Soy una mujer que llora Soy una mujer que escupe Soy una mujer que ya no da leche Soy una mujer que habla Soy una mujer que grita Soy una mujer que da la vida Soy una mujer que ya no pare Soy una mujer que flota sobre las aguas Soy una mujer que vuela por los aires.
María Sabina was a shaman curandera (healer) who lived her entire life in a modest dwelling in the Sierra Mazateca of southern Mexico. Her practice was based on the use of the various species of native psilocybe mushrooms.
In 1955, Gordon Wasson and Allan Richardson, made history by becoming the first KNOWN white men documented or publicized to participate in the nocturnal mushroom ceremony.
Under the guidance of Maria Sabina, Wasson and Richardson each consumed six pairs of the mushroom Psilocybe caerulescens var. mazatecorum after which they began to feel the effects, manifesting visions of geometric patterns, palaces, and architectural vistas. The results of that experience was published in Life Magazine, May 13 1957, in an article titled “Seeking the Magic Mushroom.”
That article is considered the inspiration for Dr. Timothy Leary and others to try similar mushrooms and hallucinogens.
“I was eight years old when a brother of my mother fell sick. He was very sick, and the shamans of the sierra that had tried to cure him with herbs could do nothing for him.
Then I remembered what the teo-nanacatl [mushrooms] told me: that I should go and look for them when I needed help. So I went to take the sacred mushrooms, and I brought them to my uncle’s hut. I ate them in front of my uncle, who was dying. And immediately the teo-nanacatl took me to their world, and I asked them what my uncle had and what I could do to save him.
They told me an evil spirit had entered the blood of my uncle and that to cure him we should give him some herbs, not those the curanderos gave him, but others. I asked where these herbs could be found, and they took me to a place on the mountain where tall trees grew and the waters of a brook ran, and they showed me the herb that I should pull from the earth and the road I had to take to find them…
[After regaining consciousness] it was the same place that I had seen during the trip, and they were the same herbs. I took them, I brought them home, I boiled them in water, and I gave them to my uncle. A few days later the brother of my mother was cured.”
“The more you let someone go, the more they fly back to you. The more you cage them, the more they try to escape. The worse you treat them, the crazier in love they are with you. Isn’t that so? That’s all. That’s my love medicine for you today”