The Weaving Garden

The Weaving Garden The Weaving Garden is a space to come to remember ~ our prayers, our ancestral ways and our innate connection with Mother Nature and all her plant teachers.

The Little Garden of DeathIt's been nearly 3 years of trying to DO something with the right side of my garden. Anything ...
14/08/2025

The Little Garden of Death

It's been nearly 3 years of trying to DO something with the right side of my garden. Anything I have planted in there has almost immediately died, or since Guinney's arrival, been pulled out & killed.

This garden originally was one big vine, overtop 200+lbs of stones & construction debris. For the last 3 years, I've been doing everything within my means to try to bring it back to life.

With absolutely NO SUCCESS.

When I returned back home from my trip to Canada, I noticed a new plant had sprouted. However, it was not inside this garden of death but rather on the outside border of it.

It caught my attention, this sweet little plant, who grew all on its own, on the OUTSIDE of this garden. It's original mother was killed by Guinney but clearly planted a prophetic seed.

The only plant that remained was a half alive, half dead cedar shrub.

This morning, I have been in ceremony, giving some much needed attention to my plants ~ deadheading, adding soil & giving them all a good drink of water.

And the cedar spoke to me & confirmed what I had always suspected ~ nothing will ever grow in this garden & that it's the garden of death for a reason.

Reminding me that this little piece of land is ALWAYS going to reflect me, so long as I am it's guardian.

And I carry both the frequencies of life & death ~ having physically experienced both in this incarnation. My challenge for the last 8 years ~ learning how to be both.

What does my garden need moving forward? What do I NEED, moving forward?

I asked cedar, "Am I just meant to leave this bare & empty?"

"No. Please remember that LIFE needs protection from the impending death all beings will eventually face. No-thing is spared from death, but you can preserve the life while it's there."

Then a vision of this little garden, full of life all in their own sweet little protective containers & pots appeared. Tiered levels, big rocks, & an altar in the center to honour & respect the powerful death portal that exists.

Life and death, living together, harmoniously.

Now what this means for me? Who knows. I'll just make it happen in my garden first & then I'll find out😉

AN INVITATION FOR ONE LAST CEREMONY ~ SYDNEY~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Good morning folks!  Some great news.  We h...
13/06/2025

AN INVITATION FOR ONE LAST CEREMONY ~ SYDNEY

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Good morning folks! Some great news. We have been able to organize one last final Cannabis plant medicine ceremony in Sydney before I leave the Island and return back to Peru!

This SUNDAY, JUNE 15 from 10am-7pm (the latest).

The exchange is a sliding scale of $250-350, and if that amount isn't feasible to pay upfront, we can easily arrange a payment plan that helps make this accessible to you.

If you're hearing the call, please reach out with any questions or concerns you have.

The folks who attended the ceremony last weekend are still feeling the benefits of the work they did ~ from snapping out of a depressive state, to better relating with their overactive mind, sleeping deeper at night, feeling more connected to their body & spirit.

But a common thread is this deep affirmation, that the spirit of Santa Maria (cannabis) has been with them this whole time guiding them ~ they simply needed the reminder and the confirmation through a ceremonial & guided space to bring that awareness to the forefront. To remember the importance of intentionality, and how that is a total game changer.

Below is a video that Jenny Kara from thewitchingpost_ shared yesterday about how she experienced the medicine. Please have a listen!

The common theme with these ceremonies, is that it's simply difficult to put into clear words what happened & what was felt. One simply needs to experience it to understand.

So I would love to have you join this Sunday, and have the opportunity to weave an unforgettable experience with you.

Wishing you all a beautiful day!
Lori

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🌱🕸 THE WEAVING GARDEN 🕸🌱My old handle 'The Chrysalis' has been sitting empty and lifeless for some time now ~ and I supp...
16/05/2025

🌱🕸 THE WEAVING GARDEN 🕸🌱

My old handle 'The Chrysalis' has been sitting empty and lifeless for some time now ~ and I suppose it's due time for me to reintroduce myself.

If you're curious to receive this update about me, grab yourself a cup of tea...because the long-winded novel has returned!

