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Talk like a knife. A contract with yourself.
Yesterday I wrote some news about turning 50, my family, expecting a boy with Magdalena and thinking about starting an event. It’s on my other less frequent newsletter.
I am so grateful to now have in my life people who talk like a knife.
I have left the jungle a month ago but messages from my teachers still arrive. Putanny is one of the most powerful women I have ever encountered. The plants were forbidden to women until recently, they are still only for men in most tribes. They were not available to us in ceremonies before either, they were the secret of the masters. Putanny was the first ever woman of the Yawanawà to ask the men masters to take them. They said no and she insisted so much they gave them to her and she became the first ever woman “pajé” (shaman, master).
Putanny talks like a knife, I already wrote about a powerful sentence Putanny said “your voice is your weapon”.
Here is another:
This is brilliant and resonates with me in so many ways. I found very interesting that Putanny who barely uses her phone, lives in the jungle but talks about “contracts”.
“A contract with our thoughts”.
I will write soon about speaking and talking in ancient languages which I learned a bit. In Yawanawà the most common translation of “China” is “thought” but depending on context it also means “heart” which makes any translation so difficult.
So it could also be read as:
“A contract with our heart”.
Why does she say “paper doesn’t last”? There are lawyers and laws that can be pretty good at making contracts last. I read what she is saying as “lasting beyond death”. I believe in reincarnation.
What will a contract be worth when you’re dead? Not much to you at least.
So we are talking about making a commitment to yourself. A commitment that will last even if you die, provided that our spirits continue their path outside of our temporary human form.
Thinking this way makes everything you say a potential contract. Don’t say it otherwise. I’m learning the power of my own words (and yours to me). I speak and write more carefully.
For example I prayed aloud and made the commitment to follow the Muka dieta restrictions for one year. This is a contract with myself. I could break it but it would be betraying myself so I won’t.
I notice how my own son Arthur also often speaks like a knife.
Yesterday he said - “You said you changed but you haven’t”.
This cut as a sharp knife as I feel I am working so much on myself that if my own family doesn’t see the changes I failed miserably. Yet I keep going. I see the changes and what I need to work on. I will work on improving myself all my life.
My partner Magdalena is known to speak always like a knife. If she talks, she always says what she thinks. Like Putanny, she uses few words but they can have a deep impact if you know how to listen.
I often felt offended or hurt by the words of Putanny, Magdalena or Arthur. I now always try to see the love inside because if it wasn’t love they would just not say those words. They are an opportunity for improvement, a mirror that I can chose to observe or disregard and get upset. I chose the opposite. Get the words and sit with them, control my emotions.
I often talk like a knife too now. It seems more and more. I hurt people sometimes so I am careful. It seems what I need to do now is “say nothing” or “say my truth in a few words”, the rest would be lies or… noise.
Tomorrow I will write about the opposite way of talking, talking like a “Heyoka” which I am going away from even though for some reason it is deeply programmed in my french culture (saying the opposite).
Oh, also, if you are interested in a healing by Sakou (the “Buddha of the Amazon forest”) he’s coming to Ibiza the first week of September in a high-end retreat setting with a few exclusive ceremonies in a small group, email yawanawaretreats at gmail.com if you want to know the details.