Mastering Discipline

Throughout my entire life, discipline has always seemed like such a chore. I could never focus on one thing long enough to become a master at it. I haven't mastered any skill that I love to do.

I was never into sports as a child and exercise was never my thing. But I have always loved music. And in later years now since I've finished school, I love to read and learn new things. But as a result of never having the discipline to master any new skills while growing up, I am unable to focus my attention now. This is something that I had come to accept about myself but had vowed to make a change at some point. But true to form, my lack in discipline assured that I would struggle with this. A never ending loop of failure to master.

I have recently begun singing mantras. When I say recently, I mean today. Today is the first day of my discipline process. After having such an amazing weekend of healing ceremonies, I have learned a few things about myself. One such lesson was the lack of discipline that I put upon myself in order to better myself.

It is said that the constant repetition of a mantra can heighten our senses and awareness. I’m pretty sure it does indeed do exactly that, with practice, but for now my focus is for the purposes of discipline. Once the discipline is maintained, the practice will emerge. I am eternally grateful for the lessons I have received through working with plant medicines.

Through this work with plant-based healing medicines, I have caught a glimpse of what it is to be my full true self. With practice and discipline, I believe these mantras will help me in my process of expanding my being beyond what I know to be me and who I am.

The amazing realization that you are more than you think you are is quite profound. We think we are, as humans; the body, the mind, and in some cases, the soul/spirit. In most cases we believe we are a culmination of our family, friends, job, where we live, where we go, what hobbies we enjoy and what our spiritual beliefs are. A short story on these topics would amount to the average person’s belief in who they are. But the truth of it is we are so much more than all of it put together.

This past few days has helped me with my own view on this topic. I used to believe I was a father, a brother, a son, an uncle, a grandson, a musician, a singer, a writer, a good person trying to make a difference however small it was etc etc and the list goes on. But the truth is I am much more than any and all of those things.

As I have mentioned, I have been fortunate enough to catch a glimpse of who I am. The I that I am is so vast and expansive that no words can describe.

If you could imagine what it would be like to squeeze an elephant through the eye of a needle, then you would have some idea of how difficult it is for a spirit to enter the human form. The sheer vastness of our being-ness pre-earth, cannot be condensed into our 3D physical form. No matter how pure a human being is, they are still physical, and so therefore cannot contain their fullest potential. That said, our fullest potential in our human form is indeed impressive. We have yet to even come close to it. The achievements in the past of our fellow earthlings were all based in ego. This in itself is the biggest and heaviest limit we posses. The monks and sages of the world would be the purest of us and yet, I believe we have so much more to learn and to let go of.

With each layer of trauma that I work through and with each layer of pain that I come to terms with, that glimpse of my fullest potential expands a little more. With each expansion, I can get a sense and feel, to some small extent, of the next level of expansion before I experience it. So, I know there’s always more to remember, more to learn. I am more than I have ever imagined before, and more than I can even imagine now. The I that I am, in this human form, is only the finger tip of my true essence. I am everything and more than I could ever imagine myself to be.

With a daily practice I can expand my awareness, lighten my trauma and pain body, and thus expand the emptiness inside so more of my essence and light can enter, remembering more and more, who I truly am. This disciplined process can help me with procrastination and limiting my ego with regards to music, singing, writing and everything that I want to learn at this moment. Our ego tells us we are no good. So, if I start the day by reminding myself of how much I can remember with regards to who I am, well that will shut that little noise up with discipline and practise.

I am not perfect. I am finding my way.

Day by day, unravelling and unfolding, healing and expanding.

Namaste...

Published
December 6, 2022
Author
Andrew Mee
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Magic

This beautiful place of Iquitos has a magic around it that I have yet to be able to put into words.

It is pretty much run down to a level that would be condemned in Ireland. There is extreme poverty and anyone without a job has to sell something to make ends meat. There are majestic wetlands and gigantic flowing rivers. Giant butterflies and tiny lizards.

Every night there is a huge gathering of local people on the boulevard to chat and laugh and watch the comedians, musicians and artists who come there to make a few Soles in tips.

The charm and character of this place is just mesmerising. Of course it is the people.

I have often been to a city and remarked on its beauty but was astounded by the arrogance or ignorance of the people.

Iquitos is the first city I've visited that is the complete opposite, it is wrecked and run into the ground, but I absolutely love it and more importantly I love the people in it who hold this beautiful energy here!

