Good evening my spirit talkers and journey types a plenty.

I'm trying to help my powerful wife during her period and other than acupressure and massage, I don't have much experience. She appreciates both but I want to do better.

She's also on medications so I don't want to experiment with herbals other than iron supplements and healthy hearty dinners.

Many and any advice welcome for a humble gentle(sha)man praying for my wife's cramps to subside. It is late evening, so I will attend to respond in the daylight.

Our existence can only be meaningful. Here is a space where meaning resides for us to see. If you take away the existence there is no meaning, which reveals the true value of our participation in this reality. The scale of our limitations has no affect on this relationship. Both defined and undefined existence is within this hereness. A logical paradox of words something that defies understanding since it is circular. All that these words show is that something reads them. Something understands or does not understand them. Something knows that it is circular. Where is this something? How wonderful that it is able to create such meaning.

I’m looking for assistance with removing etheric implants and cords from my body any suggestions or advice would be greatly appreciated!

Hi. I always wanted to talk to shaman. And now when I found this sub, I would like to know more. How are you viewed in society? What is your belief system? Does this lifestyle bring you happiness?

Upon my Psilocybin/LSD journeys I have had many peaks and valleys along the way. There have been fun visuals, laughs, tears, puking my guts out, deeper understanding of life/death/time, self revelations, as well as some terrifying moments where I felt my very fabric of my soul being. On my first large dose it was one of the first times experimenting with acid before shrooms and I took a couple hits and something in my brain told me to take the whole 10 strip.

This lead to amazing orgasmic body high with laughter and cheering and everything was literally golden and pink energy. It would build to this orgasmic pop that felt like a god damn big bang over and over again until it began to hurt. Once the POP would happen I would then go from golden and pink energy of bliss to a literal falling sensation of darkness purple and green energy. I would go from crying laughing to balling in rapid succession in cycles that literally felt for hundreds if not thousands of years.

It got to the point to where all my atoms felt displayed in my minds eye like a million tiny screens/versions of myself in a fly vision type experience each slightly different. Then all that fragmented versions of myself would literally go into reverse and suck back as I would inhale and what felt like reatomizing.

Found myself in this dark void that felt like a cold desert illuminated by a blueish energy. The ground looked like shifting sands or some kind of serpentine writhing. That is when I started hearing some unknown voice. It was masculine and sounded almost like what the Daedra sounded like in Oblivion. It felt like it was repeating a question in some latin but like reverse sounding. I couldn’t make it out fully and it is hard to remember the exact words for I was 17 then and 31 now lol. I know I am butchering it but phonetically I would write Quai es Queorgha de tu. Once again sorry for some gibberish there.

Basically I got to a realization that I already died a long while back, or another version in a car accident, and I was living in a simulation life Because my mind still cant accept it is dead. Almost like this is the universes way of letting me sort out my grief and unsettled shit. And in another parallel reality I may be haunting my loved ones since I cant let go. I actually got to the point where I believed the only way I could escape this purgatory was terminating myself to prove my non attachment which thankfully I couldn’t find a gun thank god for my best buddy at the time trip sitting for me. God bless them for that haha.

That left me shook up and mentally unstable for a couple years I couldn’t smoke weed without having flashbacks and I was back in that realization that I was living a dream of a dead man. I became deeply addicted to drinking, opiates, and other substances to quite the mind. I opened my third eye without any right or any respect and felt so naked. I had to go to the psych ward then some rehabs, and some overdoses along the way. I gained

Several years later my cousin died in a car accident after I was in a previously bad one and survived a really bad T-bone accident with a truck. I felt extreme guilt in thinking my selfish will to want to live somehow traded out my cousins life for mine. She had a Christ like symbology for me after that.

Thankfully I survived that traumatizing experience and felt shocked and as if I had lived far longer than 17. It is crazy to me because my Dad’s older brother also died at 17 along with my cousin. Eventually I felt normal enough besides feeling paranoid, pretty sensitive to my dreams, and other peoples vibes. Found the Bhagavad Gita which helped me quit some vices. With a new found perspective and reclaimed vigor I wanted to go back to that state but with mushrooms and that lead to a good run of positive, harmonizing experiences, i felt as if I was in the right place in the universe. I have been blessed to have some dreams that helped save some others I loved who were fighting addiction. I felt a strong connection to the source of my creative force and to the universe and could easily tap into it for music and writing.

