with on seeing street after humble, cluttered street like this is that for the great majority, every spare centimo goes toward survival necessities.

Belén barrio in Iquitos • N.B. Click on an image to enlarge

Meanwhile, parallel to and largely disconnected from the daily grind of the majority, is the ayahuasca tourist business. I’ll assume there are still a few innocent souls out there who aren’t yet aware of ayahuasca. It’s an ancient healing, visionary brew of the Amazon that in the twentieth and twenty-first centuries has moved beyond the indigenous jungle environment and is now spreading its gifts rapidly throughout the developed world.

Though there are numerous locations in several countries in the region to encounter the ritual use of ayahuasca, Iquitos has become a major hub. People from all over come looking for opportunities to drink the brew in ceremonies led by local shamans. I guess I’d be counted among that number, going back to Iquitos for the second time in four years to attend and speak at the Seventh Annual Amazonian Shamanism Conference.

My travel companion Ashley and I arrived two days before the start of the conference and stepped out of the plane from Lima into an attention-getting blast of hot, humid air and midday equatorial sun. This was in July, which in our terms would make it wintertime down there, if you can include such a word in a description of the climate in Iquitos. The city sits a mere four degrees south of the equator in the lowland jungle that borders the Amazon River. The average daily high temperature in each and every month of the year is over 30° Celsius, or 86° Fahrenheit, and the average annual humidity 85%.

You see very few cars on the streets of Iquitos. But there are swarms of small motorcycles and even more motos. Motos, also known as mototaxis, are the result of some resourceful person’s idea to replace the back half of these motorbikes with two-wheeled, three-seat carriages and attach vinyl or cloth tops to protect against rain and sun. Loud, raw-exhaust-spewing creatures, they dash and weave around each other four or five abreast on the mostly one-way streets of the city. The air is distinctly visible as a sooty brown haze, especially at night under the streetlights, and usually smells the same; some sort of unidentifiable stew of exhaust fumes and all the other odors of a humid, tropical, open-door city that wears its aromas on its sleeve. Despite all that, I almost always get a little thrill, especially in the evening, riding in the back of a moto, the warm tropical wind in my face and the color and buzz of the vehicles all around us as we thread our way through town.

Motos and Hotel La Casona

When Ashley and I arrived at our hotel, the basic but clean and well-cared-for Hotel La Casona, half a block off the Plaza de Armas, we quickly found out that Ashley’s reservation, made by a friend back home who spoke no Spanish, had evidently not translated. We were also informed that the hotel was fully booked for the duration of the conference but that there was enough extra space in my room for a single bed should we wish to share the room. Ashley is pretty, energetic, and at twenty-eight, about half my age. The wheels immediately began to turn as I imagined how I would explain this minor predicament in an email to my wife. “ . . . had to take on Ashley as roommate. Don’t worry, no illicit intentions from either direction. Only difference from having the room to myself is that I wear a towel on the way to the shower.”

We got ourselves settled in and refreshed, me with my clothes and paraphernalia unloaded into drawers and onto hangers and Ashley with all her stuff spilling out from two small suitcases on the floor beside her bed in preparation for its gradual but inexorable expansion in my direction over the next twelve days and nights.

Ready to head back out, I informed Ashley of the requisite next stop: a restaurant incongruously named The Yellow Rose of Texas, diagonally across the plaza from our hotel and the hangout of choice for many of us participating in and presenting at the conference. The Yellow Rose is co-owned by Gerald and his wife Pamela. Gerald, probably in his late fifties, is a Texan expat and former oilman with some of the suspect attitudes and political opinions you might imagine from someone with that background. I spent a lot of time at the restaurant and after some friendly teasing Gerald warmed up and showed himself to be a good-hearted guy whose blunt pronouncements and prejudices are presented more as a ploy to keep people off their guard.

The Yellow Rose of Texas

Pamela—lovely, charming, and about ten years his junior—used to run her own restaurant before she hooked up with Gerald a few years ago. Gerald described her to me as just as cheerful and good-natured as she presents herself at work. The Yellow Rose spills out onto the sidewalk and when we arrived each day Pamela was usually front and center, keeping a motherly eye on everything and greeting us with a warm smile and a “Jes, my friends, what would you like today?”

Gerald was a deep well of knowledge about Iquitos and how to negotiate it. For example, I always asked him first before commissioning a moto to someplace I hadn’t yet been. For a trip that other conference attendees told me cost them five soles (a little under two dollars) Gerald would say two, never more than three. That knowledge gave me the confidence to walk up to the drivers and say something like, “Sabe donde está el Hotel Sol Del Oriente?” Then I’d hold up three fingers—didn’t want to be too hardnosed about it—and announce, “Tres soles.” I rarely got a rebuttal, or even a frown.

The conference is the brainchild of another American expat, Alan Shoemaker. Tales of how Alan found his way to Iquitos would make a fascinating story in itself, with bold excursions into little-traveled regions complemented by a few hair-raising adventures. He’s been in Iquitos for about twenty years now and although at one time he went through the traditional training of an ayahuaca shaman, seems to have settled into the role of conference organizer and adventure-travel guide.

The Hotel Sol del Oriente, the site of the conference, is about ten minutes by moto from the Plaza de Armas. The format for the conference consisted of two days of presentations, one for ceremonies, two more of presentations, one more for ceremonies, a last day of presentations, followed by another day for ceremonies. On the first two days the eight or nine invited shamans from the surrounding area spoke to the attendees and answered questions so that at the end of day two we could choose which shamans we’d like to do ceremonies with. The shamans ranged in age from about thirty to over seventy and two of them were women.

Frank, a newfound and quickly trusted friend, told me he’d been out to Ricardo’s center and felt really good about it. He described it as clean and I knew he meant more than simply physically clean. During the time the shamans were introducing themselves there were a lot of murmured conversations around the question of who to work with. It came out in a few of those quiet chats that issues of professional ethics had been plaguing some of the better-known shamans of the area. The reputation of one of the most well known had recently been seriously tarnished by repeated allegations of sexual impropriety. Another popular shaman had apparently allowed his success and newly acquired wealth to go to his head. Stories were drifting around that he had gotten careless with his ceremonies and had maybe even fallen into the dark territory of the brujo, or sorcerer. Brujería is enough of a concern that it’s worth elaborating briefly before continuing.

Charlatanism and other versions of corruption are pretty much guaranteed to raise their unsavory heads when there’s good money to be made, in this situation almost certainly exacerbated by the economic poverty of the region. But there’s another, more ominous side to the Amazonian shamanic environment. It seems there has been a long history of sorcery in the Amazon. Steve Beyer, in his highly informative book on the mestizo shamanism of the Upper Amazon, Singing to the Plants, wrote that envidia, or envy, is common among the people there. Successful people as well as those perceived to have wronged or bested someone often become targets.

It would take a much more in-depth discussion than is relevant here to explore this phenomenon and describe the techniques and power of sorcery, not that I know much about it anyway. Suffice it to say that a wealth of reliable evidence confirms that brujos, twisting the power of the plant medicines to their destructive ends and using techniques we in the modern cultures would call magic, are able to wreak serious psychic and physical damage on their victims, in some cases even to the point of causing death.

Back to the conference. I had thoroughly enjoyed my visit to Iquitos and the conference in 2008 and had had some remarkable experiences drinking ayahuasca in the jungle with well-trained and experienced shamans. Since then I had written a book, Returning to Sacred World, that included discussion of ayahuasca and some other healing/awakening plants. I wrote Alan to ask if he’d be interested in having me as a presenter at the conference and he readily agreed. That, and the anticipation of more powerful ceremonies in the traditional homeland of the “vine of the soul” were enough to bring me back.

After the first two days of talks by the invited shamans, the presentations turned out to be  a loose-around-the-edges mix of topics more or less related to Amazonian shamanism and ayahuasca. A couple of examples of the apparently more peripheral themes addressed: Brien Foerster gave a very interesting talk and slide show presentation mainly on the sacred architecture of the Incas, particularly as evidenced in and around the city of Cuzco. John Alexander, who has had connections very high up in the American military, spoke on the myths and realities of UFOs . The first impression some of us had about that topic was, “Other than being outside the mainstream, where’s the connection?”  Then a friend pointed out to me that there’s a sizeable body of reports by ayahuasca drinkers of visions of extra-terrestrial beings and sometimes of vehicles. In the ayahuasca inebriation some people have apparently even seen UFOs with their eyes open.

For me, and I suspect for many of the other attendees, it was the ceremonies themselves first, and the opportunity to meet and talk with interesting people second, that were the big draw. As the week passed, attendance at the presentations shrank. In fairness to the speakers and to Alan’s hard work pulling and holding the event together, the ceremonies had much to do with that. A lot of us had to go out of the city, sometimes an hour or two over rough dirt and mud roads, to get to the centers of our chosen shamans. Most people probably got somewhere between three and zero hours of sleep after the ayahuasca medicine let them go in the wee hours of the morning, and then had to come back, eat a midday meal, clean up, and perhaps rest before making it back to the conference site.

Taking Frank’s advice, I decided to go to Ricardo’s center for the first ceremony. Two mototaxis were arranged for the early afternoon to collect the five of us who had signed up with Ricardo’s two assistants at the conference site. For the first half hour of the trip to the center we traveled on the paved road that goes toward and ends in Nauta, a small town about a hundred kilometers away. People told me it’s the only road going anywhere else from Iquitos, although Google Maps indicates one going in the opposite direction about 20 miles/30 km to a village called Mazán on the Rio Napa. In any case, the next hour took us along a bumpy and battered dirt road. It rains a lot around there and it’s not uncommon to hear tales of motos tipping over or getting stuck in the muddy sections. This is seriously rural country, through semi-forested landscapes and past tiny, thatch-roofed villages with no electricity or running water.

Muddy Road to Ricardo's

Ricardo’s center is, just as Frank had described it, clean and well organized. The maloca, the structure in which the ceremonies are held, is the largest and most beautifully constructed I’ve yet seen. During the hours spent in the embrace of ayahuasca, the high, dome-like ceiling gave the maloca a spaciousness that seemed to mirror and enhance the mind-opening effect of the medicine.

Another building near the maloca has several washrooms and showers, all clean and with flush toilets and sinks with running water, soap, and hand towels. One nearby building is dedicated to cooking and eating and a couple are for short and long term retreatants and apprentices. The staff—mostly very friendly—also live onsite in housing off to the edge of the large clearing in the jungle. I was told that between staff and their families, about twenty-five people live there permanently.

Dining hall and residences

The maloca - very spacious inside

Ricardo is Shipibo, one of the indigenous groups of the region. He’d gone through a lengthy, rigorous training period under Guillermo Arévalo, a well-known master shaman, also Shipibo, before recently striking out on his own. The traditional training involves, among other challenges, drinking a lot of ayahuasca over a number of years and undergoing long periods of tightly restricted diets, sometimes in isolation, for the purpose of getting to know the helping spirits of a variety of plants.

As an aside, these other healing plants, generally not psychoactive in any conventional sense, are called master plants and play an important, even essential role in the work. For anyone interested in learning a little more about the master plants, I’ve placed a short interview on this website that I did with one of Ricardo’s apprentices: http://www.stephengrayvision.com/2011/08/29/ayahuasca-and-the-master-plants/

We were offered tea, coffee, and fruit in the dining hall and then invited to find places in the maloca. Around 6 p.m. Ricardo, his ceremony partner Julian, and three of his apprentices, one to act as translator from the Spanish, came into the maloca and gathered us together for an intention-setting session. This is a useful practice Ricardo received from his teacher. It’s also made its way into the ceremonies of several of Guillermo’s other apprentices working up here in the U.S. and Canada. It’s commonly held that ayahuasca, which is always considered a living intelligence, responds to the requests of the supplicant, so focusing on what one really needs can be very useful.

Ricardo and others see their job at this point as helping us clarify our intentions. Ricardo also said that he and Julian sometimes sing specific ícaros—songs taught him by various plant spirits—to address the stated concerns of the participants. A useful reminder I’ve heard more than once is to come to ayahuasca with intention but not expectation. Holding any kind of fixed idea about how the response comes will very likely cause you to miss it when it does come.

Ayahuasca, just like the Muse of creativity and so much else of value to us on the path of awakening, doesn’t play by the rules of the known, the rational, the linear. She comes to everyone differently and to each one in different ways at different times. She has her own language, her own symbols. She’s an artist. She’s a poet. After thirteen ayahuasca ceremonies over several years I’m just beginning to realize how much there is to learn about her ways of teaching. In that interview on the master plants the apprentice says that they teach you how to understand ayahuasca and how to become an active participant in the journey in a similar way that people speak of lucid dreaming.

