Age: 34 (31-34 during experiences)
Duration: 2.5 hours (Santa Misa ceremonies) - 14 hours (longest dance works)
Shulgin Rating Scale: +++ / ++++
The consecration of the space.
Raimundo Irineu Serra was born in Brazil in 1892 and migrated to the Western Amazon region in 1912 to work in the rubber tapping industry. He was introduced by local shamans in the 1920s to the brew Ayahuasca, an entheogenic tea from the vine Banisteriopsis Caapi and the leaf Psychotria Viridis. During a period of eight days in solitude in the forest he received visions of the Queen of the Wood, the ‘Rainha da Floresta’ which he recognized as the Virgin Mary. He received the instructions to start a spiritual doctrine, founded in 1930 as the ‘Santo Daime’. Irineu named the Ayahuasca ‘Daime’, which is Portuguese for ‘Give me’.
During rituals, that last several hours, the Daime is served to the participants. Rituals are performed in a hexagonal mandala structure, women on one side, men on the other. In the middle the musicians are seated. Some rituals are healing rituals, others concentration and meditation rituals, some are dancing rituals. The rituals take up to 14 hours.
The Santo Daime is an eclectic religion, mixing elements from Christianity with Brazilian, African and Indian spiritual traditions. The doctrine is transmitted through the singing of hymns; they posses guidelines to receive personal and first hand religious experiences. The following document is a report of these religious or spiritual experiences after my own ingestion of the Daime during a three year period. I wrote them down, as close to the experience as possible, even though most experiences are far beyond words.
This is part one of a three part series as written by @kairon and released via ZOOMDOUT.COM in three parts.
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15th of September, 2012
Eu tomo Daime, Eu tomo Daime
Tomo para viajar
I drink Daime, I drink Daime
I drink it to travel
Tetéo, O Assessor, Tomo Daime hymn 44
I was in the Salão, the Hall where the rituals are performed to enter hyperspace. I opened my eyes and saw hyperspace starting to emerge. The common reality started to fade, just a little, and at the same time hyperspace emerged out of imagination into reality. The common reality started to split, to ripple, while interfering with hyperspace.
I entered hyperspace and was in the company of a group of beings. I could not see them, yet I sensed their benevolent presence and could hear them speak. They explained to me how to perceive beings of a higher hierarchy. I was asked to imagine a little statue of Mary that belonged to my grandmother. It was a Mary with a blue mantle, a little Jesus in her arms, a snake below her feet and she stood on a Moon. They told me: create the image, but be sure not to confuse the image with the perception. This was told to me three times: do not confuse the image with the perception. Then they took away the image and I perceived a being, 6 meters tall, radiant with light and love. She was female in nature, a goddess. She had such a compassion that all pain, all tears, all sadness could flow to her and she would carry it, nourish the suffering, soften the pain. I watched in awe, amazed by her beauty. She was brilliant like the stars, overwhelmingly beautiful, fluid like the sea, complex like a fractal. I watched in awe and allowed my being to be filled with her light.
I stood at the threshold of hyperspace but was blown away by the light and love radiating from it. My mind was not stable enough to encounter the love radiating to me. I left the ritual because I had to vomit. When I sat down with a basket to catch my vomit, I told my helpers I was ready. I could not see the group of beings, but could sense their benevolent presence and hear their voices. They told me that freedom only comes in total awareness. They could cure me, but only when I was willing to hold my full consciousness during the process. Inside my body was a demon. He was hiding from the light. They forced the light through me, my diaphragm started to contract and the light went through. This way images from my childhood started coming up. I was afraid to feel and see, because I was afraid when the situation happened. The beings helped me to stay aware and stay conscious during the time the images came up. Every time my diaphragm contracted, the images came up, the light and consciousness flowed through my body, until the darkness left my body. I saw the demons leave through my mouth, fleeing from the light, going back to where they came from.