There is at present a tourism industry in Iquitos which has been dubbed Ayahuasca tourism.

Ayahuasca is a psychoactive substance that has been brewed for many 1000's of years by the native tribes people in order to seek guidance from their spirits for many things. There are many other plant mixtures that they drink but Ayahuasca is the drink of choice for tourists because of its effects to the psyche.

Nowadays and for many years now, westerners have come here for this guidance from the local Shamans, the guidance of choice now being health and well being.

Hence the term Ayahuasca tourism.

There is a dangerous knock on affect of this though. As the local population is so poor and many are starving, there seems to be an abundance of shamans walking the boulevard punting for your business. Many offering ayahuasca ceremonies for knock down prices. Really no different than drug dealers if I'm honest. Most of them are irresponsible in their approach and really don't care about your well being.

I do feel for these Shamans though, because they are only doing what they have to in order to survive, but that shouldn't be at the potential cost of another persons life.

Ayahuasca is an extremely powerful psychoactive substance that digs down into the depths of the mind to unearth broken parts of the human psyche in order to allow the patient to heal and live a better standard of life as a result.

It is simple really, but in the wrong hands, this powerful indigenous brew can kill. The indigenous people will actually rarely allow a first comer to drink straight away without going on a strict diet for a number of days before hand because the effects of the western diet when mixed with Ayahuasca can be potentially fatal.

Unfortunately a lot of these Del Boy Shamans as I call them, really only care about the notes in your wallet. So any wounded tourist coming in search of healing should be extremely careful in their approach to their healing. Cheap and cheerful could cost you your life. I am of course willing to guide anyone to the right healer. Just drop me an email and I will help to arrange the best possible treatment for you.

Even in knowing this though, I too got taken in by a trickster, a less than worthy healer. But in this case, he was very well accomplished and I later found out he is a very well know man but for all the wrong reasons.

This man was in fact a Brujo.

A Brujo is one who practices black magic. This one in particular, goes around the country stealing people's medicine, magic, healing power, gifts or whatever you are more comfortable calling it.

Now, personally I was always of the mind set that one had to be willing to give in to such magic or darkness in order to be succumbed by it. But I was wrong, well momentarily anyway.

Anyway here is a short account of what happened, I will keep the intricate details for my book 😉,

I went to the ceremoy with some friends which was very authentic, and really nice. When the ceremony was in full swing, this man in question sang me one of his healing songs in his native tongue. It was very beautiful indeed. I lay back and journeyed till the early hours and fell asleep. The next morning I woke and felt very weird. On top of that I was absolutely destroyed in insect bites, well over 200 I'd say. Wow!!

So a few days passed and I was getting a bigger and bigger sense that something wasn't right. I couldn't write any poetry, no song lyrics could come to mind, no blog post ideas popping in and even my hands weren't getting hot anymore. It was so weird.

So as the days rolled by and one conversation passed over another, the topic came up about this guy and the ceremony was mentioned. Well what I was told was jaw dropping. He took my medicine!! I couldn't believe it!!

So another few days went by and I was trying to figure out how to get this sorted and all of a sudden one night here in my apartment I decided I was going to sort it right here and now.

So i went to my room and closed my eyes to meditate. I called in all my training that I had learned down through the years to perform a cleansing on myself. I said my prayers and cleared my Chakras like My reiki master showed me, then I released any blocks from any lower energy forms from head to toe, my vibration was boosting up at this stage, I could feel my skin burning, and with another sweep and calling in all my guides, my helpers and archangels and any unemployed angels, I cocooned myself in 7 of my choosen angels wings, a shield of the arcana. This was the icing on the cake thanks to my IIY teacher 😊.

Well all I can say is wow. I was back. I felt really present and back to myself after it. One thing that struck me during the ceremony was the smell of human feces. I later found out that that is a classic Brujeria sign.

So now I am delighted to realize that I was originally right, I can resist black dark energy, but I got lazy with my protection. It is something we must practice every day.

Haha this story for many of you may seem far fetched, but there are many ways to look at this scenario.

This way of life is now my chosen profession and my gift. There are tricksters in every walk of life. They are there to test us and push our buttons. How much do you want this way of life? How much crap are you going to put up with before you step into your power? It's always been up to us haha!!!

We have to look after ourselves 😀

We must step into our own power....

What is your hidden power?

Free your true Magic 😊

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