Peter Gorman, one of the presenters at this year’s conference and a life long ayahuasca journeyer, described three levels or stages of learning to work with ayahuasca. I have no transcript of his talk so I’m going on memory here. Peter described the first stage as the visionary stage. Ayahuasca visions can be specific but also highly abstract. Most of my visions have been abstract and symbolic. Sometimes I get it and other times I have no idea what if anything of import she is showing me. I believe the second level is more about discovering ayahuasca’s healing potential. According to Peter, at the third stage, which he admitted he is just finding out about himself, ayahuasca can show you anything you ask it to—journeys through time and space, visits to alien civilizations, mysteries of the universe, what your lover is doing while you’re away, and who knows what else.

The ceremonies I’ve been at typically begin about eight o’clock in the evening and this one was no exception. The maloca is darkened except for candlelight and the participants are invited to come up one at a time to be handed a small cup of the harsh tasting brew. Ricardo suggested we briefly restate our intentions at that point and then again as we feel the effects coming on, most often somewhere between about twenty minutes and an hour in, though definitely not always limited to those borders.

In my own experience and that of a number of others I’ve heard from, ayahuasca can be very unpredictable in the way she comes to you. You could drink the same quantity of the same brew on two different nights and have two wildly different encounters of completely different potency. Compared to my previous experiences and confirmed by the next two, also at the same center, Ricardo’s brew was strong. He explained that a lot of shamans mix several plants together in their brew but that he keeps it to the two essential components: the ayahuasca vine, or Banisteriopsis caapi, and Chacruna, the DMT containing plant.

Once we were all back at our mattresses with the brew in our bellies and ready to do its work, the candles were blown out and the generator providing electricity to the center turned off to leave us in all but total blackness. Drinkers are welcome to lie down but shamans I’ve encountered suggest you sit up if possible. Just as in meditation practice, sitting up probably encourages wakefulness and mental sharpness. In this situation there may also be a sense of respectfulness in meeting ayahuasca that way.

As I said, ayahuasca often presents itself in abstract ways. I can’t honestly say much about what I learned from that first night, though I’ve been told several times by shamans and experienced drinkers that the medicine does its healing and rebalancing work with mind and body whether or not the drinker is consciously aware of the impact. I can say though that this one was definitely strong, with distinct and often stunningly beautiful visions. The potency of the medicine made it a challenge to stay present and keep breathing and letting go.

I’ve heard a number of accounts from people who say they have met the spirit of ayahuasca directly and I had said in the intention-setting session that one of my intentions was to have such a meeting. Paolo, Ricardo’s translator, told me that she is often green. I recalled that my previous visions had had very little if any green, leaning instead toward deep, rich blues and golden yellows. During this ceremony I may have met her because for the first time a lot of beautiful, rich, green moved through my field of vision in flowing, serpentine patterns.

A brief mention here in case anyone is wondering about my use of “her” to describe ayahuasca. Though some have said the spirit has appeared in male form, the more common experience has been to engage with apparently feminine energies. Ayahuasca is often considered the mother of all the medicine plants in the Amazon. Songs, prayers, and stories sometimes call her Madre Ayahuasca, Mother Ayahuasca. Though I can’t confirm that from personal experience, there are qualities of richness, fecundity, nurturing, and life-giving that hint of the feminine principle.

Another beneficial feature of Ricardo’s method of working is to have a sharing session in the morning, gathering again in the maloca after everyone has had a chance to eat some breakfast and wash up. Sharing the details of an ayahuasca journey can be like describing your dreams: not always recommended—listeners’ eyes may glaze over. Ricardo asked us to stick to the key elements and then he generously offered his take on our descriptions.

I was sufficiently impressed with Ricardo’s center that I chose to return there for the second ceremony instead of exploring any of the other invited shamans. Someone said something that made sense to me. Doing more than one ceremony with the same shaman and his medicine gives you and him the opportunity to continue and deepen the work.

This second engagement with the medicine proved to be by far the most powerful journey I’ve yet had with ayahuasca. By the way, I use the word journey deliberately. If you haven’t drank ayahuasca I can tell you that a strong experience definitely feels like a journey, and sometimes an epic journey. I share a little about this one because some elements of that particular journey illustrate one of the ways she works with us as well as demonstrating the importance of working with well-trained shamans.

In the sharing session after the first night Ricardo suggested I drink a little less on the second night. He also mentioned later that he had made a slightly milder brew for us for that second journey. He said that Paolo would come around to check on me after about an hour and if I didn’t feel any effect from the medicine I could drink some more.

Paolo finally passed by after about an hour and a half. At that point I felt very little. I told him that and he took me up for a small top-up. At the same time, Julian sang an ícaro to me, something they do for all the participants whether or not they ask for seconds. In less than five minutes after returning to my mattress the potency had gone from the equivalent of a gentle walk to being swept up in a torrential river. One of the assistants told me the next day that she has often seen both Ricardo and Julian awaken the power of ayahuasca on the spot with their ícaros.

The visions were stronger than ever and seemed of a different order than in past encounters. Though not easily decipherable in left-brain terms, they felt strongly symbolic, as if the images contained self-existing power and meaning. The symbolism also hinted at Native American imagery, which I took as support for the harmonious combination of this work with my long time engagement with the peyote medicine prayer ceremonies of the Native American Church.

After observing, or more accurately, engaging with those visions, I began to sense a presence. It felt more like a ‘they’ than one being. Even so, if it was a collective they spoke as one, not audibly in the conventional sense, but in the form of what you might call mind transmission. Though the communication seemed to continue for about an hour, the main theme could be boiled down to this simple message. “We are love, we offer love, it is unlimited. The only question that really matters for you is, ‘Do you accept it?’ All else takes care of itself.”

Though it may sound like a la-dee-da homily right out of the 1960s’ “All You Need is Love” playbook, a few insights in the weeks following reminded me that my affirmative answer that night barely scraped the surface of what the ayahuasca spirits were transmitting to me. I’m gradually realizing that the essence of that invitation points at nothing less than a radical and all-encompassing opening of the heart. I recognized that I was too casual by far in thinking that by answering yes to the offer I had taken care of the issue. I now see it as an ongoing challenge requiring great commitment and courage.

That night the medicine never really let me go enough to fall asleep. It was still visual at four or five in the morning. In the morning sharing session I said that I had a lot to process and probably wouldn’t do a third ceremony. Ricardo invited me to come along anyway and drink a very small amount. He said he would sing an ícaro specifically for the purpose of helping me open that heart connection further.

I mention this final ceremony for two reasons: first, as yet another reminder of the influence of the shaman in the work and the ability of the medicine to transcend or ignore conventional physics; second, because of a lesson about ayahuasca demonstrated by the behavior of one of the other drinkers.

As Ricardo had suggested, I drank a very small serving of the medicine that night. For about an hour and half I felt only a very light, relaxing invigoration and sharpness of mind. No visions or strong energies whatsoever. I thought, “This is just fine, I’ll pass out around midnight and get a full night’s sleep for a change.”

That was when I was called up for Julian to sing to me and again, to my complete surprise, the delicate breeze tickling my consciousness immediately—I mean within about two minutes—transformed into another powerful wind. Such a mysterious and remarkable plant. I wouldn’t want to claim this in a science journal but of all the visionary/healing medicine plants, ayahuasca may be the one least bound by any conventional physical restrictions. One drinker told me the story of a night when she drank the same quantity as the others in the ceremony and experienced absolutely no effects during the whole five hours or so that everyone else was going through it. Just as the ceremony was winding down and people were beginning to drift off to sleep, this woman finally remembered that she could ask the shaman for help. While no second cup was offered, the shaman sang an ícaro for her and prayed over her with the sacred tobacco. She then returned to her mattress and went through a full-on, full-length journey while all around her slept.

The second reason for discussing the third ceremony at Ricardo’s center is because of the lesson inadvertently offered by a young man I’ll call Ron who came to that one. I’d met Ron at the conference and gotten a sense that he had a very fixed mind. He was intelligent and articulate but was obsessed with conspiracy theories, totally convinced that the powers that be are holding us all down in nefarious and multiple ways. Of course there may be some truth to that but in Ron’s case it became clear, particularly during the ayahuasca session that night, that his views were functioning as a solid obstacle to any spiritual opening.

Spirit plant medicines like ayahuasca are sometimes described as ego dissolvers, spiritual practice amplified and condensed. Ron’s adversarial jousting with the medicine that night was a dramatic demonstration of how ego operates to ward off perceived threats. Ron was clearly terrified of what he might find if he let go of his solid fortress of ideas.

The shamans began their ícaros about half an hour after we drank. Remember we’re in complete darkness for these ceremonies. Drinkers are also asked to remain as silent as possible so as not to disturb the inner work of those around them. As soon as Ricardo and Julian started singing, Ron picked up the bucket he was given for purging, turned it over and began drumming on it with an on-again off-again relationship to the pulse of the music. He also turned on his flashlight and waved it around the room. While this was going on he was smoking cigarettes and talking aloud to himself. For reasons unknown to me the shamans and staff chose to leave Ron alone.

Thankfully, he got up and went outside after awhile, where he remained for most of the evening. I could hear him in the distance singing and talking to himself for much of that time. I’m convinced that he never allowed a moment’s gap in the discursive mind and that’s the reason I’ve shared this odd little tale. There’s a general application to Ron’s behavior that night, as I said, a condensed and heightened demonstration of how ego operates, especially when threatened. Ron admitted, almost boasted, that he wasn’t listening to the healing songs and, just like during his first two ceremonies that week, felt essentially no effect from the medicine.

For most of us, to varying degrees, it’s as if God, enlightenment, reality, or whatever you prefer to call it, is speaking to us, letting its presence be known, inviting us. But we’re closing our eyes, putting our hands over our ears, and chattering to ourselves to drown out that voice. That’s why the wisdom teachings often remind us that healing and awakening can only enter in the gap, when the speed of the obscuring mind has slowed down enough to allow something else to come through, something that was there all the time but unable to penetrate the layers of protection.

As a kind of summary, I want to step back now and take a larger view of ayahuasca’s quickly expanding footprint. Despite its challenges, and though it is definitely not for everyone—Ron stands as a case in point—I and many others as experienced as or more experienced than I have seen that ayahuasca can be a great help to humanity. And Lord knows we need all the help we can get as our planet teeters on the edge.

At the same time, there are concerns about how this expansion is occurring. The following are not hard facts or thoroughly studied analyses. They’re offered as food for thought that others working with ayahuasca might consider as events move forward.

I’ve heard conflicting anecdotal reports on this first issue. No one seems to be completely sure of the total situation. You either already knew or recall from above that ayahuasca is made from a brewed combination of at least two plants. I’ve heard from several sources that the vine is becoming scarcer as the demand increases. There may already be or may soon be significant sustainability problems. It seems harvesters now have to go ever deeper into the jungle to find it and also have to collect younger plants than previously. I’m told that using younger plants often means weaker brews.

A second concern was expressed to me recently by Mel, a man who has been working with economic development issues and projects with indigenous people in Peru. To my knowledge, the shaman functions in many places as the local doctor, using his or her knowledge and a variety of plant medicines to deal with health issues in the community. Mel told me that the influx of ayahuasca tourists has made it very difficult for locals to have access to the shamans. A great many are very poor and previously might have negotiated an affordable payment such offering a chicken or arranging a work trade. Now, so the story goes, many of the shamans are devoting their time to the much wealthier foreign visitors and are no longer serving their own communities sufficiently.

I asked Mel what he thought we foreigners should do about problems like these two and his answer was, “reciprocity,” giving back. “How,” I asked and he said that there could be a number of ways. One is to contribute labor, money, and/or ideas toward social and economic development projects. One example he mentioned is to work toward replanting the vine, perhaps in farmed areas.

One final issue that needs careful attention is that with the rapid spread of the ceremonial use of ayahuasca there is of course both a need and a burgeoning market for more ceremony leaders. There is real money to be made, and no doubt egos looking to be aggrandized as well. Out and out charlatans as well as poorly trained, self-declared shamans are appearing more frequently, at least according to reports coming my way.

These current and potential problems need to be looked at carefully with clear-eyed compassion for ayahuasca to be allowed to do its work in the most beneficial way for the greatest number of people. It’s a brilliant and beautiful medicine that has immense potential to help struggling humanity reconnect to our true nature as awakened spirit beings.

Ayahuasca and the Master Plants: Audio & Text Interview

new master plant garden at Ricardo's

Master Plant Garden

This past July (2011) I was in Iquitos—the ayahuasca hub on the Amazon River in the far reaches of northeastern Peru—as a conference speaker and eager medicine journeyer. I had heard and read a few pieces of information here and there about the master plants— plants other than ayahuasca that more serious students and shamans-in-training diet with. Perhaps I was ready for more this summer because I received a whole new, and fascinating, level of education about the important, even essential, role these master plants play in the work.

The conference organizers had set aside three days for people to participate in ayahuasca ceremonies with the shamans they had invited to work with us. I chose to go with Ricardo, who has a nascent community about an hour and a half out of the city. I liked it there so much the first time that I returned for the second ceremony as well. On that visit we had some spare time in the late afternoon before the ceremony so I asked if it was okay to walk around and explore the perimeter.