Because this crazy little butterfly emerged from its chrysalis at some random point in time and flew away to experience her new life, in new form ~ to some beautiful little garden somewhere far away from the place she had destructed herself from caterpillar into this messy, complicated pile of goo, in order to reformulate and remember herself as what God always intended for her to become.

And that was a butterfly.

And this butterfly, is now me.

Still Lori...but Lori with a kick*ss new set of wings.

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My world has drastically changed over the last 4 years since leaving the North and relocating to Peru, and I've been fairly quiet and ghost-like during this chapter of my life
..aside from the relentless stories posted about my cats and my Toé plant!

And it's because there was this new world for me ~ and me alone ~ to explore.

I quickly realized I was immersed in a new form of education ~ one that required a deeper level of devotion and focus than anything I've ever experienced before.

The plants called ~ and extended an invitation that went far beyond my own personal and self-ish musings.

I was invited to become a medicine woman; and ultimately, a Santa Maria (Cannabis) medicine carrier ~ without a human teacher to show me the ways.

I prayed long and hard for another human to walk alongside me as a teacher
..but they never showed up.

Instead, Ayahuasca appeared ~ presenting herself as the Headmaster of this educational program I found myself blindly enrolled in.

Her intention was never for me to learn how to serve this medicine and become an apprentice; her role as my Headmaster was to provide me an outlet; to experience her technology and learn to journey into my own ancestral memories and begin to revive them.

The human teacher I was praying for to arrive, ironically resided within me this whole time
..LITERALLY!

They just so happened to be the nano-particles of my now dead ancestors, who were living rent free in my blood!

I simply required the psychedelic intervention and experience of it enough times in order to restore the connection with my ancestors, and to begin to trust in what it was I was being shown.

My prayers WERE in fact, being answered
...in the most unconventional and unimaginable way ever!

And that being said, I am so grateful for the few humans who have showed up along the way ~ who served as necessary reflections, examples, mirrors, karmic teachers and more importantly, the 'guinnea pigs' who trusted me enough to practice this medicine I was ressurecting with.

There have also been a few key people who have provided me the necessary sounding board space for me to express and openly share my experiences with ~ finally being given the opportunity to experience what it's like to simply be witnessed, respected and embraced for all my madness.

In these perspectives, I was not alone.

Since moving to Peru, I have fortunately been surrounded by other weirdos, who were also walking their own isolated path of remembering
..and luckily we remembered that we walk this life together, alone.

However, the plants taught me in order to truly be a student and walk a shamanic path alongside them ~ in alignement, reverence and respect to the Indigenous ways ~ that it required looooong periods of isolation and sacrifice of human comforts.

For me, it essentially required a complete severance from the world I orginally came from, in order to learn to speak the language and to weave the technology of the plants in a clear way.

This was especially important for those who've come to this path from the Western world, with white, colonizer/settler roots, with dreams of 'breaking free from the matrix'.

An enormous, and oftentimes painful process, of deprogramming from the capitalistic, colonization and racism consciousnesses that were inherited at birth occurs ~ in order to be given permission to enter, operate and be supported within the plant realm.

And this education was never formal, but nonetheless, I found myself back in school ~ yet AGAIN, as a mature student.

***I'll be 43 years old in July, and am only NOW, just starting to rebuild and live my life freely!***

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My schoolhouse became my garden, the mountains and the Amazon jungle ~ and my professors were a multitude of plants.

They needed to reteach me psychology/counseling, physical therapy and business/economics ~ from THEIR lens and THEIR perspective.

These were all formal educations I had previously studied (business, social work and massage therapy) and there was a huge disconnect and distortion from what I had learned vs what was existing within the natural world.

And my assignment was to build a bridge between these opposing and contradictory teachings; to learn how to respectfully keep them in their own respective lanes, and to learn how to become a dancer between these two worlds.

These plants also taught me new skills ~ how to be a ceremonialist, a divinator, an energetic doctor and surgeon and most importantly, how to view all of God's creation through the lens of engineering.