Curo tudo, expulso tudo
Com o poder do Pai Eterno
I heal everything, I expel everything
With the power of the Eternal Father
Madrinha Tete, A Arca de Noé, Curo Tudo hymn 41
Emmanuel told me that I was ready to receive a lesson he was not able to give. So he introduced me to another being. I was afraid to trust this new being, so I asked him how I could know he was trustworthy. He showed me his heart, on which were tattooed signs. The signs on his heart told me that he devoted his life to the intention of love. So I decided he was trustworthy. He was big, almost 3 meters, made of stars, angelic. The Angel took me with him. We travelled to 1500 AD where we entered a scene in which I was being hanged. I recognized myself, hanging there. The Angel told me that this incarnation of me had not processed his death properly. All we had to do was to bring more light to the process. So the Angel and I came near. I told my 1500 AD incarnation ‘I am you!’ yet he did not seem to understand me. I decided not to try to explain the situation, but to just do what the Angel told me to do. So I brought more light into the situation. This whole moment of death was filled with a feeling of resentment about speaking out in public about my esoteric knowledge. That was the main reason they decided to imprison and hang me. After some time, the incarnation realised his knowledge was not lost, but could be transmitted to a new incarnation. At that exact moment, I gained access to the memory of this incarnation in 1500 AD. I saw the wife and kids I had, I could see the table on which the books I studied were stacked, I remembered parts of the knowledge I had studied and understood I had always searched for this knowledge during my present incarnation.
I entered hyperspace and there was a group of beings. I could not see them, yet I sensed their benevolent presence and could hear them speak. They told me they wanted to show me something. I went along with them and they showed me an explosion. It was so intense, an explosion of light and creativity. It radiated throughout the Universe. They told me I was witnessing the beginning of the Universe. Beautiful! Full of awe, I watched. What a beauty, what a power, what a tremendous radiance. How beautiful to witness. Then they told me, there was a secret they wanted to share with me. They said ‘You are that’. I could not believe what they said, yet they kept affirming ‘You are That’. In fact, every one of us is That.
I entered hyperspace and I entered the time zone around 1500 AD. I started walking around, I saw horse wagons, the stones on the streets, people walking, heard the sounds, smelled the odours. Yet nobody seemed to be able to see me. I walked around until I met someone who was able to see me. We tried to communicate and after a short time we managed to transmit images directly between our souls. I wondered why nobody could see me, but he could. The other explained that he was imprisoned for some three days in solitude, so for him to see travellers like me came as no surprise. He told me he was a seal-maker. I wondered how anyone could make a living by making seals. He wondered how a society could exist without seals. Then I understood that our society is full of seals, yet we don’t make them material anymore. Our conversation with a close friend is sealed. Our relations are sealed. Our job is sealed. We know that they are sealed when we break the seals, by telling someone else the details of the conversation, by breaking up our relation or by quitting our job. The contents that are set free when we do these things are what was stored in the seal. Our society is filled with seals, but spiritual and social seals. The Seal-maker showed me how he used esoteric symbolism to create a seal and define what content had to be set free when the seal would be broken.
I entered hyperspace and was shown the vision of the passage of the Revelation of John (chapter 6), where a book with seven seals is opened by Christ. Every time a seal is opened a horse appears with a rider on it, bringing war, natural disaster and plagues to the earth. But now, this was no longer a abstract story; I could see the seals, feel the seals. I saw the seals as collective seals, as part of our collective human consciousness. They were there, in front of me, and I was witnessing Christ who was breaking these seals. I was able to see the collective human consciousness as a whole, as a Being, with the seals being part of that, like a collective belief or intention. I saw how Christ which I perceived as a condensed Light indeed had the Light, the force, to break these seals. I saw the world tremble under what revealed itself when they where broken, not only through its physical consequences but even more in how they entered, changed, transformed our consciousness collectively.
I entered hyperspace and perceived this deep fear inside my body. A fear, so deep, touching the very root of life. I stayed in this fear for a long time without being able to witness it. The fear just took over, my whole being trembling in shock. This state stayed, unresolved, during some visits to hyperspace, surfacing from time to time. At a certain moment I witnessed my own birth. I perceived the fear of the doctor, afraid that I would die. I perceived my own little body, wanting to live, yet afraid of all the sounds and violent medical interventions. My body started shaking, receiving the flow of life, shivering. I wanted to live, yet feared to die.