As I approached the edge of the cleared area I saw someone ahead of me walk into the bush on a well-trod path, so I followed him at some distance. After a short hike I came out into a clearing the size of a football field with about thirty raised beds, each with identifying signs at the end of the row of plants. As you can see from the photo above, the garden was recently planted at that point.

I fell into conversation with the man I had followed and quickly learned that he was living there for an extended period of time working with Ricardo as one of these shamans-in-training and doing a year-long program of dieting with some of the master plants. To understand the way the master plants work it’s important to note that during these “dietas” as they say in Spanish, the person is also drinking ayahuasca frequently, sometimes several times a week throughout the dieting period. The master plant diets clearly work in conjunction with ayahuasca in an essential way.

This young man, whom I’ll refer to as Luc since I don’t know how he would feel about being identified, was quite happy to answer my questions in detail. Luc and I talked for about 15 minutes before returning to the main encampment. On the way back I asked him if he would mind sharing this information again for me to record and he agreed.

We met up again a little later and went back out to the master plant garden, where I asked him most of the same questions with a small digital recorder in hand. Below I’ve inserted the audio version of our little interview, about thirteen minutes long. Luc is French, with a strong accent when speaking English, and he spoke softly, so I’ve written out the transcript of our question and answer session and included it below as well. For ease of reading I’ve done some minor editing of grammar, though I deliberately left in most of Luc’s idiosyncratic English phrasing to give readers the flavor of his way of communicating this information.

Luc interview [13 minute audio clip]

Stephen: So this is the master plant garden.

Luc: Yeah, this is the master plant garden of the center of Ricardo, with shamans. He learns the medicines with the master plants. He learns about many master plants. We have here a garden with a few samples, the most used master plants because they are generally used for the process for general disease, and for general learning because you have many other plants, like hundreds of master plants, and more than three thousand healing plants in the Amazon. You have some of these in Europe too. For example, in North America you have sage? It’s a master plant, really good. They use it in spiritual ceremonies for  cleaning the air, cleaning the body.

S: Yes, in the Native American Church they work with sage, cedar, tobacco, and other plants.

L: Yes, and in the normal church they use, what do you call it, incense. It’s not a plant but they use something to clean the air.

S: I wanted to ask you about some of things you were telling me earlier about how you develop a relationship with these master plants.

L: Yeah, you can learn from these plants. They have a personality. It’s something you learn when you diet with the plants. The diet is an energetic process to gain access to the energy of the plant. Every plant has energy, for example when you eat any plant, not for learning but to have the energy to live, you can access the energy and the knowledge. But for this you have to prepare your body and your mind, so you have to open the diet as they say. The diet is a process, so you don’t eat different kinds of food that have a lot of energy, like spices. You don’t eat meat because it’s brought inside. You don’t eat garlic, strong stuff, to not have strong energy, because all these smells are energies.

And then you start to diet with the plants. So we have here for example thirty plants. So, as everybody is different each plant is different. You have plants that are sensitive to your energy and will work with you. The shaman can see it when he drinks ayahuasca. He can see your energy.

S: Just to be clear, you told me earlier that the reason for not eating strong foods of the kind you just spoke about is because they overwhelm these sensitive plants? Can you just clarify that a little bit?

L: The energy of plants is sensitive. There are some strong plants to clean some strong stuff. For example garlic cleans the body really strong. If you diet, garlic cleans the energy of the master plants, so you don’t want to eat the garlic plant when you diet. Then when your body is clean you don’t have the energy of strong foods, strong smells. Then the sensitive energy of the plant can go inside you and not be blocked and can stay in you.

S: You told me some things about how they work with you. Can you elaborate on that?

L: Everything is energy, the energy of life. And the plants the same, they’re energy. When you open the diet her energy comes in you, like a fusion in your mind, and she teaches you. So, when you go into the forest, when you go to diet in a quiet place, you start to have dreams, and they become more and more strong, because the plants are cleaning your mind, every day cleaning, cleaning, cleaning. The process is one year to learn, but to clean we say sometimes fifteen days to three months. The dreams become more and more clear and then you see in the dreams that you’re not really strong. But with time you see better and you feel stronger in the dreams and then you can access the town. The plants have a town, like a city. It appears like this in your dreams. When you see the cities it’s your master plants. It’s a world. I can say that a master plant is like a God in his world. There are a lot of spirits living in his world.

I’m drinking Piñon Blanco now. It’s not really used much because it’s a plant that’s really pure and all of its world is pure energy. Plants are not only pure energy. You have some plants that are a bit dark in their energy. But this Piñon Blanco has the particularity to be pure, like only light when you go in vision.

S: You were speaking earlier about how that process works, how the plants communicate through dreams. Do you remember? One was how it shows you more about yourself, and also about the dark path and the light path and gives you that choice.

L: One of the things that’s really interesting when you start this process is that the plants teach you what is good and bad. This is the first thing they teach, and some plants teach you how to reach the good. That’s why some plants have a bit of a dark side, so you can say, no I don’t want that. And then you go to reach the light and learn. In your dreams we say that it’s a test. They test you to see what you will do. Then you remember, “Ah, in my dream I remember, I do this and I do this.”

S: If you are seduced by or choose these dark paths, it will still give you that, right? That’s what I hear anyway, that that’s what happens with these sorcerers and brujos, that they choose the dark path and they have some power with that.

L:  Yeah, that’s what happens in the world, some choose good, some choose bad. It’s the same with the plants.

S: It surprises me that the plants will actually help you become a bad person.

L: Yeah, this is really strange to understand for a human being but this is the way how it works. I think God does the world this way so the plants are subject to the same rules, the same universal set of rules. If you want to reach the good with the plants, you can do it. It’s a choice. Most of the people choose the good, no?

S: What else do the diet plants teach you?

L: The plants teach you first to control your mind, to get strength in your mind, strength in your heart. They teach you to love, to speak, to communicate with your mind with spirits. They teach you how to cure with those energies. They give you energies and then they teach you how to sing. When you go into your dreams, when you spend about six months in the forest, you can hear the spirits singing. It comes to you because you’re learning so you learn the songs of the plants. This is for learning medicine.

S: They also teach you how to understand what ayahuasca is showing you?

L: It’s not like teaching like we have. But since we are really well connected, you have in your dreams, you can be seated, really, it happens to me. You are seated, you have the master plants, like a human being, and they say, okay, listen to what I’m teaching you. But it’s not like you have something you write on paper and then you learn it. No, it’s teaching you in your mind to integrate things so you don’t have to repeat the same dream time after time in your mind. It’s because the plant is with you and the energy comes in you and it’s going to affect your way of thinking, your way of seeing the world. And then with ayahuasca you see the world of your master plants. And the master plants show you a lot of visions, a lot of things you have never seen in your life. And then she starts to interact with what you have in your mind, in your past. Sometimes you have conflict. You say, “I used to see the world like this, not like that.” You have some really strong feelings. Sometimes you cry because something is really strong or you feel pain because of the awful things that happen in the world. You become more sensitive. You learn to be more open to others, to understand the world more. You can learn everything.

So the plants finish cleaning you, because we have a lot of energy inside us, like good and bad. The plants come in you and clean your bad energy. For example I had a motorcycle accident. It injured the back of the neck and spine area. It’s compressed you know. This is an energy. I learned it’s not just something that hurts you. No, it’s an energy, it’s a bad energy in you, in your body. The plants can heal you of this, they’re cleaning you, cleaning this energy day after day.

S: Why is one year necessary?

L: This is the normal process to become a shaman.

S: If your intention is not to become a shaman can you learn enough from shorter diets?

L: Yeah, we say to learn in three months is a good time. But for cleaning, fifteen days you have a good cleaning. Because what is important is the way the shamans manage the energy of the plants. As I told you, the plants have both sides, so it’s good to work with shamans. You diet, sometimes you go a bit in the dark, the shaman says, “Take care, I sing and manage the good energy, I put the dark away and I put the good in you.”

S: So it’s essential to start the diet under the care of a really good shaman?

L: Yeah. Yes of course.

S: To open and close the diet right? But in the meantime you can go back to your own country and do what they call a social diet?

L: Yeah, but you have so much temptation [laughs], with food. During this time it’s better not to be with other people much. For example, if you pass three months here, I don’t know, maybe it’s like double in your country, because you’re more sensitive to the plants.

S: I think we’d better go back before I get eaten alive [by the mosquitos]. Thank you very much.

L: You’re welcome.

Iboga Interview—in three parts (audio version)

A few weeks ago (Mar. 2011,) I received an email informing me that two iboga ceremony leaders, Steve and Sean from Britain, would be coming to my area to lead a three-day healing ceremony with the iboga root, sometimes called “the wood.” I found this exciting news since Kanucas, my friend and spiritual elder from the Native American Church, had told me a couple of years ago that he and others had received a vision that ayahuasca, peyote, and iboga would play key roles in the global consciousness transformation. At the time I had no idea how this little-known plant would spread its footprint.

I was very pleased to be able to get in touch with Steve, who readily agreed to come over to my home with Sean for an in-depth interview on this remarkable spirit-plant medicine. I found them both sincere, knowledgeable, articulate, and engaging.

The interview lasted close to an hour and a half. I divided it into three roughly equal segments of a little under a half hour so listeners don’t have to swallow it all in one gulp. I hope you find it useful. For a short synopsis of the history and current use of iboga and its primary psychoactive alklaloid ibogaine, please read my article at this site. I also warmly invite comments. Here is the three-part interview. Enjoy, Stephen.

Iboga Interview Part One

Iboga Interview Part Two

Iboga Interview Part Three

Iboga Interview: text version

This is a near-vertabim transcript [cleaned up a few ums, aws, and unnecessary repetitions] of the three part audio interview I conducted with the two iboga ceremony leaders from Britain. As well as the introduction to the audio interviews, you might want to read my article, also at this site, Iboga: The Holy Wood Which Cares for Us. That article provides a good summary of the overall context of the iboga medicine that may help provide some background before you dive into the interview itself. As with the audio version, I’ve noted where each of the three parts begins and ends. As always, your comments and questions are invited.

Iboga Interview—in three parts:

Part One

Hello. My name is Stephen Gray and I’m sitting in my home this afternoon with two iboga ceremony leaders who have been doing this kind of work for quite a long time. I’m going to ask them to introduce themselves. First I’m going to call on Steve. Steve, if you would please say a little about your background and how you got to what you’re doing now.

Steve: Sure, I’m in my late fifties. My initial initiation was into meditation practice in the late 70s. That was my introduction to experiences outside of the normal worldly experiences. Previous to that I had also had some experience with psychedelics, but the very profound experiences I had with meditation took me to places far beyond where the LSD had taken me.

So I had that practice, then more than twenty years ago I started to work with ceremony with a number of different teachers. I went to Mexico and did a variety of ceremonies, including with psilocybin mushrooms. After that I was working mainly in Europe. My partner that I live with is a teacher of ceremonial medicine, that is, ceremony as medicine.

Then sometime in the last ten years I came across ayahuasca. I’ve probably done a couple of hundred ayahuasca ceremonies by now. About five or six years ago I met a group of French people through my friend Sean here who were working with iboga and had very strong connections with a shaman in Gabon. I worked as a helper in those ceremonies for a while.

Meanwhile, I was already running ayahuasca ceremonies in Europe with Sean. When the French people stopped doing ceremonies we looked at working with the iboga and thought, well, we have a lot of respect for it so we’ll just wait and see on this one. Very quickly we were joined by a French man who, as with Sean, had been out to Gabon and done an initiation. The three of us then started an iboga practice together. Now it’s just Sean and myself. We also have two or three people who will assist us when we’re working in various countries in Europe. And now we’ve been invited to Canada I’m very pleased to say.

Stephen: Thank you. And Sean, a brief explanation of how you got to what you’re doing now?

Sean: I’m not sure if there’s any brief explanation about this experience. It seems to be a life of many lives so far. So yes, I’m Sean. I was brought up as a Jehovah’s Witness as a child.

Stephen: I’m sorry to hear that. [laughter].

Sean: One of the teachings I was brought up with was that when I die the soul returns to dust with the body and that death is like an eternal sleep. So I figured, well, I enjoy sleeping so I’m going to go out there and do everything you’ve told me I shouldn’t do. I then spent about ten years trying to find myself through the extremes, through pushing myself to the extremes. Then at some point I smoked some DMT and had a realization that I had been basing my life on a belief system which was a lie, and that there was something far vaster than I had been led to believe. I had always had a strong calling before that, even whilst I was a Jehovah’s Witness, that I never really fit into that doctrine. I always sensed that my master was within me and that I was responding to that inner voice. So when I had the DMT experience it very much confirmed that sense.

