Meet La Huesera
-La Huesera found me. Without strength, exhausted, poisoned, still spitting chemotherapy, vomiting the shadows that the ayahuasca grandmother had shown me. Somehow I died. And La Huesera sang to me, she sang to my bones, tired of hospitals. My body floated in the air and the flesh began to leave my bones. Little by little, I saw my flesh dissolve into the shadows and only my skeleton remained. No organs, no flesh, no skin, nothing.
I don't know how long I was there, suspended in the air. The next thing I remember is seeing myself standing up, naked, but no longer a skeleton. "Sing" I heard. And I began to sing and then I remembered that my voice was part of my medicine and La Huesera asked me to sing louder and so I did and the drum of my heart began to play louder too. "Follow me, follow me, she said, "follow your bones. Who lives in your bones?" She asked.-
Excerpt from my book, Sacred Bones, Magic Bones. Moon Books 2024.
