Celestial Palms 

The tops of the tall trees applauded their wind filled leaves, and as butterfly nets, we gathered the words to open the other’s heart out of thin air. Tongues flapping as translucent wings kissed by constellation starlight’s grace. We spoke of the sky, tried to be as giving as the sun. Warm.

He said to me “You are an explosion of joy.” Then I began to ponder, perhaps the sun thinks itself to be cold. Perhaps it is the vastness, the distance between bodies, that alters perception. Confuses one long enough to not see how they shine in the hearts and minds of others. Perhaps the sun thinks itself to be cold –

and you know, just sits there, giving life to dreams hiding behind secret shadows full grown, by stepping across the horizon of a despair filled mourning, singing to the moon. 

And just maybe the moon thinks itself to be a bright shining star. Unaware that its body is borrowed, it fashions itself to be the brightest light in the night sky. 

Shhh. Please don’t break her illusion, don’t wake the moon up anymore than you would yourself. Her lips sing symphony keys that demystify the water labyrinth, and turns doubt into a mist over a lake by morning. 

And what is transformation, but a gentle release of a swiftly forgotten ember from the camp fire. Where the souls of nature spirits dance as cold stars, finally remembering who they are. 

Kevon Simpson 2017

I Remember You (Ode to Ayahuasca and the Indigenous)

How does this medicine
help me forgive?
Pain turned to light
where the sorrow used to live.
And even though my habbits
aren’t completely changed
I’ve found a love I can’t forget it
it extends across the cosmic range
Where stars give birth to butterflies
and other beautiful things
Quantum particle of my heart
it’s light that makes me sing

Oh Mother Ayahuasca
Do you know what you saved me from?
I was trapped in a maze of mirrors
into your arms I run
Oh Mother Ayahuasca
Do you know what you made me feel?
there’s a soul somewhere inside of me
the skin of my ego peeled.

and my heart is naked
in the middle of the night
it beats so perfect
I am freed from my plight
my heart is naked
in the middle of the night
it beats so perfect
I am freed from my plight

De ja vu, De ja Vu
Is just a soul memory
Do you remember me?
Do you

remember

me?

I

remember

you.

I remember you.

Kevon Simpson 2016 ©

Morning Meditation Message 27

There is no reason to feel ashamed of your sexuality and wherever upon the spectrum it falls. For its infinite expressions are woven into the living bodies of all life, long before we were able to name them. Even galaxies cross paths in passionate exchanges, and are forever changed. Rise beyond the narrow perspective of, human.

When the shame that may have been learned in childhood is allowed to be released over time, the addictions birthed from that shame begin to lose their grip, and over time they vanish as well. The questions you ask yourself matters, from them do the answers arrive. So if you have been asking “Why is loving myself so hard?” indeed you have come across many situations that show you exactly what you want to see – the answers to your question.

My love, just change the question “How easy can it be to love myself?” Know, that I look forward to your answers arriving.

Morning Meditation Message 26

Upon the face of the Earth, there is turmoil and much suffering coming to the surface. It is calling out an activation of the Rainbow Tribe, for you act as the white blood cells of humanity and the planet. It is time to awaken beyond the separations as you have come to know them in your bodies. Forget your race, and remember it only in the sense of knowing that it is time to come together. As the colors of the Rainbow only appear to be separate. As the arms and legs and all the many parts that make your spirit vehicle are simply called the body, a functioning whole. Humanity is one body. The Earth is you. That is to say, stop using your skin as an “us against them,” stop using your religion as the “us against them,” stop using sexuality and your ideas about it as an “us against them,” stop using your spiritual practice as an “us against them,” it is always we against each other. Let go of the genetic, ancestral, pain and karma of your lineage, it is a sliver of moment when weighed against the timeless essence of your all knowing soul. Please understand. I love you so much. Free yourself. All of humanity has been chosen for the evolutionary process towards the light. Let the truth of the oneness set you free and awaken the codings of light laying dormant in your being, this will add extra vibrational power to your level of communication and its ability to direct and lead others through sound. The most important work is inside. Your voice is a dimension shifting tool. Remember that the first sound you are making is the one coming out of your heart, the next are the thoughts you are thinking. Believe that they are felt and heard, however fleeting and slight they may be. So then, work on creating habitual spit fire thoughts of the harmonious world you wish to create, where jealousy no longer holds you captive, where greed no longer holds you captive, where abuse no longer holds you captive, where the idea of separation no longer holds you captive. Seven generations ahead are counting on your awakening to the calling of your truest divine soul light in this moment, do not disappoint them by holding on to your sense satisfying distractions. Yes have fun, and get to work. It is possible to do both. Though indeed some of the work will be gritty, and painful, and bloody as any child birth is. See humanity as a child being born, you are midwives of light. Remember who you are. You help usher in ages, sun cycle after sun cycle. Meditate on this mantra: “I am ready to remember and put to use the timeless wisdom of all my soul’s incarnations.” I am Kevon for now, and I bow deeply to the light in you, remember this: You are right on time. Now hop to it. Earth Child, Star Child, Now is the Time to open up your heart.