My calling then started in earnest. I had already been working with substances, but more misguided. I’d been associating with a drug dealer and feeling a strong call from the plants but not quite understanding how to facilitate my practice. Around that time I felt a very strong calling to work with ayahausca and so I began to look for a practitioner working with ayahuasca that suited me. In the meantime I did a session with Salvia divinorum, the sage, and had a very intense experience with it. That was probably about twelve years ago. When I went to bed that night I had a dream that I was in the jungle. Some men took me to a clearing where a huge man was sitting. And he said to me, “Sean, when you do the ayahuasca, make sure you do it in a ceremonial setting.”

In the morning it was very clear to me. I began to look online to see who is working with ayahuasca in ceremony. I found the UDV and the Santo Daime, but the only group I could make contact with was the Santo Daime. A friend of mine tracked somebody down who was one of the organizers for a Santo Daime group in London, so I called him up and invited myself along.

I then went there and had an absolutely amazing session. When I went up to the altar afterward there was a photo of a huge black man, and it was the man I had seen in my dream. His name was Mestre Irineu, the founder of Santo Daime in Brazil.

All the pieces of the puzzle were now falling into place. I worked with the Santo Daime group for about five years. At the time we were a small group, fifteen to twenty-five. For the first three and half years I met with them regularly, every couple of weeks, drinking for two days at a time. But then the group began to expand and after I’d been with them for about five years I had an opportunity with Gaston, a teacher and friend who came back from France one day and told me he’d just had an amazing experience with this wood, with iboga. He told me he had bumped into someone he hadn’t seen in a long time. This guy had previously had some major issues he hadn’t been able to let go of. But now his face was completely transformed. Gaston asked this fellow what had happened to bring about such a transformation. He said he had done an iboga cure at the very place Gaston was about to lead a workshop. Struck by the synchronicity, Gaston went and did an iboga ceremony, now he was encouraging me to do the same.

So I jumped right in without really looking into it. The synchronicity of it was that I had just done a three month cleanse. On the last day of my cleanse I went to France and met all these French people, none of whom spoke English. Since I didn’t speak any French I couldn’t understand their attempts to explain things to me. So all I could do was relax into it and experience it through my heart, without my mind being able to come into it.

So I had this experience of meeting the wood and it was so happy to meet me. It was like, “Oh Shaun, it’s fantastic that you’ve come.” It was very happy that I’d been working with ayahuasca. It showed me something. It said, “Look, your head’s completely open to the astral, but you’ve got no connection to the earth. I’m making a tree with roots deep into the earth, your branches open to the heavens, and a clear channel for universal consciousness.” And this has been my experience.

So I had an absolutely awe-inspiring session with the wood that weekend. When I stepped away from it I realized it was such an amazing medicine, and so compatible with what I’d been receiving within the ayahuasca, that to be stepping into the wood now was grounding my practice into the physical and enabling me to realize that what I knew was within me was also all around me.

So I got speaking to the doctor who was running it and we arranged that I would start bringing people over from the ayahuasca community in the U.K. to do iboga sessions in France. For about a year and a half I took two groups of people over every month, sometimes up to ten people, taking them through all their preparation beforehand, then being there for the journey and the aftercare. Most of the people were very mature in their process, having been working with the ayahuasca, and then stepping into the wood.

After that I started bringing people over to the U.K. We had the French crew coming over too. We ran really big sessions with up to eleven people coming for the cure, up to twenty-five assisting, and sometimes up to twelve people sitting behind the altar.

It was about then that Steve and I began to work together within the wood. Steve was running the kitchen. I guess we were running the floor space. Whilst the French crew were doing the ceremonial bit we were dealing with the casualties [laughter].

Stephen: Maybe this is a good opportunity for me to ask you to describe how you do these ceremonies.

Steve: It’s a really clear design, if you like, for the ceremony. There’s a death and a rebirth. It’s three days and two nights. The first night is the death. During the middle day people are very much in the bardos. On the evening of that second day is when we need to start bringing people back, because if we don’t bring them back they can be gone for a long time. And sometimes it’s really difficult for people to find their way back. I’ve met people who have worked with this medicine on their own, not understanding how strong it was and how long the journey was. One guy told me, and this was a grounded guy, somebody who’d had a regular meditation practice for something like thirty years, but it took him two months to feel like he was back in his body. So it’s a serious business running an iboga ceremony.

So on that second night is when we bring people back, and we bring them back through dance.

Stephen: That’s similar to the way it’s done in West Africa isn’t it?

Steve: It is very similar, the components are very similar. It just makes sense. People leave their bodies basically, they’re working somewhere else. If you read the descriptions of the bardo, then this is the kind of place people are in for the whole of that second day.

Stephen: So just for clarification, they eat the medicine on the evening of the first day, and then throughout that first night and the next day they’re in the full grip of the medicine?

Steve: That’s right. They’re dead basically. Often the room is completely silent for hours.

Stephen: When you say they’re gone, if I were to interview people coming out of one of these ceremonies, would they say that they had an out of body experience? Would they say that they were truly gone into another realm and not in their bodies?

Steve: You’ll find, as with any other medicine, everybody has their own experience. But in general, yes, it’s the longest day of your life when you do that.

Sean: But still in a body, because the moment they open their eyes they’re conscious they’re in a body. And the thing with it is that they’re having their body restructured according to their intent, which is a really deep operation that takes place.

Stephen: Do they have to be conscious of their intention coming in and do you do intention sharing sessions?

Steve: Yeah. What we do is we make sure everybody has a full consultation, first of all to find out if it’s okay for these people to actually come into a ceremony. Some people won’t be even suitable to come and work with us. We may speak with someone on the phone ahead of time for an hour or so to really get through to, why, how have you been pulled in toward this experience. We really want to get to know them.

Stephen: How often would you actually have to turn someone away based on that initial consultation?

Sean: What tends to happen is that when we do the consultation it’s the recognition that what’s happening within that consultation is that the presence of the wood is stepping into them. The presence starts to speak to them through their reality. The consultation is a reading as well. We basically introduce them to the wood through the consultation. It often happens for psychic people. While we’re having the conversation they’ll say, “There’s this extremely large black man who’s just walked into my living room. He’s sitting here with me. Has he got anything to do with you?”

Stephen: So by the time they’re done with this phone consultation they’ve pretty much answered their own question as to whether or not they’re ready for this work?

Sean: Well, kind of. The thing is it’s about self-enquiry. So, who are you and why do you feel called to do this work.

Stephen: My experience with ayahuasca ceremonies is that it’s difficult for a lot of us to really identify what our true intention is. We come in with a bunch of different needs. Do you find that challenging to bring people to where they’re really clear about what their intention is?

Steve: That’s why it’s important to have the conversation some weeks before the ceremony ideally, though it’s not always the case that’s it’s needed. But sometimes it is because as soon as they begin the consultation that’s the step. It’s like they’ve said, “Yes, I want to do this.” And that’s when the iboga becomes present for them. They will begin to have things come to the surface and it will be quite challenging for some people. But usually between that time and the actual ceremony—and usually, in fact almost always now, they get another short consultation just before the ceremony where we’re just trying to clarify things for them. But my own experience was that I had all these different aspects of my life which I knew I wanted to change. But I also understood, they were like branches of a tree and there was one main root. So by the time they come to the ceremony people are pretty clear about what the root is. From that point on, once they have spoken their intent and they’re clear about it, it’s just, relax. Relax and allow the plant to come in and do the work that needs to be done. You don’t have to do anything. You can just lie back and allow the plant to do its work, and know that it’s under the direction of your higher self.

Stephen: Does it tend to come on slowly? For example, ayahuasca can sometimes come on like a freight train and just bowl you over. It can be very difficult for people to ride with that at the beginning and that’s where the shaman’s songs and intervention can come in to help people through that period.

Steve: Sure, but iboga is very different from the ayahuasca though, it’s a very different experience. There isn’t much wiggle room with the iboga. Once you’re in there, you’re on the fast train. And there’s no getting off [laughs].

Sean: I think just to mention as well that with the consultation, my experience of the bwiti, which is the energy that we’re working with . . .

Stephen: The bwiti, by the way, most people probably don’t know, is the name of the religion practiced by perhaps two to three million people in Gabon and surrounding areas. Is that correct?

Sean: Yes. My own personal experience of the bwiti is that I experience my essence as emptiness and my life practice and my ceremonial practice is one of nothingness. I’m letting go into nothingness and as I’m letting go into nothingness I’m letting go of everything. All the aspects that arise I’m letting go of. And when that happens there’s a pure intelligence which is emanating from nothingness. And then this pure intelligence is able to potentiate through me. My experience is that bwiti and this pure intelligence is the same expression.

So when I’m working with iboga, I experience that iboga is the channel that grounds me into bwiti. When people come and have a consultation it’s this relationship with the bwiti that they’re coming into. The bwiti starts to speak to them through their reality, and it brings to the surface all those aspects where they’re not grounded, all those parts of their lives that they don’t take responsibility for. It brings all that up to the surface so we get to see the leaves and we get to see the shoot of the weed.

This all happens once they’ve had their consultation and they’ve stepped back into their reality, but still during that time before they come to the ceremony. So again, all the aspects that keep them in their experience of separation come up to the surface. All the suffering comes up to the surface, all the fear comes up to the surface. Maybe they’re not so experienced with the spiritual journey. Then we’ll get them to record it, to write it down. Then once you’ve got it all down you begin to see that underneath all the suffering is a root. And it’s that root that we’re looking for.

So then by the time people come in for the session they already know the expression of the wood. They know how this presence is speaking to them. They know what it is that they’re letting go of, and they know what it is that they’re letting go into.

Stephen: Fascinating. This is the end of Part One. We’ll continue with the second part.

Part Two

Stephen: Hello again. We were talking about the ceremonies. I’m going to start this session by asking Steve about how the medicine is actually prepared and taken.

Steve: We use the medicine in a form that’s ground up. It’s kind of like sawdust. It’s literally the bark of the root. It’s just a layer of the root of the plant. We usually receive bigger chunks of this root bark and put it through a kind of coffee grinder. It’s just easier to work with in that state.

We step people into the experience gradually. They’ll have a spoonful of the bark every hour during the first night until they’ve reached what is very obviously their personal dose. That might be two doses or it might be twelve doses. We usually get people to wet their mouths first.  Then they just take the spoonful into their mouths, swallow it, wash it down with some water. There’s no problem with water with iboga.

Stephen: Do people fast before ceremonies and if so, for how long?

Steve: Yeah, We give them a plan, like the week before. We ask them to watch what they’re eating, especially stimulants. We ask them not to take anything which is going to alter their state of mind. That includes alcohol of course, probably alcohol more than anything else. [laughs]

Sean: What tends to happen beforehand is that people’s resistance is coming up. So quite often before they come in and do the wood, the part of them that tries to escape into another experience will come up in intensity. So sometimes people with addictions, like smoking weed, the pull will be strong in the days leading up to the ceremony. We say to people, in the week leading into it, look, you’re sweeping out the temple. At the same time, when these aspects that they’re struggling with come up to the surface, we ask them to be conscious of them.

Stephen: Ayahuasca is said to react with particular foods. For example, you may be asked to avoid pork, sugar, alcohol, salt etc. for some days before a ceremony. That’s not so with iboga?

Steve: No, and you know, even with the ayahuasca, we’ve done hundreds of ceremonies. Some of these rules and laws are to do with a particular path or a particular person’s practice with the plant. So you should follow those guidelines if you’re working with that person or on that path. But some of these rules and laws you hear about aren’t hard and fast.

I know a very good story of someone who went off and had a beautiful lunch and a couple of glasses of wine. When he got back to the house his friend said, “Are you ready for the ayahuasca work, we’re going now?” And he responded, “What, today?” But then he had absolutely no ill effects whatsoever. It’s just one story but there are lots like it.

Stephen: So coming back to the iboga ceremony, you start on the evening of the first day and give people a spoonful of medicine every hour until they reach the appropriate place for them. What happens from there?

Sean: I usually give the wood out. We do it step by step. We do one dose, and then a half hour later another dose, and then one every hour. But what often happens for people beforehand is that when we do the pre-consultation, we have a chat with everybody individually just before the session to see what’s happened for them, what they’re asking for, and what are their sensitivities. Often people say, “When I drink ayahuasca I have to drink a lot. I’ve been drinking for ages and I look around and see others getting sick but I’m not getting sick. So give me a lot of wood and I’ll be able to hold it down.”  Then there are those with physical sensitivities. You kind of know you need a sensitive approach with them. Okay, small doses and we’ll see where you go. But when we step into the session the wood takes over. Quite often the people who think they need to eat a lot will start throwing up after two or three spoons, while the people who are supposed to be very sensitive and not able to eat a lot will end up eating more than everybody else. So we’re just taking them to their reset point.

Stephen: Is throwing up with iboga similar to the way ayahuasca functions as a purgative, expelling mental and physical toxins?

