The Sacred Vine of Existence

Meet the Shipibo and their Sacred Brew — Ayahuasca

This picture was hanging in the ceremony room in Peru

It’s midday during the dry season here in the Sacred Valley of Peru, and the skies are wide open. At ten thousand feet, I can’t ignore the sun’s greeting. The air is thin up here. This is the cost, I guess, to approach the heavens. So, I welcome the sun’s kiss and give thanks to the sky with each taxing breath.