Unfortunately I still struggled to consistently hold down under stimulating jobs while working retail shifts. There was little fulfillment to be had. I got more into meditation, mantras, chakra work, and breath work. I felt this gave me a little more of a fundamental spiritual base trying to follow 8 limbs of yoga while learning as much Vedic knowledge I could. Since I have been blessed to get a remote data entry job that allows me more time for my music and spiritual practices.

Fast Forward still working at a organic grocery store when covid hits. Felt apocalyptic vibes and decided To search within and began using LSD and Shrooms again to tap in. I have seen spiraling opening patterns before reminding me of floral Imagery even vaginal, fluid, aquatic. It would begin to feel like these lotus jellyfish would open up, blooming as they descend down from above.

This trip I was on the later half of the trip and was by myself in my room when I made an actual conscious contact for the first time with a personality/entity of the extradimensional jellyfish kind. It was beautiful, inviting, soothing, and feminine. She told me basically she was Mother Earth and we humans are her diagnostic organs. We are self aware organs that can feel harmony and disharmony and it works like breath work. Everything has a cycle that can be compared to inhaling and exhaling. You can see the earth from space inhale and exhale as the seasons dance across it. She said we have fallen out of the universal respiration cycle and Covid was a personification of that. It was really beautiful for me and reassuring and got me through some tough times.

More recently about a year or two ago I wanted to see if I could revisit my beautiful Jelly fish lady and took about 3.5 grams of mushrooms and stupidly had adderal in my system from early which I usually dont take anymore but my brother gave me some before band practice. I ate two bananas because my wife said they help break down the cell walls of mushrooms faster. I had my bass guitar set up outside on a beautifully sunny afternoon ready to let loose when it hit me.

Not even 15 minutes into the trip I was struck hard with a super fast come up. I couldn’t even play my bass ten minutes in I was so disoriented. I felt I was already out of control and nervous for a bumpy ride and wanted to drink/smoke/or do anything to hide from the feeling I had. I was trying to prolong the inevitable discomfort as usual. I realized that has been a big pattern in my life running from the truth of death and loss of ego and control. I felt a really big presence begin to press on me from above. My wife was out working in the garden and I was ran out to tell her I was going south fast. I thought the sky would open up and something big would devour me. Then I began to have a vision. Of a gigantic eldritch type octopus snake engorged on this great egg that was the planet. It was the great devourer of time choking on this planet as it was digesting it. It was laboring to consume this planet and it was transforming him just as much as his decaying stomach acids transform the egg in a unholy symbiosis. As the enzymes break down and absorb the fruit of the earth it transforms into the beast and sustains it.

If this was God it felt like I caught him with his pants down and saw the ugly truth of this magical happenstance. It felt more like the demiurge than the true source. But still this being was powerful and ancient and very real in that moment and wanted me to acknowledge it as an almighty god. It went against my very core and I continued to ask who it was and it said it was a manager that was sent to seed this potential egg/planet. It said basically as it digests this planet it rewrites the dna in this planet to mirror itself and we are all curved and shaped in its image through the all devouring assimilation.

And when we are awake it makes the snakes digestion upset and it is lazy and wants us to make it as easy as possible for it to drain us and it will give us what we want in life by us worshiping it and giving him sacrifices of those we hold closest. He said there are saviors we all have in our life we he will take before us if we put them before him willingly in sacrifice. He was very persistent on making deals and offers almost as if it was addicted to gambling. Its essence was foul, obtuse, and everything rotten. But he was heavy and powerful.

It got to a point where I was begging for it not to take my wife and I do not offer her as any payment or tribute to them. I was up in my room at this point bugging out when I felt he wanted to show himself in his true all-powerful form.

Terrified I allow the visitation and it feels like a large lumbering beast was coming through my bedroom door. I saw a more masculine formed tentacle type being swirling into form on my door. Then I felt loud steps coming toward the center where my bed is and I feel this overwhelming force descending from overhead. It felt like an elephant coming in and for a second I questioned it it was Ganesh because I have done a lot of mantra work with him up to this point. But then it quickly felt more like a leviathan and I was so terrified I fell into prostration the way the bible describes angelic encounters. Tentacles reached all over the room and became the room around me and eyes were opening all over and I felt as if I could be swallowed.