Sean: The approach is that they’re coming here to let go of their suffering. They’re expressing their intent and the plant is then using their intent to restructure their DNA accordingly. So what’s happening on the first night is that the plant is taking them to the root of their suffering, whenever the suffering happened, whenever it was that they lost their innocent fascination with what is and began to identify with what the mind is saying.

Stephen: In your experience, is that often one traumatic event, or is it an accumulation of a series of events that happened when they were quite young?

Steve: It can be any combination.

Sean: It’s getting right back down to the original event. On a core level you have a recognition of what your consciousness was at the time, the consciousness of the beings who are with you, and how this event permeates through all the layers of consciousness informing your reality now. And when you have a recognition of the core level—we’re not talking about a conscious level—the plant pulls the root out. When the root comes out, everything comes out, and then it’s possible to have quite an explosive purge.

Steve: And often more explosive than you get with ayahuasca.

Stephen: I’ve read descriptions from several people of experiencing it as if a movie screen has been pulled down in front of you and you actually see visual memories of where you turned away from, as you say, what is, or from the innocence of being open to life. Is that your experience? Do people actually visually connect or have specific, distinct memories?

Steve: You may have heard people talk about near death experiences, where your whole life flashes in front of you. For many people it’s like that, and it is like a movie going on of all those events. Deep memories are being brought up to the surface. It’s as real as real.

Sean: But that’s not necessarily the case for everyone. We’ll have, say, twelve people in a session and maybe two or three will go into deep visionary states. For most people this is happening on such a deep level that on a conscious level they are feeling very much as if they’re having a death process. All their resistance is coming to the surface. They’re physically uncomfortable.

In my experience what tends to happen is that people sometimes get a little bit fixated on the visions. And then they start thinking, “Oh, I’m not receiving the visions and everybody else probably is.” Then they start giving energy to thought forms that this process hasn’t actually worked for them. So the way we introduce it is that part of the thing with it being a death state is that everything that comes to the surface is approached as a thought form. If for example there’s physical discomfort, ah, there is sickness, there is nausea. So drop back into the breath and allow the experience to be as it is. Then through that allowing, the plant is able to go in and pull that root up from even deeper.

It’s a little bit different from ayahuasca in that when we’re working a process with ayahuasca and someone comes with a focused intent and their intention is to open a pathway to spirit, and the ayahuasca is then going down that pathway and bringing that intent up to the surface. Then the person can experience the thoughts that are attached to that intent. And then they may feel the emotions attached to it, and then they may feel it on the physical side as the plant pulls the root to the surface. Then after a while the root comes out, and, whoosh, it’s out.

But that’s not naturally the case with the wood. It doesn’t deal with the issues quite like that You can have a really deep purge on the first night, but quite often people will eat wood all night and the wood may be stepping into them and going, “uh-oh, you sure need grounding man.” So maybe they don’t have a purge and they don’t have that experience of the root coming out.

But that’s not to say that they’re not accessing a deep process. That’s not to say the wood isn’t working. It’s still working but sometimes they need to cook for longer.

Steve: And when you work with us it’s a thirty-three day ceremony. We have three days when we’re all day, but then for the following thirty days, again, it’s no drugs, no alcohol, just really being in recognition of the experience they’re having each day. It continues to work. It continues to unfold and things fall away. After the thirty days is when you really know, “This has really grounded me.”

Speaking from experience, I did my first ceremony with iboga in late spring, and it was the best summer of my life. I had never felt so grounded. So it’s far more than just the three days. When people come to work with us they’re coming with a serious intention to change things.

Stephen: During that first night, when people are having difficulty, when resistance comes up and that sort of thing, to what extent do you guys get involved and work with them?

Steve: We have to do very little. The iboga does most of the work.

Stephen: For example, again, in some ayahuasca ceremonies, I’ve been told by ayahuasqueros that when they’re tuning into the individuals in the room and they see that someone is struggling, then they have certain kinds of songs that they bring through that help the person through that difficulty. But you’re not so actively interventionist?

Steve: We don’t need to because the space we’re holding is a space in which they can do their own work. We’re not holding the belief that we have to help them. And so we don’t have to. It’s a light filled space. It’s a totally light filled space. People are adults and they’re able to do their own work.

If we were working with people with serious drug addictions, like the clinics, there often is a need for intervention. But we very rarely have to intervene. When we work with ayahuasca, much more often is there a need to step in and do something. But it’s a different medicine. When you take your dose of ayahuasca, four or five hours later it’s wearing off or it’s worn off. You take the iboga and you’re on a long, long journey. It’s a more focused and powerful experience is some ways.

Sean: The people who come to work with us are already taking responsibility for themselves. If they aren’t already taking responsibility for themselves we’ll work with them with ayahuasca first.

Steve: Or we’ll recommend some other kind of medicine or ceremonial work beforehand. We’re quite happy to say to somebody, “Well, you need to go and do this first.”

Stephen: I’m getting the sense that you see ayahuasca as a step toward iboga. Is that so?

Steve: Well, they’re two very different medicines. Ayahuasca is much more forgiving. It’s a much more flowing, feminine experience, whereas the iboga is very focused, very male energy. This means that if it’s necessary for somebody to do some work before they come and experience the iboga, then often the ayahuasca is a good thing to send them to. But sometimes we may suggest to someone that he go on a ten-day retreat, for example. It’s horses for courses if you know that expression, although in this situation I think we’re saying it’s the right course for the particular horse.

Stephen: So you two sit through the night and the day with them?

Steve: We do, yeah.

Stephen: And you take a small amount of the iboga?

Steve: Just a little bit to connect.

Sean: To jump back to the ayahuasca: the wood is such a big journey, and it’s about taking responsibility, and not everybody is ready to take responsibility. That’s why we work with stillness. When we’re working in quiet, with the nothingness, there’s no compromise, because we’re having to let go of everything. But not everybody is ready to let go into the stillness. In a way it’s easier to do that with ayahuasca. The ayahuasca is a dance, it’s facilitating spiritual awakening, and when we’re working in stillness with it, we find that people are coming looking for themselves. And through the ayahuasca they find that everything they’ve been searching for is already within them and has always been present.

So the journey with ayahuasca is very much the experience of transcending their suffering in their death states. They’re coming into trust and it’s a trust that comes from knowing that everything is perfect. There’s nothing to heal, there’s nothing to change. They can just let go and trust.

When they come from this experience, stepping into the wood is a natural next step because now they’re coming to the conscious practice of transcending their suffering whilst they’re in the death state. So while ayahuasca is teaching us how to die, iboga is teaching us how to live.

Steve: That’s an expression that’s been around for a long time, that ayahuasca teaches you how to die and iboga teaches you how to live. With iboga it’s absolutely necessary to be able to let go, so the ayahuasca is good training.

Stephen: That’s why I keep coming back to the question of how people can actually move through the resistance. And it sounds like part of the answer is that you try to steer people away from it if you get a sense they’re not ready for it.

Steve: Yeah, absolutely, And what you’re letting yourself in for then as people who are running a practice, running ceremonies, is that if we mixed up people who are very grounded, who have come with a very clear intent to do with their spiritual purpose in life, if we lay them next to somebody who’s trying to get off of cocaine, who’s going through all kinds of torment, it’s just not appropriate. So we let the people who are running clinics, who can spend several days detoxifying people, and then after the iboga, several days looking after them, integrating, we let them look after those people who are in real difficulty. So as you say, the people who come to work with us are well prepared.

Stephen: Before I move onto some other questions I have in mind, is there anything about the way that you work with iboga that we haven’t covered that you would like to have communicated? Just in general, like what’s important for people to know if they’re considering looking into this.

Sean: We call it an iboga awakening. What we usually do with people who come to do the sessions is we get them reading Eckhart Tolle’s work. We usually have them read A New Earth before they come. With iboga you really come to terms with what the pain body is and Tolle uses a very easy language for enlightenment. Then when people come to do the session we can use that kind of language with them.

They’re coming to do a practice of presence and we introduce the whole weekend as a practice. We’re doing this practice together and just letting go of everything. We just eat the wood and allow it to do its work.

Steve: And the other key thing to say is that people are working through the ceremony, and at some point during the ceremony or at some point afterward they reach this natural state, which is a state of stillness. Almost without fail that’s what happens, that’s where people land.

Stephen: Do you do any follow-up with people? Are you aware, for example, of how that state holds up for people in a year or two?

Steve: I would say it does. We’re in touch with a lot of people and usually we have people coming who came through those who’ve already done the ceremony.

Sean: The thing with introducing people to Eckhart behorehand is that most of them are quite familiar with the practices. On the first night I come around and check on everybody, and if anyone is having any difficulty, getting distracted by their story or whatever, we just provide a moment, almost like a satsang, a little chat or reflection in case they’ve forgotten their intention. And we just bring them back into the prayer again.

Stephen: So then is there a change as it gets into the next day? They’re just lying down still, right?

Sean: Yeah, there’s an intensity on the first night. It’s very noticeably the death. And we carry on eating til about dawn. Then in the morning there tends to be more of a density of experience. They’re much deeper in the death state, they’re in the bardo state, and it’s the land of the hungry ghosts. None of their thoughts are able to find satisfaction. They’re not comfortable.

It’s the valley of death, the first part of the morning.

Then as we start to transition through the day, we start to move into the stillness, and the iboga is grounding us into that space between thought and bringing that experience up to the surface. As we move through the day there’s a transition, from a death state with a lot of mind going on, to a really deep experience of stillness that comes in the afternoon. Sometimes people will still be deep in the death state but usually most of the group, as it comes into the afternoon, will have begun to transition into this deep place of stillness and then rebirth.

Stephen: We’ll take a pause here to allow listeners to digest all this in somewhat bite-sized chunks, then we’ll continue with the third and final segment.

Part Three

Stephen: Welcome back. We were speaking about how the ceremony unfolds and Sean was more or less in the middle of describing more about that.

Sean: We were talking about the middle day, but just to mention that first night when I’m working with the wood. It’s like having lots of different pots on the gas. The wood is very clear with each person on where they are with their journey, whether I need to be turning the gas up and giving them bigger doses, or turning it down and giving them smaller doses to enable them to have a longer cook before they come up to heat.

Stephen: Sean, early in our conversation you alluded to the fact that they spirit of the wood is working through you. You were speaking at that point about the consultation process. Am I correct in assuming that this is also occurring during the ceremony, that the wood is feeding you information about the participants?

Sean: Yes, that’s right. And we’re kind of holding that space free of direction. We’re in the practice of presence and we’re in that space where we’re not giving any energy to any thought whatsoever. So then everything that needs to come through comes through in the moment. We’re holding the space and in holding that place of stillness we’re leaving the space for spirit to step through and take care of whatever needs to be taken care of.

Stephen: Do you experience it that way as well Steve.

Steve: Yeah, for sure. It’s good that you mentioned the connection to spirit beforehand because it seems to be quite common for people to strongly experience the presence of the iboga plant spirit before they come to the ceremony. It happened for me. It was about a week before the ceremony. I’m not someone who has a lot of visions or is a very visual person, but I suddenly found myself surrounded by Pygmies one afternoon. I just glanced and there were Pygmies all around me.

Stephen: You were not under the influence of any substance and this was daytime and your eyes were open?

Steve: Well it was after an ayahuasca ceremony, so I was more open to the other dimensions of activity than perhaps I would normally be. As with Sean’s story about the black man walking in while they’re chatting on the phone, these things are happening all the time.

Sean: And if for some reason this work isn’t appropriate for someone, then something will happen in the weeks leading up to the session to make it blatantly clear that this is not appropriate for them. Or there’ll be such a level of process come up for them that they’ll see that they’re just not ready. Then they’ll get in touch with us and we’ll have another conversation. We’ll keep them on the mailing list, and then at a later stage when they feel they’re ready, they’ll get in touch with us again and we’ll do another consultation.

Stephen: We were speaking earlier about how things move through that middle day. Could you talk more about that please?

Sean: We spoke a little about the death state in the morning. So we’ve had a density of being which has moved through the day. And even though we’re not eating wood on the second day, it’s unmistakably part of the journey. We’re doing the whole weekend as a practice, and though people do have an opportunity to go outside and get a little air, for the most part they’re just lying down and they’re moving through this territory. They’re moving from the density of the deep death state, moving through into the life state. And as they’re moving into their life state they’re experiencing what it is to be grounded. The gift of the wood is that it’s grounding us into the space between thought. And the space between thought is more of an experience than a concept.

As we move through into the afternoon this experience starts to be shared. It’s an amazing time to be sitting in stillness. Some people will still be quite deep in the death state and not sure what’s going on while others will already be starting to feel that stillness in the afternoon. Usually by the time we move into the evening of the second day a shift has taken place. Everybody feels it. Now we’re moving into the rebirth. Whereas on the first night that wood was channeling us into our death state, now that same wood is channeling us into dancing.

Stephen: Before the dancing there’s a meal right? I imagine that would help ground people.

