I’ve walked the path of plant medicine for years, Iboga, Ayahuasca, Bufo, mushrooms, marijuana, Kambo. Each time, I thought, This is it. This is the one that will finally fix me. I kept chasing that breakthrough, believing that just one more journey would get me where I needed to be. And while each medicine gifted me profound realizations, the pursuit itself became an addiction, always seeking, never arriving. After my last Ayahuasca ceremony, something shifted. I realized… There is nothing to fix. Nothing was ever broken. What I needed wasn’t another medicine, another ceremony, another deep dive into my subconscious. What I needed was integration, to stop seeking, start living differently and start showing up authentically embracing not only my angel side but my devil side too. I realised no plant, no teacher, no external experience can turn me into the person I want to be. Only my actions, my choices, my willingness to show up differently every single day can do that. And that’s when I decided, I was done. No more medicine. No more searching. Just integration. But then, San Pedro found me. Unlike before, I wasn’t looking for it, it came to me through my friend. He told me it was a heart-opening medicine, very gentle unlike the other medicines I tried. So, I sat with it, setting just one intention: to allow. To let go of expectations. To stop controlling. To receive whatever was meant for me. An hour passed. Then two. And… nothing. My friend, who took it with me, was already deep in his journey. I, on the other hand, was sitting there waiting, waiting to feel something, waiting for the shift, waiting for it to work. Frustration crept in. I started questioning, and somewhere in my mind came to a decision that ‘this is a waste of my time and money, it doesnt work and I dont like it.’ We kept walking, and eventually, we reached a cave. I sat down. And suddenly… it hit me. I wasn’t allowing anything. I was expecting, expecting San Pedro to feel like the other medicines I had taken, expecting it to match my past experiences, expecting it to do something to me. But true allowing means letting go of everything I think I know. It means being open to what is, instead of trying to shape things into what I want them to be or what I thought I knew.