Soul Retrieval restored my will to live

There was nothing else to do; I had decided to give up on life. 

Nothing made sense, no matter how cliché it sounds. 

It's truly terrifying how empty one can feel. 

'I'm worthless,' 'I'm just a burden,' 'I wish I had never been born' were constant thoughts.

I was never a believer, and maybe that was the key to giving it a try. If you don't believe, you find out. I had nothing left to lose.

What the shamans taught me was that, as a result of a trauma I experienced many years ago, the "fright" had stayed with me to the point that from that moment it was impossible to sleep, achieve short-term goals, and I felt in a constant state of depression.

I went to a psychiatrist who referred me to a psychologist because, according to him, the trauma could be easily resolved with therapy and a few months of medication. At first, everything worked; I stopped taking the medication when they told me to and continued with therapy. However, after a few months, I realized that something was not improving, and it wasn't my attitude.

I felt like something was enveloping me, and I was physically declining. My psychologist recommended seeking another type of alternative therapy to do alongside it, and I found something called Cleansing & Soul Retrieval.

I could never have imagined that a psychologist would recommend alternative treatments. 

'Aren't you supposed to work with science?' I wanted to ask him, but I kept my petty words to myself, partly because I wanted to challenge him with facts. However, what I experienced cannot be explained in words.

When I contacted this school, they told me everything I was feeling without me having told them anything, using a coca leaf reading. 

Seriously? I didn't understand. 

'How can you read some infamous green leaves and know about me?' What ignorance.

There existed an entire philosophy that explained each of my questions, which I only discovered after the first session.

How can I deny the sensations? The most basic ones of the body? 

As I said, it cannot be explained with words. 

Words, a human invention to convey information. 

Sensations beyond words overwhelm me. I am someone who lived through such a profound experience that in my eagerness to share it, I write blogs and invite you to try it yourself. 

Perhaps then you will understand me. 

I am certain there are many people with similar yet different stories from a journey with hallucinogenic substances. The ceremonies performed by the Paqos are highly ritualistic; we are not allowed to ingest certain foods or engage in certain activities a week beforehand, and most importantly, no drugs of any kind.

We went to a magical snowy mountain where the shamans sang to the winds in Quechua, and the air started to enter my lungs. 

My eyes wouldn't stop crying, and my body trembled. 

It has been two weeks since I got my soul back, I no longer feel that burden that accompanied me for so many years, and I can only thank them and me.

Deep down, I didn't want to give up on life. 

I just wanted help; I wanted to reconnect with what had faded away. 

I don't blame my mind; it did its best when it lacked the tools to overcome life's challenges. Now, revitalized, I strive to equip myself with more tools. 

This course returned my soul to me. 

I highly recommend it, without discrediting the efforts of psychologists and psychiatrists. In case you're wondering, the school that helped me heal is Inca Medicine School, located in Peru.

Thank you.