I entered hyperspace and met a beautiful being, made of light. It was an angel, inviting me to come along with him. We stood at the threshold of a world made of light and love. He invited me to pass the threshold, so I did. It was beautiful, yet after some time I lost the vision. Then I saw the angel again, inviting me to enter this world. Somehow it was not so easy to stay there, yet the angel kept on inviting me every time I lost the vision.
I entered hyperspace and was transported to the moment of Jesus’ death. I was not able to come so close that I was able to see the actual event, yet I knew that he was dying at that moment. I sensed the cultural, social, and spiritual atmosphere and allowed this moment to touch my soul.
I entered hyperspace and there was a being that encouraged me to practice using death as a perspective. Death is a perspective, a pair of glasses through which we can look at the world around us. How do we look at our partner, our work, our daily life when we use our own death as a perspective. Death is what stimulates us to live, to feel what is right, to know if what we are doing is worth the time.
I entered hyperspace and there was a benevolent being I could not see. He showed me a place inside myself and told me this was my inner temple. I started realizing how big this inner place is. The being gave me an exercise. He told me to paint my inner space. He encouraged me to use the brightest and lightest color I could imagine. I imagined a color, bright and light. He encouraged me to imagine an even brighter and lighter color. This went on for some time, until the color I imagined was brighter than the sun. A white, brilliant light. He explained to me that I actually took some willpower to make an imaginable color as bright as this, yet it was part of the practice to take the time to achieve this brilliance. Then I started to paint my inner space. It was beautiful, everywhere I painted the light radiated through my inner space until everything inside was bright, brilliant and radiant.
I entered hyperspace and I met a group of beings. They told me there were six of them and that by combining their consciousness they achieved their present state. They were organized in a hexagonal structure of consciousness and through maintaining this hexagonal structure they could achieve extreme intense and exalted states of consciousness. They were located at the planet we know as Saturn. They transmitted their knowledge to me in a way I cannot describe in words. Their image, the six of them in their hexagonal structure, concentrating their consciousness in order to achieve a state they could not reach on their own, stayed with me for a long time. After the ritual ended, I woke up during several nights, receiving input from this hexagonal structure. They were present with their amazing consciousness, transmitting teaching all the time. It was more like a frequency than actual content. A frequency about transcending personal consciousness in order to reach this higher state. Some days after the ritual I searched on google to find out more about the combination ‘hexagon saturn’. It turned out that there actually existed a hexagonal cloud structure on the north pole of Saturn, each side approximately 14,000 kilometres long. The origin of the pattern is, according to the current science, a ‘matter of speculation’.
I entered hyperspace and met a group of beings which where referred to as ‘the twelve’. They are a group of 12 beings, balancing each others force, much like the hexagonal beings on Saturn. Yet, these twelve created the field in which the whole Universe, the whole Cosmos, could exist. They create a field, a balanced field in which they offer their personal existence in order to create the conditions for the Universe to evolve.
I entered hyperspace and the Archangel Michael started talking to me. At first I could not believe he would talk to me. Who was I that the Archangel Michael would free some to time to talk to? Then I realized that Michael would not have a time schedule in which he planned appointments with beings to converse with. I started to perceive the Archangel Michael more as a frequency to which we are able to log into. I desired to see how he looked but he said that looking at him would distract my attention from the teaching he had to offer. Yet I insisted that I could see him, just for a little moment. So he showed himself and I was struck by his brilliance. He was tall, imposing and looked like he was made of stars. He radiated like he had wings, yet wings are too substantial to describe his appearance. I looked in awe and realized that he was right about the distraction, so I went on to just hear what he had to say. For over an hour we talked about events in my life. I looked into his eyes and sensed his presence and he brought a clear and steady consciousness about everything that was going on in my life.
Todo Ser que agradôo
Lhe aproximo de mim
Every being I am pleased with
I bring close to me
Padrinho Alfredo, O Cruzerinho, Graduação hymn 65
I entered hyperspace and I saw the Archangel Michael healing the group of travellers I was in. He had a sword, yet this sword was not made of metal but out of pure truth and light. With this sword of truth he radiated the frequency of truth through the room, so deep and intense that all the travellers knew they had to face the truth about themselves and the world. The frequency was like a beam of sunlight, radiating and warming up damp clothes. Everything that was touched by this frequency and that was a lie, started to dissolve and leave this place.
END OF PART I.