Photo Credit: Christopher Chavez

Ayahuasca: A year later

It is the evening after a ceremony weekend, or the purge as it is also known, a whole year since my first time sitting with the ancient jungle brew Ayahuasca. There is an egocentric idea in the minds of many people that think that what happens on a medicine journey can be done on ones own. So they watch from the distance and judge. Though, all one has to do is turn on the television for a few minutes of the evening news to see just how good humanity handles things on its own. Indeed there are many paths to the deepest awakening of life purpose available to us all during this wonderful age of ascension, and in that regard, it is vitally important to protect this very special one. A knowing of which is only available to you in countless documentaries and articles because our amazon is being destroyed, and thus from the destruction this secret was exposed. So our plant guardians are reaching out to those who will listen, and that is the calling one hears before drinking Ayahuasca. The subtlety of plant communication made clear in the heart of ones awareness. It is the desire to experience a mode of healing that hasn’t gone through the rational mind of science, or the pockets of big pharma.

Ruysen Flores Venancino_38After a deep betrayal a few years ago, my life began to spiral slowly out of control. I found myself in the company of poisonous people (I fully acknowledge that at times, I too have been the poisonous one for others, so this is not about blame) who did not want to see me succeed. My life consisted of living within a beauty destroying nest of hungry venomous snakes who were addicted to drugs and keeping it a secret. So, step one of my healing, was taking responsibility for the situation I allowed myself to be asleep in due to a lack of self-respect, and a lack of self-love. You see, I wanted the healing for others more than I sought it for myself; dedicated my life to it. Though, what I call “healing” I have come to understand as a remembering of the perfection that is already within, at the time however, I approached it from a perspective of trying to “fix” people, and even myself. The call of the medicine got louder and louder during this time, and after a failed attempt at raising the funds to go to Peru, I began to fine tune my intent. I allowed into my awareness the possibility that maybe these kinds of ceremonies were being done in the U.S.A but underground, and I was right.

Though I will not go into specific details due to our current laws around entheogenic compounds, I will say that working with Ayahuasca was not my first mind altering experience. Though, heart altering is a more accurate description. In fact, these experiences have been pivotal in the unfolding of my ability to forgive and be a vibrating source of tireless love for so many in my life. Meditation has also been a vital tool for the integration and application of entheogenic experiences that forced me to break open my human level of compassion by contemplating the kind of compassion it takes to be a planet. So when I weigh the ability of our planet’s heart to give, next to the ability of my own heart to give, I see that the room for growth is infinite. A heart full of pain can not support life. So, meditating on planetary compassion now comes with a richness of layered meaning that wasn’t available to me before. Yet I understand that “the planet’s heart” is still a foreign concept to some. If even just a thought, it is a beautiful thought that if integrated into ones awareness, and the awareness of those in positions of power specifically, the destruction of our forests would not be happening, nor would the bombing of each other be a real thing in our world.

