Travel

"You sick?" the shaman asks. He’s looking at me, his ancient dark eyes peering into my soul. I stutter for a second, trying to figure out how to explain, grappling with the difficulty of separating pain and sickness. "Hmmm. Well, I've got scoliosis in my spine, suppressed sexual abuse from my childhood, and I was raped when I was 14 by three young men." He looks at me for a moment, consults an inner voice, and replies, "We will give you bobinsana.” I had never heard of bobinsana, but given where I was and why I was there, I knew...

ACT I- As soon as I arrived in Hawaii I knew that I had a calling to go see the lava. The lava exists in an active volcano on the Big Island. It’s the youngest island and so all of the plants and land are relatively “new” compared to the rest of the earth. To me, the most creative place on the earth at this time is actually where the lava meets the water. Alchemy in action.   As soon as I bought my ticket the fire started calling me. That night in my dreams I saw the image of...

If you would have told me two and a half years ago I would find myself living on a beach in Central America, healing rock stars and world famous yogi’s and wanderers from around the world, I would have never believed you. Coming to this community has forever changed me, in exactly the ways I had always sought: viewing myself in a different way. Letting go of the images and feelings from my childhood where I wasn’t enough, where I felt that I didn’t really matter and neither could or would ever succeed. On my path of mending a broken...