Iquitos and Urubamba in Peru
Arkana’s an adventure love story. You are in the middle of the Amazon jungle. You are Jonah and the Whale swallows you whole. Inside the whale is a shaman. The shaman is the Great Mother. She’s your spirit guide. You have no reason to fear. Parts of you will die off like deadwood, and in their place will bloom love, meaning and wonder. It is the eternal death and rebirth. Anybody that has truly affected humankind has had a withdrawal + return cycle. Each citizen of Ancient Greece participated in the Eleusinian mysteries. It was a rite of passage. If you’re hearing the call, then your rite of passage is Ayahuasca.
This place is sacred. There’s not many sacred places left. Arkana fills you with awe. It offers you an inexhaustible source of transformative insight. You’ll encounter spirits you never thought were real, and wise elders you’ve been dying to meet. I dream of making love to Emilie’s soul! Jose is the heroic father I never had, a true beacon of light radiating through the entire planet, through all of us, Arkana’s children. I’ve made lifelong friends. We all continue to share music, pain, grief, insights, journeys and love. Plants are great teachers. I am eternally grateful for Arkana, the people, Ayahuasca, 5-MEO Sapo. Every moment since I left has confirmed that Arkana is an integral part of our story, the one that changes the western dream of dominating nature and shows us the one real truth – the interrelatedness of all being. SOHUM.