He said the end it coming and he has tried to send his people to warn us before but it is too late… idk what that even is supposed to mean but maybe Aliens or past avatars of the lord almighty.

I felt compelled randomly to brain dump this, took me a while to throw it all up and get it all out like this and I am sorry for unorganized rant. Just a really powerful experience that left me rattled and first made me question the true nature of god and it was all a dark lie but now I give this being a lot less power… idk wild stuff havent been super active since then

Been doing more micro doses and working with amanita which has been interesting in its own way and excited to see where that takes me. Im not a official shaman or anything, just a seeker, an artist, and a fool in a lot of ways. Thank you to anyone who got through this essay lol.

I would love to hear anyone else’s experiences that may have been at all familiar. A more learned perspective is always welcomed!

What is this called?

So I came across this reading that I heard of where a person got spiritually bonded to another person meaning that they where connected in the astral realm to their chakras(?). I’m not sure how they got connected.

But essentially, they ended up becoming a human centipede where it was a literal energetic attachment. When one limb moved such as a foot or a leg, then that other persons footnote leg moved..

What exactly is this called and what type of energy work would be needed in order for this to be undone?

Thankssss

Hi all! I was wondering if anyone has done Alberto Villoldo’s Four Winds Society shamanism training? I’m curious to hear people’s thoughts on this program and the genuine experiences of anyone who has done the in-person or virtual training. TIA!

My friend shared their experience and I’m trying to understand what could it be. They said their mum had the same thing then it moved onto them.

It’s a male entity , never having a physical shape to be seen, but it visits my friend every week or so.

He comes and sits on top of them, sometimes suffocating , sometimes not. My friend just accepted their presence at this point. But since then he would play tricks and make time loops , where my friend doesn’t even know anymore sometimes if they have actually awakened or not. They did some “cleansing” but nothing helped. What is strange is that sometime he would have sex with my friend.

What could it be ? And what can be done about it ?

I’m going to my first sound healing event this evening. I feel that I have an open mind and heart, but my true self is having some trouble overcoming my thought of who I am. I’ve had some great experiences letting go and feeling the love and gratitude, but I end up coming back to what I think me is. Should I go to this with intentions, or should I go open and let whatever comes through work within me?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h41a-BXqaNk&t=3677s&ab_channel=ZenobiaHong

Hi all. This is my first post here. I hope I'm not off-topic.

Can a soul "die" because of trauma, get stuck as a "ghost" inside its living body and stay hidden somewhere in the depths of the person's consciousness while a new soul replaces it and takes the lead of the same body?

I feel like that's what happened to me.

I'm 28 and I've never been able to remember my childhood, even during therapy sessions. I can picture it (to some extent) because of pictures that I have or because of what people have said about me, but I can't remember being this child. He's like a person that I cannot relate to. When asked how I feel about this child, I naturally reply that I was dead, like a living ghost.

I've spent the last two years reconnecting with my "Divine Self" (whatever you call it), which has made me feel happier and the most alive I've never felt ever. Going through burn out last year, I realized that I've been in depression my whole life. I feel like reconnecting with it has brought me back to life.

However, I've been feeling very low the past few weeks/months. I felt suicidal - while knowing that those dark thoughts are not mine - and felt a strong energy of death following me continuously.

So, today, I decided to do a hypnosis session with my partner to understand what's happening.

Stepping inside my consciousness, I've encountered a ghost-like humanoid in a death-like state. This ghost said he was "me" when I was younger... but that we were not related. Like, he's not a shard of my soul as he's another soul. This means his body of mine has gone through 2 different souls in 28 years: the first, which has died and got stuck, and this one - mine.

I succeeded in releasing the ghost into the Light and I've felt different, lighter and more alive, since then.

Is this even possible? What are your thoughts on this?

Thank you a lot for your time.

