The Shaman does not teach through speeches or theories.<\/b> <\/p>\n One of the voices that has walked alongside this teaching is Marina\u2019s, a woman who, after years of searching, understood that true medicine is not drunk or taken \u2014 it is remembered. Her story begins far from the tropics, in a land where winters are long and light is scarce.<\/span> Perhaps that is why, when she encountered the jungle and Ayahuasca, something within her ignited \u2014 like a seed finally finding the sun.<\/span><\/p>\n \u201cEvery time I enter the ceremony, something changes for the better,\u201d<\/b> she confesses.<\/span> <\/p>\n In the silence of the malok \u2014 the sacred space where songs and plants open the doors of the Spirit \u2014 Marina learned to look within. Ayahuasca, the master plant of the Amazon, did not show her distant landscapes or exotic visions; it taught her <\/span>to feel<\/b>. In each ceremony, she faced her fear, her tenderness, and the fragility of life. She felt the invisible presence of her ancestors and the web of existence that held her even when she believed she was alone. Every encounter with the medicine was a mirror, and in each reflection she found the opportunity to reconcile with herself.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n For years, Ruym\u00e1n accompanied her in this process. He did not offer answers, but direction; he did not ask for faith, but for trust.<\/span> Ayahuasca works in mysterious ways. It does not heal \u201cproblems,\u201d but <\/span>disconnections<\/b>. And when that inner connection is restored, life begins to flow naturally again. Faces soften, eyes shine, and the soul breathes. Marina experienced this with the humility of someone who discovers that it is not about reaching something new, but <\/span>returning to what was always there<\/b>.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n The Spirit of the jungle \u2014 <\/span>Arutam<\/b> \u2014 is not a symbolic figure or an ancient myth. It is a living force, a mystery that permeates all forms and lives within every being. The Shuar people, an Indigenous nation of the Amazon, have known it since time immemorial and describe it as the consciousness that gives life to the forest, the rivers, and all that exists. To encounter Arutam is not to worship something external, but to remember that <\/span>life itself is sacred<\/b>, and that we are a part of it.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n In one of her conversations with Ruym\u00e1n, Marina reflects on the fragility of the modern world.<\/span> He nods, aware that shamanism is not a trend or an exotic experience, but a deep need of the human soul. When human beings forget their roots, they become ill \u2014 and only direct contact with nature, with its strength, silence, and wisdom, can restore harmony.<\/span><\/p>\n Ayahuasca, in this sense, is not a magical substance but a <\/span>teacher that teaches us to remember<\/b>. It empties us of inner noise, returns our humility, and invites us to look at life from the heart.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n The shamanic path becomes an invisible school of the Spirit. Each ceremony is a lesson; each song a prayer; each tear a cleansing. It is not about escaping the world, but about learning to live in it with a different consciousness.<\/span><\/p>\n Marina recalls the first time she drank the medicine: fear mixed with curiosity, but soon she understood that it was not a drink, but a <\/span>mirror of the soul<\/b>.<\/span><\/p>\n \u201cI saw everything I couldn\u2019t accept in myself. I saw my sadness, my hardness, my masks. But behind all that, I also saw something immense, luminous, that held me.\u201d<\/b><\/p>\n
\n<\/b> His wisdom is transmitted through presence. When someone sits before him with an open heart, something invisible begins to move: an ancient memory awakens, as if the earth itself were remembering who we are. In this encounter with nature, the jungle not only heals the body but transforms the gaze. Every leaf, root, and insect seems to speak the same sacred language of the Spirit.<\/span><\/p>\nThe call of Ayahuasca<\/b><\/h3>\n
\n<\/span> \u201cRussia is cold and dark,\u201d she says, \u201cand sometimes one forgets the light.\u201d<\/b><\/p>\n
\n<\/span> \u201cIt\u2019s as if a new part of me remembers who I truly am.\u201d<\/b><\/p>\nThe ceremony as a mirror of the soul<\/b><\/h3>\n
Ruym\u00e1n and the art of guiding without imposing<\/b><\/h3>\n
\n<\/span> \u201cIn the jungle,\u201d he says, \u201cone learns to stop searching outside. Because the Spirit is not in words, not even in the plants. It is in the consciousness that awakens when we surrender to life.\u201d<\/b><\/p>\nArutam: the Spirit of the jungle<\/b><\/h3>\n
Healing the disconnection of the modern world<\/b><\/h3>\n
\n<\/span> \u201cWe live disconnected,\u201d she says, \u201csurrounded by things, but empty of meaning.\u201d<\/b><\/p>\nThe invisible learning of the Spirit<\/b><\/h3>\n
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