Steve: It does. It also has a symbolic purpose. It marks the stage where we’re moving into the rebirth. This is a little bit of food, a little bit of energy for the journey back down the mountain.

Stephen: Do people have much of an appetite by then?

Steve: Not usually but sometimes they do. Sometimes people are still feeling very nauseous. But we get everybody to at least eat a little bit so that they’re all woven in together for the next step. Because it really is like bringing people back down from the mountain and everybody has to come with us.

That’s why we use the dance. After the meal there’s a bit of time to relax, then everybody’s up, I do some drumming, and we dance. That carries on for two to three hours minimum. We also use recordings of magonga [a kind of mouth bow] music from equatorial Africa.

Sean: We have some excellent music. We have one CD that starts off a bit slower—the thing in bwiti is that life is a journey—and so we start the journey off in small steps. And bwiti loves to dance. So we start in small steps. We’ve got this guy who’s like the Jimi Hendrix of the bwiti world. [laughter].

Steve: And all this time I’m working with a frame drum and I can dance with it, so I’m moving around with everybody and Shaun is too. We’re looking around and we only stop the dancing when we feel very comfortable that everybody is where they need to be. Once we’re in that place people are absolutely ready to then just lie down and be in a very peaceful, still space through the night. Some people will sleep, some people won’t sleep.

Then the next morning we ask everybody to take a shower, put fresh clothes on because they’ve lying there in those same clothes for two days.  We have some breakfast, we come back together as a circle, we sit in meditation for a little while, and then we dance a bit more. That last dance session is important because that’s when we get to look around the circle and just check where everybody is. Then we have a talking circle and people have the opportunity to speak about their experience. But usually not very much is said. Usually people have had such a profound experience that—occasionally there are people who want to reel off a lot of detail—but usually it’s quite brief and to the point. Before we do the talking circle we encourage people not to talk about their experiences, ideally, for the thirty days after the ceremony. The reason for this is, how easy is it to fix a story. As soon as you’ve told that story you’re not sitting in the experience, you’re just reeling the story off from the last time. It’s almost like you’ve closed the book. Whereas if you don’t talk about it to others, if you just stay open, stay with the experience, then, bearing in mind that you’ve passed through so many different states of consciousness during this journey, you are allowing the time for those memories to come back to the surface.

So then bits of the jigsaw puzzle will be coming up into your consciousness, your everyday experience, as you are working your way through those thirty days after the ceremony. You talk to somebody thirty days later and they’re going to give you such a different picture, a much fuller picture. We always say that the proof of the work is the everyday life after the ceremony. You don’t ground everything there in the ceremony. You ground it by allowing the experience to stay present with you over the days and the weeks afterward.

Sean: You don’t actually have much choice for the period afterward, for those thirty days, because you kind of have to be conscious. What happens is that you come out the other side and your DNA has been restructured according to your intent. So you come out, you have these thirty days, and this is where the work really starts, because now you’ve been grounded, you’ve been grounded into the earth and it’s as if somebody’s pulled the thought switch, and you’ve dropped into this place of stillness.

Stephen: Apart from not talking about the experience, what other advice do you send people away with for how to manage that period of time?

Sean: I tell them, “You’re stepping into an awakened state of being, you’ve been grounded, you’ve done a death, accessed the line of your ancestors, and a rebirth. This ceremony grounds itself into your life. The first part that gets grounded is the death. What happens with the death is that all those aspects that came to the surface before your session, all those aspects where you were ungrounded, all those aspects where you get immediately sucked into an experience, all those aspects that you judge, they start to come up again afterwards. They come up in different voices, different expressions over that month, but it’s that same experience that’s come up before.

But now what’s happened is that you’re grounded. So this experience comes in and you’re able to see it. There’s a recognition, “Ah, of course.”  And now, because you’re grounded, there isn’t the same tendency to get drawn straight into it. Now there’s a part of you that’s able to witness it.”

Stephen: That’s essentially exactly the way I’ve been taught that basic mindfulness/awareness meditation works, that you begin to identify with the space surrounding those events that arise in your mind rather than just being those things and being lost in them, or, as we used to say, going solid on them.

Sean: Hmm, yeah. And it’s quite interesting because there’s a space now where you’re not just witnessing the experience, you’re allowing the experience to be as well.

Steve: It’s like a big, open channel.

Sean: So now you’re having an opportunity to come into acknowledgement, allowing that experience to come up to the surface. You’re not trying to hit the remote control and change the channel. And by allowing the experience to come up and be seen as it is, then you start to see the roots. And of course the understanding comes from not wanting to understand. So now, instead of having an intellectual insight from the weekend, maybe on the first night, of what it was all about, you’re having the opportunity of experiencing it as your living truth.

This is where it can start to get a little bit tricky for people. It’s like having a Zen master living inside your head. If your story comes up into your head and your sitting there with your master and you get distracted by what’s going on out the window in the dream, and you forget that it is a dream, then the Zen master comes along and bops you on the head with a stick. In that moment you go, “Ah, of course!”  The iboga is doing that as well, but it’s not using a stick to hit you on the head with, it’s using your reality.

So, it brings the experience up to the surface and if you identify with it and project it out it’s going to come back. You know, you project it out, you get drawn into it for a way, then you realize, “Ah, I’ve just been caught in my pattern again.” Then you drop back into experience and a little while later, not a week down the line, but really soon, it’s going to come back.  But this time it’s going to be twice as big and it’s going to hit you in the face. And if you project it out again, three times as big.

Stephen: This is a common experience you’ve seen with people in that follow-up period after the ceremonies?

Sean: Yeah.

Steve: I wouldn’t necessarily describe it in the same way but I understand what Sean means. It’s like that. Once you’ve experienced a different state, then the old state comes back to try and reinstate itself, and then there’s a clash, unless you’re really awake and aware and you can just let it pass straight through.

Sean: What the wood’s doing is bringing us to that place where we haven’t been able to push through on our own. Now it’s pushing us through and saying, “No, you’re not looking. Pay attention. Look again.”  And if you’re really in denial of it, after a while it starts to get ridiculous. Then you have to laugh, and when you laugh you realize you’re laughing with this presence, this presence is laughing with you.

It’s not so much an experience of letting go of your suffering, not like pulling the plug and down your suffering goes. Instead, it’s more like letting go into your suffering.

Stephen: To broaden things out a little as we near the close, I’m wondering if either of you have anything to say about how iboga is part of the larger picture of global consciousness transformation, how it’s spreading and developing etcetera.

Steve: Well, I don’t think I have much to say about that to be honest. I mean, I could, but it’s all just speculation. All I can say for sure is that we are being invited to more and more places to do this work. As far as there being a limit to the medicine, all resources on this planet have some kind of limitation on them but I really don’t see it as an issue these days.

Stephen: Are you aware of very many people doing what you do?

Steve: Not that many, whereas if you’re looking at ayahuasca, even just in this geographical area [Pacific Northwest in U.S. and Canada] I’ve been told that there are many groups.  Not so many with iboga, but then you have to have had the opportunity to work with it in the first place. That hasn’t been so easy. Even going to Africa, it’s not straightforward. It can be a very difficult place to go. You don’t know what you’re going to find. This is based on direct feedback. I didn’t go to Gabon. Sean went to Gabon and quite a few other people I know have been there. Some people came back really with the plant spirit, and other people came back, in a way with the plant spirit, but actually with more problems than they went away with. There’s lots of sorcery, black magic, arrows flying about, just as there are in South America. Anyone will tell you that, that a lot of the shamans out in the wilder areas are really not holding their space at all. There’s so much ego present, and it’s the same in Africa. So you have to be really careful when you go and work with strong medicines in these environments.

Sean: I have to say that when we first started we used to have a lot more people who were into energizing their suffering. People who work with us now, for the most part, are into their awakened state. Last year the reflection came up that people were getting used to the fact that we’re now living in a polar shift and that all their future concepts had now gone out the window. And there was a degree of anxiety and fear about what was now going to happen. But the experience we’re having now that’s coming up to the surface is more one of excitement, of the expectation of the potential of being an awakened being in this current time and place.

Steve: And for sure, if you’ve been called in, the plant is happy to work with you wherever you are. There’s no issue between the different plants either. You can be in an ayahuasca ceremony and “Oh, here’s the iboga plant spirit standing next to me.” So we’re seeing it as a very open, anything is possible world at this point in time.

Sean: And the other energy that comes up quite a lot is the Mexican Prince of Flowers. I think they call him Xochipilli. He had a prophecy way back that at some point in the future all the plants would start to merge.  We really do experience that, a deep merging of all the medicine plants.

Steve: With all the religions and all the spiritual paths everybody is opening up to everybody else. We’re happy to admit that we’re not performing an African ceremony here, but we’re working with an African plant. We’re open about that. We’re not trying to imitate anything here. We’re working with what’s come to us. It’s like working with what works. If it works, work with it.

Stephen: My impression is that you’ve both come to this point where you are now in an organic way of following wise inner promptings and the guidance of the medicine. You seem to be doing it with integrity, care, and responsibility. It feels pretty good to me. I’d be happy to come to one of your ceremonies so I hope you come back.

Steve: We do instill a very deep feeling of trust amongst the people we work with.

Stephen: Thank you very much gentlemen and keep up the good work.

Iboga: The Holy Wood Which Cares for Us.

We were sitting on the porch one morning after a meeting when Kanucas, my friend and a spiritual elder in the Native American Church, began speaking about a recent journey he’d made connecting him to leaders from other indigenous spirit-medicine traditions. He told us that a shared vision is arising from these cross-cultural wisdom keepers, a vision that indicates a leading role in the healing and awakening process for three particular plants: peyote, ayahuasca, and—to my surprise—iboga.

Peyote is used in ceremonial and healing work in many indigenous communities from Mexico to Canada, and ayahuasca is now spreading, through the work of the syncretic churches as well as the shamanic lineages, from its traditional Amazonian base throughout the Americas, Europe, and parts of Australia (so far.) But iboga? As far as I knew its use was limited to the religious and healing ceremonies of an obscure indigenous sect living in the jungles of equatorial western Africa as well as a few lone researchers in the west who had had some interesting successes using synthesized ibogaine in the treatment of drug addiction.

I originally wrote this chapter to include in my book Returning to Sacred World but changed my mind because of my lack of personal experience with the medicine. Since then, three or four years ago, there have been signs of the activation of the above mentioned vision about the spread of iboga. As with ayahuasca, non-Natives are learning to work with the medicine and guide people in ceremonies. The information here is condensed from my research. With the possibility that iboga use may be about to grow rapidly, it felt like a good time to help disseminate some reliable information on the medicine.

At this juncture, setting oneself up with an opportunity to take iboga or ibogaine is no easy task, and not an undertaking to be treated lightly. You can seek out and apply to one of the therapy oriented organizations using it in several countries (not the U.S.) for addiction treatment, programs that may cost anywhere from $3,000 to $15,000 plus travel expenses. You could also fly to Gabon or Cameroon and look for a bwiti community who will initiate you. Such an excursion will also set you back a few thousand dollars. The new non-Native ceremonies appear to be coming mainly from Europe and are just now breaching the shores of North America. This doorway in may be the most accessible and affordable for most people interested in meeting this medicine.

Inspired by Kanucas’ story, I began to research iboga and became quickly impressed, in fact much more than impressed, by its unique and powerful action. It’s not for nothing that the word iboga comes from a verb in the Tsogo language, “boghaga,” meaning “to care for.” To provide some context for the discussion to follow allow me first to take you briefly to Africa for a little background.

Iboga, the sacred root, the “Holy Wood” as it’s sometimes described in its traditional locale, is taken from the root, particularly the root bark, of the eboga bush, an apocynaceous shrub that grows to about four feet tall in forests of western equatorial Africa. Those groups who use it in their ceremonial and healing work also cultivate the shrub in open village courtyards.

It’s generally agreed by the people of the region that the Pygmies of the area were the first to discover iboga’s capabilities and that it was used by them for perhaps thousands of years before other groups learned of its powers. The European explorers and interlopers had noticed iboga as early as the beginning of the nineteenth century. As a kind of aside, in a classic irony, the interference of colonial authorities and entrepreneurs served to spread the knowledge of the sacred root throughout the region. Repression of religious practices and forced movement of labor threw people from many tribes into contact with each other and united them in determination to preserve and disseminate their practices. That sequence of events closely mirrors the process by which many tribes in the western United States discovered the ceremonial use of peyote.

The most common use of iboga now takes place in the context of the rituals of the bwiti religion. Along with its ancient historical ‘roots’ and long-standing traditions, bwiti, like other indigenous religions, has in some areas become blended with the Christian iconography brought by the Europeans. Currently there are estimated to be two to three million people, mainly in Gabon, Cameroon, and Congo, engaged with communities using iboga as its central sacrament. Though not totally without controversy, it’s fully legal to use iboga in these countries. It’s even been praised as a national treasure by Omar Bongo, the recently deceased President of Gabon (try that in the U.S!).

