Rain on the canopy, thunder calling. Mother Of The Vine is an ayahuasca ceremony pressed into organic house, opening with a real storm over the jungle at night before the groove rises like roots beneath your feet. She drinks the vine, closes her eyes, and the medicine begins its work: the shadow called by name, the weight of shame handed back, the serpent coiling to reveal all the masks she used to be. Purge the poison, purge the pain, let the river break the chain. A vocoder-washed chorus carries the prayer through downtempo warmth and ambient trance textures, wash me in the rain, wash me in the green, show me what my elders have seen, mother of the vine, carry me through, born again in morning dew. The hypnotic bridge breathes you through the darkest hour, breathe in, breathe out, the vine knows the way, dark is bleeding into day, until the storm recedes into birdsong, wooden flute, hang drum, and a singing bowl humming the ceremony closed. Renewal, renewal. Down the Caapi river, she is the flow. Written by Pamela Arsena. Psychedelic Sativa FM on the Pamela Arsena label.
Rain on the canopy Thunder calling me into the serenity I take a sip nice and slow Off to the astral I go Lightning lit the dripping bark Madre's bitter lit a spark Drank the vine and closed my eyes Felt the jungle start to rise Roots beneath me, breath above Held me close and called it love Let it come, let it go Down the Caapi river, I am the flow Wash me in the rain, wash me in the green Show me what my elders have seen Mother of the vine, carry me through Born again in morning dew Renewal, renewal Wash me in the rain, renewal Saw my shadow, called its name Gave it back the weight of shame Serpent coiled and let me see All the masks I used to be Purge the poison, purge the pain Let the river break the chain Let it come, let it go Down the Caapi river, I am the flow Wash me in the rain, wash me in the green Show me what my elders have seen Mother of the vine, carry me through Born again in morning dew Renewal, renewal Wash me in the rain, renewal Breathe in, breathe out The vine knows the way Breathe in, breathe out Dark is bleeding into day Wash me in the rain, wash me in the green Show me what my elders have seen Mother of the vine, carry me through Born again in morning dew Renewal, renewal Wash me in the rain, renewal
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