I am a male who has tried different drugs and plants and am interested in altered states, a seeking of knowledge beyond the 3d barrier we call "the known" does using plant medicines wether it's psychedellics or hallucinogens or just weed have a deeper meaning, I feel called to do this but I know it's not acceptable in western society, shamans are known for their bast ancient knowledge and being in an altered/meditative state most of the time

I'm keeping this simple since it's my first time asking for help and I'm sure no one wants to read my life story..

How do you "answer" the call? I had an intense experience a few years ago, fought it and ended up going through addiction and a world of hell.

Now a little over a year into recovery and the call has returned, there's so many signs that I can't even deny it this time.

I'm from rural PA and don't know how to find someone to guide me through this..

My honey and I were up all night talking about mystical things. He got up to go to the bathroom at one point and there was a moment of silence before I heard a strange cooing ... I had to focus and realized it sounded like an owl. we went outside and saw two barred owls sitting adjacent to us and across from eachother cooing at eachother as the sun was rising... what do you think it means?

I've been dealing with some issues lately. So been feeling down. Last night I had a dream with a deer I have never seen before. They were large all black with large antlers. Staring me down in the forest as I drove past them. I wasn't driving but the person that was wouldn't stop even after I had told them to. After driving for a while we stopped and I decided to go back to where the deer was. Sadly I couldn't find them. Would love some help interpreting this dream thanks in advance

There is a culture of crossing the street here.

A culture of eating.

A culture of wearing clothes.

A culture of culture.

There is even a culture of jumping on the backs of random people on the internet to finger wag despite no ill will actions. Sometimes this is because of how one awareness touched another awareness's perception of gated culture. Even metaphorically, through non-whispers.

Awareness truely does not know what culture is real, and what culture is a side effect. What is a symptom, and what is an illness. What is the self, and what is the other self.

In the end, for awareness, it does not matter.

Awareness exists. It navigates the now. All that is in the now may or may not be symptoms of reality and our connections to it.

Shaming neo-beliefs is a symptom. Hey shame, how are you. You good?

How people see the world is different. Some of us, see all of us as existing together.

Ironically, the judgement of others by saying they can not do actions, talk about actions, or learn about actions because it infringes on an invisible border of those that came before... also infringes on invisible borders of those that exist now.

Meaning (who), any one that wishes to /be a shaman/ in /this reality/.

This reality, any everything in it, is part of the process. We're all in this soup together.

What does this mean? Well, it means that if something works for a shaman, they have a job to use it. No matter who said that they shouldn't.

Barriers exist in this reality, that are meant to be over come... sometimes it's the over protective fingerwagging... Other times its the guy that wont put it down and just posts about it in a new thread.

This reality offers awareness techniques as it deems fit. Reality is what offers it.

Awareness's connection to reality, especially for a shaman that focuses their spirituality on helping reality(sic), is divine.

To ignore what reality offers could easily be considered 1. an insult to reality, 2. sacrilegious, 3. ignoring your(sic) job as a shaman.

meaning, if reality throws you a technique that works, use it. And do not appologize.

Your job is to be the best shaman you can be. Your tools are what works for you.

If doctors got offended because open heart surgery was being performed by people that didn't perfect it, then a lot of people would be dead.

If you truly believe that shamans are doing good for this world, this reality, and everything in between... then limiting it because your ego's current culture considers it unacceptable is arguably leading to drastic astronomical level (literally) effects.

I use sage (for example). I am not ashamed to say it. I am white. If I hurt feelings because of it, am I sorry. 100%. But will I stop using sage, no. sorry. I will not.

If I could increase my skills/techniques by studying others, should I? Yes.

Should I feel remorse for this? No. Why? Because there is nothing inherently wrong with it.

People get upset over things all the time. My son got upset because I told him to get off the computer. Should I feel remorse for this?

No. And our job as shamans is to navigate these events.

Know the difference between being there to heal others, vs being there to have someone yell at you.

It is not our job to hurt our selves, or reality, so that other's pain is less.

So I’ve heard a very influential person practicing shamanism for health and guidance. Which actually got me interested if it is real. What’s the difference between shamanism and let’s say magic, divination, New age etc?

Is shamanism against religions and especially Christianity? Is there God according to shamanism? Are there any good books or other sources to get introduced to actual real shamanism and its practices?

I am serious about learning this.

