I am a writer by trade, and I am trying as hard as I can to write down what happened to me, to share it with as many people as possible.
In three days, I have made peace with three people in my life (and was forgiven) and, for the first time in my life, I desire nothing more than to be sober, not just from drugs, but from work, technology, food. I am born again, in the real sense of what that means. You have given me a second chance at life. How can I ever repay that?
I would like to share my writing with you some day.
It’s funny. I don’t even remember how I found Iboga, or you, but the gift I have received is something I wish every person in the world could feel. In my visions, I stood above the world, looked down and saw millions of people walking on city streets, driving, talking on cell phone and I heard an endless “go, go, go, go, go, go….” I yelled down to them and said “Wait a minute. Look up here! Look at this! Stop.” Iboga is a Gift from God and I don’t know why it has not been given to the world, to heal and move forward. I never knew…