The most ironic and surprising education for me, was remembering that I was actually a potent songstress ~ whose voice could bend and transmit a multitude of different energetic frequencies.

(...but that's a story for another day, but thank you Ayahuasca for teaching me how to use my voice 🙏).

Simply put, the plants taught me how to remember and be WHO and WHAT I have always been
...even when it more times than not, challenges and confuses the belief systems and comfort levels of the people and the world around me.

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Now, I have been thoroughly enjoying this phase of my life ~ ALL the highs and the lows that comes with the territory of this walking this type of path.

And the part I have been enjoying, perhaps just a little bit too much, has been the isolation of it all.

I LOVE my witch's cave.

I love my little bubble where I co-exist with my cats and the select few weirdo friends.

And I absolutely cherish my time alone with my garden and this intimate relationship I have developed with the spirit and plant realms.

AND...

All my teachers have essentially kicked me out of this part of my schooling ~ reminding me that a plant's purpose, once it's reached a certain level of maturity, is never to serve itself
..it's there to serve the ecosystem that it belongs to.

"Get out there Lori. You didn't attend school just to keep your nose in the 'books' and hide in the library for the rest of your life ~ hoarding everything you've learned. DO something with this education!"

And so I've been sitting in this space I call "The Weaving Garden" ~ the space that feels like home fore me ~ telling myself I need to have all my ducks in order (from the perspective of a 'business model') before speaking it out loud and begin to publicly share this medicine I carry
..beyond the folks who somehow found me in my cave with a homing pigeon and asked for support!

That it's time to step outside of myself and find some minute way to be in servitude to the ecosystem that I belong to, and participate in the greater collective healing of our shared society in a more direct and accessible way.

And the voice of my garden whispered:

"A garden becomes a garden the moment you plant one single seed. It takes time to germinate. It takes time for it to bloom. And all that matters is you planted the seed. And what matters most, is that you care and nurture that seed in its process of becoming a plant."

And so that's what this post is.

That's what the renaming of my social media hanger is about.

It's simply me, planting a new seed ~ one that I am now responsible for nurturing.

So if you've made it this far...

WELCOME TO MY GARDEN!

Over time, I will share more about what kind of work I do, the stories of my life experiences, the teachings that have been gifted to me and the ways in which I can be of service, as you walk your own unique path of remembering.

And who knows, maybe even a fancy shmancy website will be birthed and I'll somehow get the hang of this whole social media thing. And MAYBE... just maybe, I'll learn how to communicate in a less labourous and flowery way that doesn't require a cup of tea and a long attention span to get the point across (hello, neuro-spicy brain!) 🤣

The possibilities in my garden are endless...

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A photo of me ~ in my rawest form ~ in the very garden that taught me how to take my life back.

The very garden, where Headmaster Ayahuasca lives, breathes and teaches ~ the Amazon jungle.

La Selva, el jardin y mi Maestra de mi corazon

🐍🐆🦅🌳🏵

✨️ Soul Contracts ✨️After a spontaneous run-in with a powerfully wise woman yesterday, that turned into hours of bee-hiv...
11/05/2024

✨️ Soul Contracts ✨️

After a spontaneous run-in with a powerfully wise woman yesterday, that turned into hours of bee-hive minding life together, I was powerfully reminded about my ability to delete, re-write, upgrade & create my soul contracts.

And the timing of this remembrance was nothing short of a miracle. That this is something that we are often invited to do when you are standing in the gateway of a grande paradigm shift and is what's required for the embodiment of this new frequency and is what allows you to walk through to the other side.

Something I have a strong tendency to forget to do 🤭

This all ties into my greater lesson from the jungle and from the death of my garden spider:

"Don't forget to also let go of what IS serving you to make space for this new paradigm to fully drop in".

I'm currently working with a powerful plant elixir called "Magick 37".

It's a highly concentrated extraction of 37 Amazonian jungle plants and it's one of the most beautiful and powerful medicines I've ever journeyed with.

And last night, this army of plants helped me begin the process of witnessing, acknowledging and assessing all the soul contracts that I'm currently carrying and how they are playing out.

