Several nights ago, I dreamt that I was dressed as Wonderwoman. I felt a breath of wind kiss my cape and without a second thought, I jumped, only to catch flight on the tail of a breeze.

One of the most commonly asked questions I receive as a practitioner from those new to kambo is, how many times should I sit with the medicine?

A few days before my journey to Portugal to sit in ceremony with the Yawanawa, a friend came to my door.