I have a sensitive question that I need a safe space and knowledgeable people to help me with. I am homosexual male who sleep around a lot, and part of what I do is that I ingest the semen of the other person.

I'm also vegetarian, so energetically speaking I don't consume death and suffering of an animal. but I ingest human semen,And I feel that I absorb some of their trauma and energy that might show up on my trips as if they were mine. Is that true?

I acknowledge that my question might not be appropriate but I can not find any other people that can help me. Thank you.

Anyone who's interested in joining my international esoteric/spiritual community feel free to dm me and i'll send over the info. We love new people and have great conversations. It's a quite active group, though small, and we plan to grow and hold as many bright minds as apart of our collective as possible. our aim is to to uplift eachother and foster a safe space for sharing our insights. let me know if this is something you are looking for. love and light to you all 🙏🏾

To all, (Over the last few weeks)... The moment before I fall asleep, and for seconds when I wake up-- voices permeate my head. I have also been dreaming of groups of people in a city environment who feel familiar yet not. In my dreams I frequently eat lengua (tongue) or coffee. One night I woke up with the pressing force of the realization that inevitably I will die. Not soon or anything just in general. Last night I dreamt the group of people turned on me, with dark eyes and altered faces. What should I do to understand this occurrence?

I recently had a vivid dream that In the dream, I encountered a colorful god. she warned me that if I ever ended my own life, he would force me to live an endless cycle of the same life over and over again. her presence was both powerful and mesmerizing, and I deeply wish to understand who she might be, why she delivered this message to me. I feel an urge to communicate with her further, but I don't know how to reach her or if it's even possible

I should start by saying two things:

1. I’m not a spiritual person. I was raised Southern Baptist Church and it left a sour taste in my mouth for all things remotely mystical. I’m generally guided by logic and logic alone and I usually dismiss everything that cannot be explained by science. The fact that I’m even considering something otherworldly would greatly surprise the people who know me.
2. I’m aware that what is happening to me is medical. I’m seeing the proper specialists on the matter and I fully believe that there’s a rational explanation to everything that’s going on. I just can’t shake the feeling that there’s something spiritual going on(which is VERY odd for me)

Recently, I’ve been having what only been described as “episodes of abnormal neurological activity”. They started randomly while I was at work. My vision becomes blurred, I become very confused, I lose all perception of time, and I begin to feel as though my consciousness is leaving my body(although I maintain awareness). Like dissociation, but much much worse and more painful. I’ve spent about 48 hours in the hospital and (after a battery of tests) all they could find was some abnormal brain wave activity. Doctors say they could be seizures, but they just don’t know. At this point, they’ve all been stumped. I have a family member who has similar episodes, but I am MUCH younger than they were when their episodes began. No one has a clue what is happening to me.

So what brought me here specifically? Well, once again, two things: recently, I’ve been developing an encrypted language. Can’t say why. One day I just thought it’d be fun to create my own language for my journals. The symbols I use for it come to me when I meditate. I know this might sound insane, but I really just picked it up as a hobby. Only reason I think it has significance is because of what happened two days ago

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I have practiced secular meditation since I was 13 as a means to cope with anxiety and stress. Nothing spiritual about it really. I’d simply sit in a quiet, pitch-black room and let my mind wander through whatever thoughts or visions that presented themselves. My brain has been exhausted from these episodes so I decided to pick it back up again. I sat my closet (where it’s dark and silent) and began my breathing exercises.

As I drifted deeper into the meditation, I had vision of myself surrounded by darkness and fog. Then a wind picked up and I saw myself blow away like dust. What remained was myself a year ago. Still me. Just me as I was in 2023. Scruffy beard, a little overweight, bad haircut. Now, I hated myself back then, but I still felt this feeling of love. Not from within me, but from the fog. I sat with this vision for a moment until the wind picked up again. The 2023 version of me blew away and was replaced with me when I started college. The feeling of love and awe grew every so slightly This went on for a while. The wind would blow, a layer of myself would blow away, and what would remain would be a younger version of myself. With each blow of the wind, I felt the overwhelming sense of love grow more and more present. Finally, I was faced with me as a baby. The world felt still. The love had not only grown, but had morphed into something more. Something like wonder and curiosity mixed with ecstasy and desire and all wrapped up with a love for all things. I could feel it pulsating and shifting. It felt alive and wild and untameable.