This plant team sat me down at a large round table and presented 3 different piles of of contracts:

1) For deleting
2) For re-writing & upgrading
3) For creating brand new contracts to bring in something completely new and foreign

And the incredible thing about this elixir I'm working with, was just HOW effortless this process ended up being for me.

I've done this practice before, and it wasn't easy. It was an enormous mental task that in all honesty, exhausted me.

It's likely the reason why I don't do it as often as I should!

But with these plants by my side, they already completed the biggest task ~ they suggestively organized it all for me to review, and presented it to me in a very clear way, and were transparent that this was THEIR collective perspective and recommendation.

And they encouraged me to use my discernment, and reminded me that all I had to do was exert my free will.

And throughout this process, we began with the pile for deleting, where I was honestly a little shocked by some of the things I was seeing.

Because here's a hard truth that is never easy to swallow ~ the plants NEVER show you anything about someone or something that isn't intended to be a reflection about yourself and what you're carrying.

Your personal medicine space is never about another person.
..because in the plant realm, there are no others 😉

It's only the human mind/ego that creates the perspective of the other and invites projection into the mix.

And I caught myself in that program last night of projecting onto the other as the first folder was presented to me. Oh, this contract ending is about them.

But last night, it was impossible for me to linger in that space no matter how hard I tried to stay there, because I had 37 plant allies surrounding me ~ my ego didn't stand a chance at taking the lead. These plants all gently and persistently redirected my lens back towards myself, until I finally surrendered to the truth of what it was they were helping me accomplish.

It's why plant medicine requires EPIC levels of mental discipline and humility ~ because it can be a very confusing space to navigate if you don't understand the technology of certain consciousnesses and how powerfully the mind guards/blocks us from facing these higher (oftentimes hard) truths ~ that are actually the very key to liberating us from these controlling consciousnesses that benefit from the human remaining small and easily manipulated and the spirit suppressed.

"Oh yes, thank you plants. Thank you for helping me remember. Thank you for continuing to deliver me these slices of humble pie. Thank you for showing me where my mind took over and forgot its role of being the observer and to look beyond the surface presentation of the story.

Thank you for encouraging me to remain in my sovereignty.

What you are showing me in these files right now, is ONLY about what I need to delete within myself and that the ONLY thing I have control over is my understanding, acceptance and choice over any further engagement within this contract.

Oh yes, I understand now ~ thank you. The purpose of this contract has been completed.

Thank you for showing me my attachments.

Thank you God, for creating this contract.

This contract has indeed served me WELL."

I'm super curious to see what the next stage of this process will teach me about myself, but I know that I need to be patient. This process cannot be rushed.

I'm blueprinting my future here. I'm organizing my life. I'm weaving my prayers.

And so until then, I can't help but find myself giggling at the irony of this whole process of going through my files ~ it's an old familiar feeling. My first contract job waaaaay back in the day was as a file clerk with the Municipal Government.

File clerk then, file clerk now 🤣

I already know how to do this. I simply need to remember.

...AND THE WITCH IS BACK 🔥Today, I experienced the most profound hair cut of my life by my dear sister Ania Maria And to...
26/09/2023

...AND THE WITCH IS BACK 🔥

Today, I experienced the most profound hair cut of my life by my dear sister Ania Maria

And to call it a "hair cut" doesn't accurately reflect her work, nor does it do it any justice.

It's a deeply transformational ceremony ~ in an impeccably held container, where deep truths are revealed and the barriers to expressing and embodying your pure essence, are lovingly snipped away by the scissors to make space for this epic emergence of spirit to express itself in the physical.

The Master Plants Ania carries comes through so strongly and guides the entire process. Yes, she is a hairstylist by trade, but she is first and foremost, a legit medicine woman.

Her devotion to the plants, and in turn, the plants in devotion to her while she is in service, is what I felt most.

I had a vision of what I thought I needed to do, and Ania and the plants had a completely different plan. And I am so glad I trusted in their guidance, as they could see what it is I couldn't.

