Mother Ayahuasca Poem
Mother Ayahuasca
Mother Ayahuasca
Languorous..ssss
Long, lanky, glorious, luxurious..ssss
YOU came to her house..sss
You knocked on her door
You sat at her table and drank her tea
There is no need to gush...ssshh
Leave the glorification for God
The story was delivered, the details were given
Sit back, receive what is needed
Heal what is ready
Trust and patience... sss, is part of the learning
Your chosen new guide, Mother A.
Whose help YOU did seek
Delivers... sss what is needed, in right timing
It is not a game for ego
Mother A will never align with the ego
Like the ever-watching mother, she will hover in the shadow waiting for the
perfect moment to deliver the medicine that has been requested, that is
needed.
The Mother will lovingly deliver the dose, be it bitter or be it sweet.
It matters..ss not to her.
The request was received, and in the natural way, it will be delivered when
ready to be received. Mother A. will administer the medicine that heals.
You came to my house
You knocked on the door
You sat at the table and drank my tea.
There is no need to gush,
Leave the glorification for God
The story was delivered, the details received
Sit back, receive what is needed,
What is ready will heal
Trust and patience is part of the learning.
Your chosen new guide, Mother A, whose help you did seek.
In right timing will deliver what is needed
It is not a game or a thrill
Mother A never aligns with ego
Like the ever-watching mother, who hovers in the shadow, patiently
monitoring conditions and discovering perfect moments to deliver
medicine.
Be it bitter, be it sweet, it matters not
The request has been received, the dose will be delivered.
Mother A.’s energy is that of a freight train, big, powerful, and intense.
She has the tenderness of a tiny bud on a flower. Her movement flows like that of thick spiraling smoke, swaying and moving sensual and dreamlike.
Her gaze is fixed like that of a hawk, seeing every hair upon your body, missing nothing upon examination.
She can be swift as a striking snake; be not afraid. But be still, match her intensity.
Her color is green like a fresh tendril on a vine, whose healing thoroughly moves through you like a blast of green dye moving through the waters of your body, forcing her way, examining every crevice, coaxing the unwanted inhabitants and forces that create the blocks and problems. Silently striking where it may be tender, soothing that which needs her balm. Waiting in stealth, for the next wave… for once she has been invited in, it is forever that she remains until the last of her cleansing and healing is done. She is a diligent, skilled master of mind, spirit, and body. No ego, no infringement can stand in her way. There is only room for Love, and Love is what you will receive.
Her voice has a resonance of many levels; it is confident, suggestive, and lower in tone. She is direct in her conversation, with a no-nonsense energy that blends back into the midst of a holographic spirograph that is moving in sensational colors that are otherworldly. With a cacophony of sound and light symphonies rolling in and out. These symphonies are the animal and insect world lending their healing voices to the lulls of the Icaros being sung by the Maestros. They are helping physically purge the energies that are stuck, so Mother A. can work on moving energetically through the waters of your body.
There is more, but unidentifiable in our language. Her preference is to deal with those who are not easily intimidated, for those are the ones who are ready for the healing. Fear is the trademark of those who are not ready.
There is an ease and grace that needs no introduction; you absolutely know who she is the moment she graces you with her presence. It’s not a gushing love as you might imagine, but in complete alignment of service and grace.
For those who come for idle pleasure, they are given a show that matches their energy. For those who come for healing and have not done the work,
Mother A will remove the layers that are needed to reach the core of the issue. Ripping them off like a sticky bandage if need be. This may result in both a physical and psychological experience. Mother A. is not the judge to determine whether you are capable of handling the healing. You asked, she will deliver. In time and ways that are not measured in earthly precision.
Upon invitation into your home, she is forever a guest. She is your Healing Mother, watching and waiting to deliver the medicine that is needed to heal. You asked, and she will deliver. Healing happens in layers, and when layers have been removed, her energy will restore. Then another layer is removed, and she will deliver her medicine. This is the ancient way of Ayahuasca healing. There is no quick fix; there is only the love of Your Mother, whose job is to heal, not to be your best friend.