Like practices from around the world involving the use of entheogenic plants, the rituals in which iboga is employed are highly developed and detailed. Unlike with most other plant medicine practices, a strong dose of iboga is generally given only once in the life of an initiate, or banzi. This event is usually described as an initiation, and depending on the particular community and variation of bwiti, may typically be for boys and girls between ages eight and thirteen, or, in other places, available to people of any age. Bwiti communities hold ceremonies for a number of other purposes—healing work and important community celebrations and rituals—but except in rare circumstances a banzi will never again ingest anywhere near the large quantities of iboga he or she has taken in the initiation ceremony. From then on the banzi will only eat small amounts of iboga to stay alert and relaxed during all-night ceremonies.

The initiation ceremony in itself is an elaborate and life-changing event like nothing else. Again, there are numerous variations, with one group for example, Dissumba, conducting an initiation procedure that usually lasts anywhere from a week to a month. A three-day initiation similar in general to the one described below, however, is the most commonly practiced form of the ritual. There’s an excellent, detailed description of this version by Agnès Paicheler in the informative book Iboga: The Visionary Root of African Shamanism (2007) by Ravalec, Paicheler, and Mallendi.

Careful preparation is necessary prior to the actual initiation. The would-be initiate is required to obtain a number of articles to be employed in the ceremony, such items as loincloths for all those participating, powders for face paint, a mat to rest on (and ‘travel’ from), and several symbolic ritual objects. Similar to other ceremonies, such as with ayahuasca, there may be dietary and lifestyle restrictions in the day or weeks preceding the ceremony.

The first day of the initiation is considered a day of purification and further preparation for the soul journeying to take place. The initiate may be taken into the forest to collect the fresh iboga root and other plants used in the ritual, and then led through several other preparatory practices before being administered a small serving of iboga. This quantity acts to sharpen insight, improve stamina, and open the initiate to a frank discussion or confession with the guide, the nganga. A frequent aspect of this first ingestion involves vomiting, which functions to purify and detoxify in a manner similar to that in ayahuasca ceremonies.

On the second day the initiate ingests a massive quantity of iboga. A number of those experienced with iboga and ibogaine have said that a difference between iboga and other entheogens is that iboga focuses the journeyer very definitely and powerfully toward a direct encounter with his or her own unconscious, toward the specific, charged, and unresolved contents of his own library of memories. Western scientific studies have shown that the EEG readings taken from people experiencing iboga-induced visions are greatly similar to those experienced during REM sleep. The key differences are that while the dreams occurring in REM sleep are very brief and the information, as everyone knows, notoriously slippery to the grasp of recall and interpretation, the iboga visions last for hours and occur while the participant is fully lucid and said to be able to view the uncovered material in an impartial manner. As an aside, there is a distinct similarity in that regard to the effects of MDMA in therapeutic settings.

Numerous people have described the onset of these visions as very much akin to having a movie screen erected in front of them from which emanate deeply buried memories, typically from childhood, but, as bwitists and scholars have suggested, also often from the cellular memories of the “collective unconscious.” It is also apparently very common, and with African initiates nearly universal, to encounter one’s own ancestors in these visions.

Though the content and meaning of the visions may not always be understood right away it’s said that everything that occurs does indeed have meaning for the journeyer, that it’s all part of the focused work that iboga is doing, and that the released material will resonate and trigger the initiate in further learning and insight for months if not years after the experience. Bwitists say that the breakthrough resulting from the massive dose ingested in the initiation and the powerful support in that ritual container allows initiates to access some of the same mindstates in later ceremonies where only a very small, non-hallucinogenic quantity of iboga is consumed.

One of the reasons that no one familiar with it is concerned about abuse of iboga as a recreational trip is that this journey is generally described as a major ordeal, a rough ride, both physically and mentally. The direct psychoactive effects with both iboga and ibogaine can apparently last up to thirty hours. One has to be ready for this wrenching, powerful exposé, ready and willing to change. Basically, the iboga, which enters as a living entity, the spirit “who cares for us,” wants to clean you out and remake you as a reborn human being ready to live this life as a ‘real’ person, or as the Maya of Santiago de Atitlán in Guatemala would say, an initiated person.

Bwitists, through their carefully designed ritual environment, treat this responsibility and opportunity with total commitment to the rebirthing process. In this container, iboga will be ruthlessly compassionate in showing you what you need to see. The following not at all uncommon testimonial seems to sum up the experience succinctly. “Your memory is like a movie. And it shows where you’ve gone wrong in life, and it shows you what you’ve got to do to correct it. It literally does that. I mean, you see everything.”

For much of this phase of the experience, initiates will likely be unable to do anything more than remain stretched out on the mat. But throughout the night, precisely designed activities and practices that maintain and support the situation are occurring all around them. The nganga will keep close tabs on the banzie throughout the night, sometimes expecting them to describe their visions. Playing of instruments, singing, and dancing are essential elements in the success of the work and function, among other purposes, as prayers to petition the spirits of the plant and the ancestors and bring them into contact with the banzie. As with other ritual environments such as the ayahuasqueros singing their icaros, the hymns of the Santo Daime, and the prayer songs in Native American Church meetings, the music is often incredibly beautiful as the community comes together in one heart-empowered mind.

The third day is the day of rebirth and after the initiate has been given an opportunity to rest a little, another series of ritual activities is undertaken to complete the process. The final all-night session includes ceremonial feasting and much verbal interaction as the community of bwitists welcomes the reborn person into her new condition and shares important information to carry her successfully into her life as a reconfigured and empowered initiate.

Perhaps because of bwiti’s firmly established and respected foundation and its large membership in the region, there is said to be in general an attitude of openness to foreigners, ‘westerners’ interested in coming to countries like Gabon to participate in such initiations. All who have experience with iboga say that there’s nothing about it that would invite pleasure seekers. The primary concern is that interested seekers be aware of the great power of this plant and of their own readiness to undertake such a demanding ordeal. Of course all concerned would want visitors to demonstrate the utmost respect for the environment they’re encountering.

According to those who’ve been there, visitors who undergo the initiation are not expected to do anything so radical as to leave behind the circumstances of their former situation and remain to live in Africa with a local bwiti community. No doubt the fervent hope and prayer of those who have given of themselves to these foreign initiates would be that they’d been successfully cleaned out and remade as people living in alignment with Spirit, individuals who would return to their own environment with an unshakeable commitment to contribute to the awakening of others and the healing of the planet.

“The suffering that could be eliminated by ibogaine availability would be staggering, both to the individual and society.”    Howard Lotsof  [from the youtube video “Howard Lotsof speaks about ibogain”]

The West’s involvement with iboga goes back nearly two centuries. The first mention of it in an English language book was in 1819. Beginning in the 1860s, samples were finding their way back to France and in 1889 a botanist by the name of Henri Baillon gave the plant the name Tabernanthe iboga H. Bn. In 1901 ibogaine, the primary (though not the only) psychoactive alkaloid discovered in the plant, was isolated and crystallized by Dybowski and Landrin. Noticeable scientific interest in ibogaine developed in the 1930s and 1940s, including from a certain Dr. Albert Schweitzer, who had opened a clinic at Lambarene in Gabon, and in whose honor the drug Lambarene was marketed in France to combat fatigue, depression and several other conditions.

It was mainly after World War Two that ibogaine, along with LSD and other substances, came to the United States. (Unsurprisingly, the C.I.A. got their mucky hands in there in the 1950s conducting experiments of dubious motive and method.) Probably the most significant single historical development worthy of note in the U.S. concerns Howard Lotsof, who in 1962, at the age of nineteen and several months into a burgeoning heroin habit, was given some ibogaine by a chemist friend who described it as “a thirty-six hour trip.” After twenty-three hours of exhausting psychoactivity followed by three hours of sleep, Lotsof awoke refreshed and was shocked to find he was experiencing neither withdrawal symptoms from heroin nor any craving to take it again.

The story that developed from there is far too complex and twisting to recount in this context, though readily accessible on various internet websites, including the online version of the book The Ibogaine Story by de Rienzo and Beal, as well as in the aforementioned book by Ravalec et al. In brief, Lotsof became, and still is, a champion of the ibogaine cause and since that time in the early Sixties there have been numerous attempts across the decades to gain funding for proper clinical trials on humans with a drug that showed promise far beyond any other known treatment for drug  addiction.

Those who have some knowledge of these matters will not be surprised to hear that the path of acceptance for ibogaine has been strewn with obstacles. Both iboga and ibogaine, though little known by the general public and rarely used, got caught up in the big sweep of the Sixties drug backlash, were banned in the U.S. 1968, and continue to languish in Schedule One of the Controlled Substances Act.

In regard to the use of ibogaine in the treatment of addiction, ideologically motivated government and religious groups and individuals in the U.S. have repeatedly sought to prevent this acceptance. Further complicating matters is that as with other naturally occurring medicines, the iboga plant itself and its alkaloids cannot be patented and the patent for ibogaine has been held worldwide since 1986 by none other than the same Mr. Lotsof. As a result, pharmaceutical companies have shown little interest in it and have sometimes colluded in the creation of barriers erected against proper study. NIDA, (National Institute on Drug Abuse) funds about 85% of all addiction research worldwide and in essence has the final say on whether a new drug will proceed toward the marketplace. The various forces opposed to ibogaine, (without of course valid medical reasons), ensured that it never gained the required support from NIDA. At this point NIDA has given ‘final’ refusal to fund clinical trials.

Ibogaine has been called the “anti-drug drug” because of its repeatedly demonstrated ability to completely knock out the craving for addictive substances like heroin, methadone, cocaine, crack, methedrine (crystal meth), alcohol, and in some studies, even nicotine. Hundreds of studies have been conducted in the past few years alone and although the mechanics of this action in the brain are not as yet fully understood, the research so far has led to some tentative probable conclusions. Scientists have found that when ibogaine is consumed the body produces noribogaine, which—this is the complex part—blocks the brain’s receptors that control cravings. For the technically minded here’s a short quote from ibogaine.co.uk, “Animal studies have revealed ibogaine to be active at many receptor sites associated with drug dependence and its treatment. These include the kappa and mu opiate receptors, serotonin receptors, dopamine receptors, sigma receptors and the NMDA ion channel.”

Ibogaine is reported to have a similar structure to the neurotransmitter serotonin, which, along with dopamine, is well known for its influence on feelings associated with pleasure, well-being, and craving. Antidepressants like Prozac, for example, are called SSRIs, or selective serotonin reuptake inhibitors. Interestingly, primary psychoactive alkaloids in psilocybin, mescaline, and LSD are also known to resemble serotonin.

The plain fact of the matter is that in almost all cases ibogaine eliminates the drug craving for a period of weeks. This is said to be the window of opportunity for addicts to engage in a process of reclaiming the will to live, of relearning the art of living. For that reason it’s more or less universally agreed that careful follow-up support and counseling are necessary, especially in those first few weeks. Some addicts have permanently given up their habit after one major ibogaine session while others have been assisted by a few further treatments, perhaps several months apart.

The healing thrust of ibogaine in regard to addiction has been described as twofold. Accompanying and following the chemical intervention in the brain is a psychological strategy. Just as with the iboga plant in the bwiti rituals, ibogaine leads the patient through a very powerful self-examination process. The images thrown up during the long hours of the encounter offer patients unarguable evidence of the sources and history of the struggles they’ve undergone and the choices they’ve made. They’re shown the destructiveness of their drug use and granted an unprecedented opportunity to make radical changes in their lives. In the experience described earlier of Howard Lotsof’s encounter with ibogaine, he said that the next realization he had was that the heroin he had considered a comfort in his life was in fact leading him directly away from life and toward death. He realized in that exact moment that he wanted to choose life over death.

An internet search turned up dozens of clinics in Europe and the Americas, (again, excluding the U.S.) legally sanctioned and prepared to treat addicts with ibogaine. My insider sources tell me clinics are gradually shifting over to the use of the iboga plant itself, apparently because it’s safer. Some of these clinics also accept people who want to employ the ibogaine for spiritual purposes.

There are also a few truly underground groups operating below the legal horizon in the U.S. who offer the treatment very cheaply, but knowledgeable sources caution strongly against going that route. At bargain basement prices it’s highly questionable such organizations would be able to afford all the necessary support systems such as medical testing, trained professional personnel, follow-up care, and consistent quality of product (I’ve come across the figure of $600 as the cost to clinics for one dose of the medicine).

Those with expertise working with iboga or ibogaine also caution in the strongest terms about taking either of these substances outside the guidance of highly experienced and ethical professionals or communities like bwiti. There are distinct life-threatening dangers that can and have happened. Several kinds of heart conditions are strongly counter-indicated for iboga or ibogaine use. These medicines also have the unusual property of significantly potentiating the effects of other drugs and medicines. More than one death has been attributed to addicts overdosing on what would normally be moderate doses of drugs like heroin during or shortly after extended sessions with ibogaine. It’s claimed that with proper medical testing and close monitoring by professionals throughout the session these dangers are nearly completely eliminated in comparison with almost any other medicine. It’s worth noting here that there are over 100,000 deaths ascribed to the use of prescription medicines each year in the U.S. alone.