I thought I had to cut my hair off and regrow it, but she reminded me that the work was already done ~ it simply needed to be highlighted and that only one small part needed to go, so that I could see the strength that lied within my hair.

With 2 little snips in the front, my entire energy shifted. My face changed and my skin went bright again. My eye colour changed and went more golden. I looked younger.

It was gone. The weight of this journey I've been on for nearly a decade, and more intensely, the last 18 months, completely lifted.

Looking at myself in the mirror, felt foreign, yet also so familiar.

F*ck, I'm back. But actually, I was never gone. I was simply in the beautiful and exhausting phase of metamorphosis.

And the Great Cosmic joke of it all...

I was today years old when I learned I have naturally wavy hair!!!

I just needed the right cut and some education about how to work and relate with it.

The most hilarious part of this whole experience is that I've ALWAYS wanted wavy hair. I've always felt more like myself and more beautiful and radiant whenever my hair would be this way (created in an unnatural way).

So my mind was completely blown away when Ania was working with my hair, and these wild little waves began to emerge. 41 years of dead straight hair...gone within minutes ~ and this life long desire of mine, realized naturally.

And I couldn't help but giggle at the greater teaching I was receiving.

What I have always wanted my entire life, naturally existed within me this whole time!

Great Spirit, what a brilliant joke.

Spot on.

SPOT F***ING ON 🙏

Dear sister Ania, thank you, from the bottom of my heart, for helping me simultaneously close one timeline and open this new one today. Thank you for reminding me of my beauty and power, and encouraging me to own it.

This Leo is one happy cat...😻

The EquinoxI've been getting very strong guidance, that some epic sh*t is going down this Equinox. In my Ayahuasca cerem...
15/09/2023

The Equinox

I've been getting very strong guidance, that some epic sh*t is going down this Equinox.

In my Ayahuasca ceremony 2 weeks ago, strong visions of a massive collective paradigm shift was shown. One that will knock the socks right off you.

How it is that you relate with change, is what will determine how you experience this coming of a new season and timeline.

It might be turbulent for some. It might be massive expansion for others.

But the root of the initiation will remain the same.

Course redirection.

Refinement is coming. Little tweaks & redirects. Vision will be clearer. Guidance will be strong to clear oneself of their programmings that are keeping one stagnant (and small).

Change is happening, whether we embrace it or not.

These last 3 years, since the global lockdown, have all been to prepare us to step up and into service.

I was shown it was going to be a 4 year cycle of deep healing/shadow work & that for those who heard the call & took it seriously, that this cycle ends the first Equinox, in March 2024.

So as we enter our final equinox cycle of this 4 year cosmic plan ~ and as we prepare to receive this change in season on the 22nd of the month, take some time to really reflect on all you've moved through over these last 3.5 years.

Because the themes that came up for you, are wanting to close.....should you give it permission.

And today, as I was walking through the small village of Huycho, and received this download, all I could see was this enormous field full of new beginnings, of what will soon become enormous corn stalks and a bountiful harvest.

But they're just babies right now.

And make no mistake, they are growing ~ and growing to fulfill their destiny.

Their future is VERY promising.

Just like yours.

Just like mine.

The seeds that have been planted, and deeply cared for over the years, WILL flourish.

The accumulation of your efforts, are truly coming into fruition....not through force or control
...but through divine timing 🙏

Just like these future choclos 🌽

***Stay tuned for the announcement for an online Equinox Energy Transmission. The download is coming through strong for this one 🔥🔥🔥***

Resilience....Has been the medicine of this season.  My biggest dose and initiation was delivered yesterday, when my ent...
30/08/2023

Resilience....

Has been the medicine of this season. My biggest dose and initiation was delivered yesterday, when my entire trip home collapsed out from under my feet, when 24 hours before my flight, I find out I can't leave the country AT ALL, should I want to keep this residency (after I was told first by Immigration I could go for 6 months, then it was 30 days).

It was a no brainer choice for me....even though what was waiting for me back home was going to change so many things for me.

I had to remember my prayers and make aligned decisions to support my long term game. On the surface, it was a huge loss....but beyond the story, I trust it will serve me better in the long run.

