02 April 2009

DEAF AYAHUASCA RETREAT: Summer 2009


Meghan Shannon shares an exciting opportunity to engage in ayahuasca shamanism in Peru this summer. Visit Infinite Light and read the description of the trip below to get more information!

DEAF AYAHUASCA RETREAT!

Spiritual Healing and Wisdom in a Village in the Sacred Amazon Jungles of Peru! June 28 - July 7, 2009

Welcome to the wild world of ayahuasca shamanism! This ancient plant medicine opens us up to be able to rapidly clear out dark, lower energies that normally hold us down, allowing us to transcend to higher levels of spiritual work. It re-balances the body, energetically and physically, realigning us with health and understanding. In time, psychic abilities increase, addictions are released, and we tap into a new level of joy and spiritual understanding we never thought possible!

The program is run by Meghan Shannon (professional interpreter from the DC area, Gallaudet Hearing Undergraduate Class of '03) and her partner, Eloy, a native peruvian shaman with over 25 years experience with this life-changing medicine.

Together, they bridge the Peruvian shamanic culture and Deaf Western world, allowing access to Light and Love at levels untouched by most on the physical plane.

Cost of Program: $1000

Includes: Five ceremonies, housing, food, transportation to and from the village, airport pickup, interpretation from ASL to English and Spanish, and optional Spiritual Life Coaching, Jungle Survival and Plant Identification training, Spanish tutoring, and Weight Release support.

Does not Include: Airfare to and from Iquitos, and hotel, food, etc before and after the program while in Iquitos

The retreat is open to all fluent signers (hearing too) but will most likely be mostly Deaf. There may be a couple of long-term hearing (non-signing) apprentices there, and we will have interpreters ready for full communication with them.

Visit www.infinitelightperu.com for more info! You can apply online there. Email me with any more questions at infinitelightperu@gmail.com, or to be added to the mailing list. You can also search for my facebook page with that address! Feel free to forward this to anyone who may be searching for it:)

Our YouTube video (CC, you may have to turn them on in the lower right-hand corner):

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hZi8fbWuKoI
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2 comments:

  1. I would love to join the ayahuasca experience. I believe in the spiritual growth from general psychedelic experience under appropriate conditions.

    Since I got a new full time job, I think this summer is too soon for me to get away for a vacation. Will you have Deaf Retreat in the fall? If I cannot commit to 10 days, can it be shortened to 7 days? or do the individual session? Once you know more about the fall schedule, I will begin planning it.

    Thank you! Namaste!
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  2. A GLASS OF AYAHUASCA
    by Allen Ginsberg

    in my hotel room overlooking Desamparados' Clanging Clock,
    with the french balcony doors closed, and luminescent fixture out
    "my room took on a near eastern aspect" that is I was reminded of Burroughs
    with heart beating—and the blue wall of Polynesian Whorehouse, and
    mirror framed in black as if in Black Bamboo-and wooden slated floor
    and I in my bed, waiting, and slowly drifting away
    but still thinking in my body till my body turned to passive wood
    and my soul rocked back & forth preparing to slide out on eternal journey
    backwards from my head in the dark
    An hour, realizing the possible change in consciousness
    that the Soul is independent of the body and its death
    and that the Soul is not Me, it is the wholly other "whisper of consciousness"
    from Above, Beyond, Afuera—
    till I realize it existed in all its splendor in the Ideal or Imaginary
    Toward which the me will travel when the body goes to the sands of Chancay
    And at last, lying in bed covered my body with a splendid robe of
    indian manycolors wool,
    I gazed up at the grey gate of Heaven with a foreign eye
    and yelled in my mind "Open up, for I am the Prince of eternity
    come back to myself after a long journey in chaos,
    open the Door of Heaven, My Soul, for I have come back to claim
    my Ancient House
    Let the Servants come forth to Welcome me and let Silent Harp make music
    and bring my apparel of Rainbow and Star show me my shoes of Light and
    my Pants of the Universe
    Spread forth my meal of myriad lives, My Soul, and Show up thy
    Face of Welcome
    For I am the one who has dwelled in the secret Temple before,
    and I have been man too long
    And now I want to Hear Music of Joy beyond Death,
    and now I am be who has waited to Welcome myself back Home
    The great stranger is Home in his House of Joy."

    or words or thoughts or sensations & images to that effect.

    Thus for an instant the Sensation of this Eternal House passed thru my hair
    tho I couldn't liberate my body from the bed to float away—
    tho did glimpse the foot of the thought of the gate of Heaven—

    Then opened my eyes and Saw the blast of light of the real universe
    when I opened the window and looked at the clock on the R R Station
    with its halfnaked man & woman with clubs, creators of time and chaos,
    and down on the street where pastry venders sold their poor sugar
    symbolic of Eternity, to Passerby-and great fat clanking beast of Trolley
    with its dumb animal look and croaking screech on the tracks
    Powered by electric life,, turned a corner of the Presidential Palace
    where Bolivar 200 years ago in time planted a secret everlasting Fig-tree
    and a fog from another life crept thru its own dimension
    Past the cornice of the hotel and travelled downward in the street
    To seek the river-had a bridge with little humans crossing, faraway
    —and up in the hills the silver gleam of sunlight on the horizon thru thick fog
    —and the Cerro San Christobal—with a cross atop and Casbah of poor
    consciousness ratted on its hip—
    and overall the vast blue flash & blast of open space
    the Sky of Time, empty as a big blue dream
    and as everlasting as the many eyes that lived to see it
    Time is the God, is the Face of the God,
    As in the monstrous image of the Ramondi Chavin Sculptured Stone Monument
    A cat head many eyed sharp toothed god face long as Time,
    with different eyes some upside down and 16 sets of faces
    all have fangs—the structure of one consciousness
    that waits upstairs to Devour man and all his universes
    —turn the picture upside down—the top eyes see more than the human bottom rows
    Indifferent, dopey, smiling, horrible, with Snakes & fangs—
    The huge gentle creature of the Cosmic joke
    that takes whatever form it can to Signify that it is the one that has come to its Home
    where all are invited to Enter in Secret eternally
    After they have been killed by the illusion of Impossible Death.

    Lima, Peru
    May 1960

    http://www.psychedelic-library.org/books/ecstaticp.htm
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