juan-Carlos-Taminchi-6I can write pages upon pages of the images I’ve seen during these journeys, and speak to you of the ancestors greeting me with joy. However, the message that came through after a year of clearing childhood traumas, stepping into my path as a shaman and more, was: Remember what you didn’t see. After a year of repeating the message “remember what you see” La Madre Medicina flipped it on me! I am not only in awe of the teaching, but in how it was delivered. How is it that a plant remembered its place in the pages of the book of inspiring my life? How does it remember where it left off, and continue teaching months later? We are being called to remember that beyond the perceivable spectrum of light, there is still light. We are being called to remember that beyond the perceivable spectrum of sound, there is still sound. We are being called to remember that beyond the perceivable spectrum of feeling there are still feelings unknown, untapped – the uncharted territories of creation. Entire worlds dwell in lightless silent spaces. It is from these spaces that the complexity of imagination has its origin, and is then made manifest in our physical reality.

So a year later, I’m still with the same lovely community, and I’ve made some very special friends who understand me, and support me blossoming into more than I ever imagined for my life. I sometimes sing in ceremony and play my steel tongue drum Tully, her name means peace. Thanks to Ayahuasca I got over the fear of being a musician, and in allowing my heart to sing, I help others do the same. You should see me banging my djembe down the street, playing my didgeridoo for the neighborhood, or playing Tully in the subway. After a year of this work, I am happy to say that I feel like it is wonderful to be myself. I used to hate existing, and that is now a thing of the past.

Seeing In The Dark

remember what you didn’t see
hiding for eternity
the phantoms that swim
in spaces unknown
until you decide to make them shown

and you can hold them hiding well
though they bring chaos as they swell

flashing lights and secret sights
in sacred spaces glow
as you seek the more you learn
remember what they didn’t show

-by Kevon Simpson (written during ceremony)

La Madre. La Medicina. Gracias Gracias Gracias.

Rainbow Serpent

Morning Meditation Message 25

“In our interactions with others, gentleness, kindness, respect are the source of harmony.” – Pocket Buddha

Sometimes the messages come from people in our lives that we are not ready to hear the message from. We form many reasons in our minds around why we should or should not listen to someone and act upon those reasons. Even if we are not making an outward display of our true feelings around what someone is sharing with us, our actions reveal the truth over time. We can’t figure it all out on our own, and not every divine message is going to come from a soft voice. There are times when we must be shaken so deeply to the core of our beliefs that we no longer have the strength to hold on to the ones that are not in the spirit of creating a better life for oneself and humanity. Sometimes the words can be triggering, but if you tap into the meditative practice of deep listening, you can hear the message underneath what one may even call aggressive communication. Let’s face it, not everyone in our world has worked on communicating the way you like it to be. Only you can do that. At times it’s not even the fact that the other person is communicating aggressively that is the problem. It is that you are so used to communicating with yourself aggressively, that the interpretation of someone else doing that to you is unbearable. It is as if your heart says “I do that quite well to myself already and I can’t take another ounce of it.”

So why let negative self talk continue? How can you set yourself free or be open to nourishing things if you can’t love yourself in your own mind? I really do mean loving everything that has happened to you, and loving even more your ability to transcend it all. You don’t have to interpret your life experience as broken. The interpretation of brokenness invites more of the life situations that create it by nature of activating the plane of thought and emotion that inevitably leads to physical manifestation. A belief in your wholeness will manifest situations that reflect it back to you. You will hear words you weren’t open to listening to before, simply because they were coming from a direction or a voice you did not want or expect it to come from. You will move beyond your ego so much, that you will even be able to listen to the parts of you that you miss. The inner child who believed in possibilities, the inner child who found play in the middle of wars, the inner child in you who creates joy effortlessly. To change your life, you must change your thoughts, and you can do so by meeting yourself with gentleness, kindness, and respect. Then you will naturally give the same to others. Self harmony = World harmony.

Your life does not have to look like anyone else for you to feel good about it. Love life. You are it, and so is the messenger. See the light beyond form, and remember the power of our souls. You are the fluid light of love eternally flowing, visiting a human body for now. Use your time wisely.