This all hit me hard, naturally. The knowing it will be God knows when I will see my family again ~ rips my heart in a million pieces.
...but there is a sense of calm and deep trust amongst this storm.

I could be angry. I could try and find a way around this roadblock and try to change my circumstances to meet my desires, and resist what is present. I could blame the million planets in retrograde, or pretend there is some external force that is interfering.

But all that does is paints me in the role of a victim, and that never serves me....nor anyone.

But more importantly, it's just not my truth.

I called this in, in some way, and for good reason.

There was a divine intervention. I don't understand why just yet, but I don't need to know why right now.

I just have to keep moving forward.

When the news dropped in yesterday, Grandmother Ayahuasca flooded my energy field and said "Come to me NOW. I will help you understand what just happened. We'll put the puzzle pieces together. Please trust this collapse is the greatest answer to your prayers"

And so here I am...continuing to move with the guidance. I'm at the Lima airport, waiting for my now one-way flight to the jungle.

Allowing myself to bawl my eyes out when I talked to my parents and feel all the grief that's moving through me. Allowing myself the excitement of returning to the jungle and to be held by the Grandmother once again. Allowing the joy of being with my Shipibo family sooner than I imagined, and playing with my Goddaughter. Allowing the confusion and doubt of how to recover from this perceived loss and still reach my goals of creating stability and security for myself.

Allowing the Great Mystery of this brand spanking new timeline to emerge, in a new way, and see how it all unfolds and allow the new connections it's rapidly bringing into my life to softly blossom. And allowing myself to grieve deeply the epic collapse of the old timeline and all that represented.

It's the most epic BUT/AND experience I've ever had. I'm feeling a million things all at once, and they all contradict each other.

I don't know what lies ahead, but all I know is I can't NOT trust this collapse. The Universe swept the rug out underneath me, but I'm actually not falling and crashing.

This is a first for me. A sign my nervous system is becoming regulated. After 9 years of devoted work on myself and my healing...

Because have I ever been knocked down. A million times it feels. And yes, I always get back up. But this time, I didn't actually fall.

And I thank my plants for teaching me and supporting me with this...helping me to regulate my nervous system so when s**t hits the fan, it doesn't land back on my head and create chaos. I have been feeling my plants all around me, simply refusing to allow me to fall into old patterns.

Lavender, Frankincense, Ayahuasca and Ayahuma are coursing through my veins right now with such ferocity. And I feel SO safe and protected.

Even this morning, when I was packing for the jungle, not really having any plan of how I was going to navigate the expenses of this trip but that I just had to show up and trust...and I hear from a brother in the jungle community, that he is leaving the same day I arrive and I can stay for at least a week at his place to take care of his cats.

And just like that, I receiced a place all to myself, completely off-grid, tucked away in the jungle with 2 sweet cats and a family of monkeys to hang out with...
..all a 20 minute walk away from my maestra.

And this is my first time being truly alone in the jungle.

So as much as one aspect of me is wishing I was getting on my flight to Cancun (then Toronto) that leaves this very airport in 3 hours, I know that I have another path to walk first
... and that's back to the Grandmother 🐍

And that North America, my family, and the medicine work I was going to introduce to the communities back home, will be there when the doors re-open and I'm more aligned to serve and reconnect.

Peru didn't want to let go of me just yet....and I'm ok with that.

And I'm super curious what's in store for me. Because with all epic collapses, always follows an epic new beginning 😉

Heaven gained a new angel today ~ Maestro Estaban.  It was always my prayer to return to him to continue my medicine wor...
10/08/2023

Heaven gained a new angel today ~ Maestro Estaban.

It was always my prayer to return to him to continue my medicine work, along with his wife Olinda. What these two offered me 3.5 years ago, is unmeasurable with words.

Estaban was the sweetest, most gentle man with the most beautiful voice. He lived a life in service to others, and I can only imagine the massive impact he's had on the people who were blessed enough to have been served the medicine by him.

Thank you Estaban, for everything. Love and prayers to Olinda and the family in their time of grieving.

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