On the assumption that iboga and its main psychoactive alkaloid ibogaine have an important role to play in the healing and awakening process, there’s a key issue of concern. Despite the highly unfortunate obstacles placed in front of the acceptance of ibogaine as a treatment for addiction, research is increasing each year and there’s a strong likelihood that synthetic versions of ibogaine or ibogaine analogues—patentable of course—will at some point in the next few years successfully navigate their way through the labyrinth toward the marketplace. Most likely the chemists will be able to remove the elements which trigger the so-called hallucinogenic aspect of ibogaine and in general smooth the whole drug experience out so that only the physical effect of chemical dependence interruption remains. Of course the irrational fears of many who would otherwise rise up in arms will be mollified in this way.

But there are two serious and related problems with that direction. The as yet incompletely understood psychological aspect of ibogaine’s work—particularly through the movie-like visions that flood the patient’s consciousness with the release of specific, detailed, highly-charged repressed memories—would be eliminated. According to those experienced with the bwiti initiation process and the therapeutic work with ibogaine, this is an essential part of the healing process. The patient gains tremendous insight into the genesis of his problems through this psychological intervention. The physical intervention alone may give addicts the window of opportunity needed to make a change but not the clear understanding that may make the crucial difference in the choices they make when they return to the world they briefly left behind. It may also not be too cynical to suppose that the pharmaceutical companies would like to patent a drug that patients would need to take on an ongoing basis.

The related concern is that bwitists and others would also assert that this psychological process is guided by the spirit or spirits of the plant. Some call it the deva of the plant, the one who cares for us. Initiated, experienced people from indigenous traditions wouldn’t even bat an eye at that assertion. Vincent Ravalec, who has himself undergone a traditional bwiti initiation in Gabon, suggests, for example, that would-be initiates gather as much information as possible about their ancestors—grandparents and the like—because they very well may meet one or more of them in the iboga realm and these ancestors may act as guides, allies, and protectors.

It’s also been pointed out before that the modern mechanistic/rational mindset conceptually separates the physical from the spiritual but that in reality there is no separation between matter and spirit. The physical intervention of a plant like iboga in interrupting the chemical dependency pathways in the brain has the active intelligence of the plant deity behind it.

One aspect of the vision for the central role to be played by the three sacred plants is that their growing influence will come out of the sharing of the knowledge of their traditional practitioners, and that in this way of bringing many more people into shared knowledge of the vision to heal the world the toxic sludge of medical/scientific officialdom could be largely ignored and bypassed. We already have the examples of the Native American Church and the shamanic ayahuasca traditions as models for this direction.

The vision being transmitted by Spirit, by the ancestors, aims to disseminate and strengthen the prayer for the healing of the planet, in part by encouraging people from different traditions to share their understanding and create linkages with others of similar mind from around the world. Part of the vision, or prophecy, suggests that in this way a far more powerful intention may coalesce which will gain increasing influence on several levels and may in fact become strong enough to create the kind of world inscribed on the hearts of the awakened and the awakening.

Updates on the Emerging Reality

I spend a fair amount of time maintaining vigilance on the planetary journey on numerous levels. I try to stay somewhat cognizant of new developments in spiritual work, economic conditions, new social forms, visionary ideas, climatic changes and so on. I particularly watch for indications that, as the title of my book says, we are Returning to Sacred World.

In this series of posts I intend to report on events and developments at these multiple levels that point toward the emergence of the new reality. Please don’t be dismayed by this first one. In general I’m looking for positive developments. But what may appear to be negative developments can also be interpreted as positive if we understand them in the context of wrenching change leading to a rebirth of sanity on the planet. There’s an interesting image or metaphor for this. I may have heard it first from Terence McKenna. If we imagine someone who has never seen or heard of the human birth process, he might mistake it for a death. There’s blood everywhere and a lot of screaming. I think we can expect to see some of that during these transitional times.

April 8, 2010. This is one of those developments that appear at first look to be negative. Please take a little walk with me here while I work up to the phenomenon in question with a little background. A basic teaching of Buddhist psychology tells us that much of the energy of the mind dominated by ego, in the world of confusion or samsara , is focused on creating and maintaining the illusion of security, stability, and permanence. My old Buddhist teacher Chögyam Trungpa called it the cocoon, an apt metaphor that creates a vivid image of the condition of the ego. Common sense shows us—and if we’re paying attention we can see it functioning in our own lives—that when the ego is threatened, it’s going to freak out. Anything that pokes at the cocoon causes the ego to panic. Its stability is highly conditional on things seeming to go its way. The ego forms a tight portrait of how the world is and should be. It perks up when events around it appear to conform to that portrait and tends to lose heart or become depressed when they don’t.

You’ve probably noticed that the world is changing rapidly in almost all spheres of activity, from the biosphere to the human community. From the point of view of the emerging reality, much of this is good because it’s necessary. Many of the old certainties were unhealthy and in the way of our spiritual evolution. For the past several decades and for some time in the years ahead, healing at every level, from the individual to the planet, is a central focus. So, for example, maybe you used to assume that homosexuality was an afront to God, a sin, an aberration. This was a part of the tight little picture you had that told you who you were and how things were supposed to be. Now you look around and see that gay people are being granted legal and moral respect. They can even get married. If you are fully in the grip of the fearful ego, that kind of change shakes your world. It’s bewildering. You feel like you’re losing control and that’s ego’s red alert.

We know that the fearful mind is not a skillful mind. When we’re afraid we don’t think clearly. Our choices are knee-jerk choices. We desperately scheme to try to regain that stability, that certainty. When the changes are happening on multiple fronts we might expect to see an increase in irrational behavior. Sure enough, there are some distinct indications of just that. The particular development I’m thinking of here is the rise in of right-wing, Christian militia groups, specifically in the United States, though there may be similar events occurring elsewhere as well.

The Spring 2010 issue (#137) of the Southern Poverty Law Center’s intelligence report has an article by Mark Potok called “Outrage on the Right.” The report claims that there has been a 244% growth in the so-called “Patriot” movement, 363 new groups in 2009 alone. From the report: “Broad-based populist anger at political, demographic, and economic changes in America ignited an explosion of new extremist groups and activism across the nation.” The report also notes that the number of “Hate Groups” rose 54% from 2000 to 2008.

As I suggested above, these disturbing statistics may very well be indications that the change that must come to this planet is well underway. The more the ground becomes unsettled, the more likely those who have no real relationship with their own minds, their own natural inner Buddha if you will, will freak out and look for targets and sources of blame, control, and comfort blindly and desperately. If indeed the old order is giving way rapidly, this is inevitable.

I believe that the only sane attitude the rest of us can take about such developments is to remain in the still center of sanity as much as possible, to move from the chi and to do our damnedest to radiate love and peaceful mind. As I’ve spoken about often in other writings, there’s a very good chance that directing our prayers toward healing these wounds can have a powerful impact on conditions. There’s a compelling case to be made for us to keep our eyes on the prize and not indulge in negative, doubtful, fearful thinking.

February 2011. There are a remarkable number of compassionate and visionary initiatives blossoming on the planet right now. As has so often been said, necessity is the mother of invention. It’s also the mother of commitment. As the frivolity quotient diminishes for many of us in the face of a deepening crisis and transformation process, more and more people are seeing that they can change the world  in tangible ways. Maybe such ideas and initiatives will in fact overwhelm the blindness and cruelty at some point with tsunamis of creative, healing energy.

One of many such brilliant schemes is a program called Witness. The current spokesperson for this program is the musician Peter Gabriel. I don’t know if it was his original idea or not. Their website is http://www.witness.org/. As Mr. Gabriel has explained it, the intention of Witness is to get cameras into the hands of as many oppressed and abused peoples around the world as possible. The view is that there are far too many unrecognized and unvalidated acts of cruelty and injustice committed against individuals and especially against groups of people. I believe Witness is particularly attempting to distribute  small, inexpensive devices that can record video.

If egregious acts are recorded and distributed, the hope is that there is then the possibility of bringing justice and redress to bear upon the situations. Mr. Gabriel claims that Witness has already had some significant successes. Please check out the website listed above and contribute in any way you can.

February 2011: As I write this on Feb. 9,  hundreds of thousands of people have been gathering in Cairo’s central Tahrir square for over two weeks. It’s far too soon to tell what will come of this determined action, but whether or not a new, just order is born in the short term, I have  a strong sense that these events are indicators of something in the air which cannot be stopped. The protests in Egypt were immediately preceded by an equally remarkable upheaval in Tunisia which resulted in the banishment of the corrupt and hated ruling family. Now there are distinct signs of unrest in several neighboring countries in the middle east; Yemen, Saudi Arabia, Jordan and perhaps others.

The central problem for a very long time has been the ability of small, brutal elites to control and manipulate the people. I predict that this time is finally coming to an end. For whatever reasons—worldwide connectivity via communicative technologies; the inevitable arrival of a time of karmic completion; a stage of maturation in the species; the intentions, prayers, and activities of good people everywhere; the influence of Spirit; the unfolding of unknown energies and forces within, on, and beyond the planet—it appears that the energy and impetus of righting cruel injustice and outrageous repression is rising to the surface and will sooner or later—quite possibly sooner—sweep much of the world. Watch out USA, your people are still somnambulent and confused but you’re on the list too. The extreme imbalance of wealth in your country will not go on forever. If enough of the misled actually figure out who their real enemies are all hell could break loose. As the saying goes, “The bigger they are, the harder they fall.”

December 12, 2012 (or 12/12/12, and for those who like numeric patterns like this, a little after noon today the clock struck 12:12, making the whole list: 12:12,12/12/12). Also, of some passing interest says I with tongue in cheek, we’re nine days from the supposed end date of the Mayan calendar, although according to Johan Calleman in his book The Mayan Calendar and the Transformation of Consciousness, the end was actually in October of 2011 with a kind of resonance wave carrying through until December 21, 2012.

One way or the other however, there is little indication that anything particularly dramatic is building to a climax that could peak this month. I first heard about this 2012 thing from Terence McKenna over twenty years ago. At the time I found it an intriguing idea that resonated with my sense that the dominant trajectory had to be headed for disaster. No doubt placing some hope in the transformative potential of the time also supported a longing for change that I understand as both a genuine compassionate prayer for the realization of our potential and a projection of my own unfulfilled longing for awakening.

Although I never fully embraced it as a literal and specific prophecy for an exact time, in recent years, as this meme gradually crept into the mainstream, the whole idea has felt increasingly out of step and even ridiculous, especially where there is any hope of salvation or where it’s seen as the end of the world. These hopes and fears appear with some frequency and I believe are always unrecognized projections that come from the confused mind of ego crying out in the darkness for release from its own grasp.

Though I haven’t dug into any of the scholarly studies lately, I hear intimations here and there that there is no consensus among researchers about the end date of the calendar anyway. I’ll confess though that there’s a tiny superstitious corner of my brain somewhere that still wonders if some event of significance will occur on the solstice. Given the power of imagination and the widespread awareness of December 21 in many parts of the world, I wouldn’t be surprised if the electrical energy of collective thought itself produces something observable. (I’m getting a kick out of writing this nine days in advance because the question, at least on any level that most people can see, of whether anything will occur on “the day” will be answered toute suite)

Regardless of the appearance of any kind of game changing event or energy this month, in a very real sense that is not the important point at all. The point, as many have been saying in different ways about various facets of the issue, remains that a radical shift of direction, intimately tied to a radical consciousness transformation, is going to be essential for the future not to look extremely bleak. The ongoing corporate coup continues unabated and if anything with greater willful ferocity than ever, even as the evidence piles up daily that our blind material rush is destroying the planet. I have a deep faith in the underlying intelligence within and all round humanity and a strong sense that crises can bring out hitherto untapped resources, but neither I nor anyone else can know how this story is going to play out in the short term.

Perhaps the most meaningful and useful concept associated with the 2012 meme is about that. It’s one more reminder, maybe a morphically resonating meme from the dreamtime, that humanity has reached the completion of a cycle and may be ready to undergo the drama of the birth process. As others have pointed out, if you didn’t know what a birth was and you saw one happening you might think something terrible was unfolding with all that screaming and blood. So brothers and sisters of  the Spirit, let’s be as real as we can, let’s keep breathing and not judging, and let us have confidence in the indestructible reality of awakened heart and the vision for enlightened society. Embracing the truth and celebrating our oneness in the Spirit might be a good way to ring in the new era.

One thing I do believe is that January 1st is not the beginning of the new year. The cycle of life turns on the winter solstice, the longest night of the year, a night when visionaries have told me the star nations are particularly attuned to us and appreciative of our sincere efforts to honour the occasion. So Happy New Year.