Then the wind blew again. The baby version of myself blew away and what was left was a blue light.

The light came with a sort of overwhelming calm. The feeling of love I felt before was still present, but quieter. Less erratic. I saw the fog drift away and I began to hear…everyone and everything.

It’s quite difficult to articulate. It was like I could hear the sounds of everything around me. The thoughts of everyone in my building, the shifting of the earth beneath me, the singing of the bugs in the forest, the flow of the water in my plumbing. Everything. Then from throughout the noise I felt the call of…some group of people? Or creatures? I couldn’t figure what I was hearing, but it felt old and it felt benevolent. Several voices called to me from all around. They sounded as though they were speaking English, but I couldn’t understand what they were saying, but their voices grew louder and louder to the point that it almost hurt. I decided to stop meditating, because it was making me feel worse

So I opened my eyes and I felt - alien. My brain felt heightened and new. Unburdened by all the trauma I’ve experienced. It was as though it was my first time ever opening my eyes. I knew where I was, but it all felt strange and new and wonderful. I left my closet and went to my mirror. I wanted to try and ground myself. When I saw my reflection though, I didn’t recognize myself.

Let me explain, I understood logically that I was looking at my reflection and it certainly looked like me, but it felt completely new. Like I was meeting myself for the first time. I began to feel very tired so I elected to lay down and shortly after I blacked out

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Since then the episodes have come and gone. My dreams have become far more vivid, but I can never remember them. Nothing like that has happened again, but I also haven’t meditated again so idk. I’m seeking medical treatment and they’ve started me on seizure medication which has helped, but I still can’t shake the feeling that I may have crossed some threshold that night. I don’t know much about the “otherworld” nor do I know much about shamanism, but I figured that this subreddit might have some opinions about what I experienced. I welcome any and all thoughts, questions, comments, and concerns

Thank you for reading my story regardless :)

TL;DR Have been having reoccurring neurological episodes that doctors couldn’t explain. I meditated had encountered a very strange and vivid vision. I think I may have encountered some sort of spirit realm, but I’m not sure

Hi All,

I’m hoping to get some advice/feedback/help.

I feel drawn to plant medicines for the purpose of expanding my consciousness, but have a barrier to overcome. I feel stuck and I’m hoping this community can offer some guidance.

I’m 48. I smoked and experimented with LSD when I was 14-15-16. Then one day I smoked a joint and experienced a terrible anxiety attack. I didn’t know what was happening and went to the emergency room. The anxiety was felt physically in my chest. I felt tight; like I was suffocating. Racing heart and shortness of breath. I’ve attempted to smoke over the years but the effect is always the same. Because of this I’ve feared taking psychedelics.

I’ve microdose mushrooms as a way to gain courage to attempt a bigger dose. No issues.

I just finished reading “Plant Medicine Mystery School” vol 1 by Kat Courtney. In the book she talks about using the medicines to clear out her fears. Whereas the medicines triggered a dark night of the soul for the purpose of helping her face the things she needed to. This has me thinking… I don’t know the reason for these anxiety attacks. I’d like to overcome the fear so I can be free to explore plant medicines more. Is it wise to attempt a relationship with her as a way to resolve my block?

About two months ago, I had a profound experience on mushrooms and felt I was given an initiation. How do I find out what it was for? I’m not a shaman, nor am I saying it was for shamanism, but I thought this would be a good place to ask. I felt like it was almost a calling to teach, but I’m unsure. Senses as in smell and hearing have increased, visuals too.

About a month ago I started to get contacted by deities in meditation. Ra, basette, etc. how do you connect further? Communicate? What’s your experience with connecting with gods? All very new to me.

why is that im dreaming of lower realms? its like cloudy gray melachony and can sometimes feel like home?

sometimes i wake up mid night having like hellish loop thoughts? can anyone tell me why this is happening to me?

ive been feeling so emotions lately and its annoying

Hello, looking to speak to a couple shamans located in California. I’m looking to see if they know a little more about the healing of soul binding, body manipulation, chakra/soul healing, psychic surgery, and that of the sort.

Thanks, A!