In the Winter of 2020, having been walking a medicine path for 4+ years already, I had never felt called, nor drawn to Kambo. One day in Nevada City, CA two of my good friends and medicine people invited me to join them on one of their upcoming 3-days they were to sit with Kambo for the first time. I felt into it, and decided it was a yes. Never did I anticipate the events that came after. After I said yes, I immediately felt the spirit of Kambo wash over me entirely, we weren’t even to sit for a couple more days. But it was clear, I had initiated the beginning of something by saying yes.

In my first Kambo session I was distraught. It was such a challenge to sit with. The discomfort. The nausea. The purge. The burns. It was all so foreign, and it was entirely uncomfortable, despite that I felt completely held and safe in the space and by our lovely facilitator Hanna.
In that first session, towards the end of the 30mins that felt like 2 hours of chaotic distress, the Kambo started to speak to me. He whispered one line several times; “you will serve me and share me with others.”
”The fuck I will” I thought, feeling like that was the craziest thing he could say to me. My ego DID NOT want to endure the challenge of sitting with this medicine enough to feel integrous enough to carry and facilitate for others. But I didn’t argue despite my uncontrolled reaction.
The following day I felt so clear, so strong, so embodied, and also calm. About a week later, once I was back in the safety and comfort of my own home in Los Angeles, the emotional detox began. I knew it was from the Kambo. Stuck, trapped, repressed, and ignored emotions from years began releasing without the need for context or story. It just simply moved out of my body, mostly in the form of tears and screams. I couldn’t leave my house because I could not stop crying. It just kept coming, for about 5-6 days. It was so beautiful. When the frog left my body after about 30 days he whispered upon his exit “I’m not done with you yet.”

I received Kambo again 6 weeks later. More primal. A bit more chaotic, and I didn’t feel as safe with this second practitioner. But I knew the medicine was my ally.
I attempted to sign up for a training the following year and chickened out.
Fast forward a little over 5 years, after months of my womb crying out to me to seek intensive Kambo treatment, I found myself back in the Amazon at Kambo Naturista in a 21 day Kambo facilitator training where we also did an 8 day Kambo Dieta - Solitude, Silence, Simple flavorless meals of rice and potatos, and 6 self-served kambo sessions in group. Kambo healed the placement and my relationship to my womb in this training and the days after, an aspect of my healing that had long alluded me despite my best efforts. I deepened what was already a very strong bond with the medicine and the spirit of the frog.
I am humbled, grateful, and deeply honored to now carry, share and facilitate this medicine for others.

Gracias Kambocito, por su medicina.