Morning Meditation Message 24

“Awakening is natural, delusion is not.”Pocket Buddha

To understand what is being said, we must first inspect our thought regarding what delusion is and how it manifests as subtle self defeating experiences in our lives. Subtle experiences that build up over time into an avalanche. The power of our perception is a live and breathing thing. In order for one to suppress a wound or feel the need to do so, a perceived negative interpretation of events has to take over both heart and mind over time. And so each time we successfully hide the pain from our conscious non-judgmental awareness, we give birth to the havoc delusion can create drop by drop. Face what is, be with what is, learn from what is, to grow beyond what is.

The challenge is remembering that by stepping into these 3 dimensional bodies, we at times allow ourselves to forget that awakening is a natural part of who we are and our experiences here. The fear of feeling, stifles growth on the multidimensional levels of ones being, and this is shown in the repeated experience of the nightmare, for not even in sleep can we find good rest should we decide to continue forgetting who we are.

You know, it’s a world full of people waiting for their lives to be perfect so they can finally be of service in some grand way, and as we await the rising of the already perfectness of what is – within the now moment – to make it through the doors of our perception, refugees, family, and friends, scream for help and many ignore it because having compassion and taking action requires touching the hidden wound inside oneself. It requires touching the pain we pretend is not there. It requires the melting of the “I have everything under control” persona. It requires the choice to turn off your own forgetting, and to welcome within your heart the choice to remember.

Believing that you have absolute control over everything in even your own life, is the ultimate delusion. Everything under control? So, what is it that is breathing when you forget? The naturalness of what you are; life awakening to itself.

Namaste.

Medicine Message 1

Be born today. Allow yourself to be born. Birthing is difficult for the one being born, and the one holding the experience in compassionate care long enough for you to pass through. Fear not what is on the other side of being born so much that you stay in the tunnel, the in between of becoming. The butterfly is useless in the cocoon, or perhaps not useless – food for another being. That which does not become, goes swiftly to decay. The cycle must continue. It’s not that you have to know better, you just have to remember better. It’s not that time waits for no one, it’s that you are time, and you’ve forgotten the depth of the part you play in creating the beauty you have come to admire as something outside of yourself. Words can forever only touch, they can only hint, they can only point in the direction towards the images of the infinite. You are one with it all, one with the infinite, so the voice you hear in your head is also that, you should follow your own advice, the wise part of yourself that stands still in the middle of crumbling chaos. Stop silencing that, stop allowing that voice to get lost in the noise. There is no such thing as noise, every thing has purpose, what annoys you in regards to what you call noise, is that it takes you deeper away from hearing your own inner silent note (words fail me here, for if a note is silent can it be called such?). Make time for hearing it against all odds. But here we are again, you can not make time, you are it. Remember that you can hear the wisdom of your very own soul, remember that it has value, remember that no one can reveal that value to you but you. That is why you are here, to remember that value, and to sing it out into the world. I am not a writer. I am writing. Not as an action, as a state of being. I am writing, I am it. Who cares? What are you…

Morning Meditation Message 23

We come home and lock our doors. We leave and lock our doors. Everywhere is the automatic practice of protecting ourselves from the ever pressing realization that we can not trust our neighbors. This protection has become automatic. This protection has become an accepted part of everyday life. This way of being has made its way into the hearts of billions of people, a collective consciousness that practices fear – that justifies it via the evening news. You see, it is up to us to feed our hearts and minds something else, the possibility of unfolding a new paradigm. A world where we don’t have to lock our doors, or our hearts. Inspect the speed at which you lock people out – how you pretend no one is home. That way of being is connected to how you refuse to answer your phone when a wounded friend calls. Someone else’s pain is the needle point that bursts your heart so that compassion may flow as golden honey from it. Wouldn’t you love to find out just how sweet you really are when you aren’t slamming your doors shut? Behind the door is your pain, that secret wound you want no one to see, but in the waves of unseen vibrational expressions of the heart, there are no secrets. Intuition is original sight, love the pain out of the world, and allow the world to love the pain out of you.