Tepezcohuite: Experiences with "Little Grandfather"

By Crystle Lynne, USA

Tepezcohuite (often called “Tepez” for short) is a sacred smoke medicine from Mexico comprising three different types of DMT. Similar to Ayahuasca, and sometimes referred to as the “brother of ayahuasca”, or “Little Grandfather”, the Tepez medicine is a beautiful, healing, and deeply spiritual medicine that is unlike any I have ever taken.

In the course of my adult journey into spirituality, healing, and mysticism, I have taken acid, psychedelic mushrooms, and other lesser hallucinogens, but none of them have compared to the amazing and mostly indescribable experience of the sacred Tepezcohuite DMT.

This medicine is not like the DMT you get on the street, but more pure in form. Street DMT can be equated to crack cocaine instead of pure cocaine, with crack being the adulterated form of the true plant spirit medicine which comes from the cocoa leaves. These drugs, which do get you “high”, do not hold medicine (healing properties). Tepez, however, is truly medicine, created and prayed over by shamans that have been making the sacred substance for centuries, passed down generation to generation.

Tepez DMT is designed for sincere seekers of healing

The bearer of the Tepez medicine is a shaman who has been approved, trained and initiated by the higher up shamans who create the medicine. While ayahuasca has become more mainstream in the last decade, the Tepez medicine has been hidden and deeply guarded against the western world until fairly recently. It is held strictly for the purposes of healing, and is not to be done by those who do not have a sincere desire for such. Therefore, there are currently only a handful of official Tepez shamans in the world. I recently had the opportunity, through Divine orchestration, to encounter such a shaman and work with her several times with the medicine.

The shaman creates a ceremony, after setting an altar and sacred space in the designated area in which the ceremony is to be held. The entire ceremony generally lasts a few hours, depending on the number of participants. Several rounds are administered by the shaman, who holds a pipe packed with the medicine and instructs the participant to inhale 2-3 deep breaths. The medicine kicks in almost immediately and the “journey” begins. The experience of each round is quite short - lasting maybe 5-10-15 minutes, however, time seems to disappear, as the participant enters into a state that is not bound by the traditional limits of time and space.

During this time, the shaman sits with the participant(s) and sings, prays, drums, and holds space for them during their journey. Everyone, of course, will have a different experience, based upon their history, their intentions, their level of understanding, etc.

My experiences with Tepezcohuite

My experiences are difficult to describe at best, and impossible at worst, as many of the insights gained are so beyond the vocabulary of the English language, and dare I say any language known to man. This must be why there are so many artists attempting to create visual art that can say much more than words ever could to describe their experiences of DMT.

Below, I will attempt to describe my experiences, (condensed into one for the purposes of this article) from the first person point of view:

I have been preparing for the ceremony all day. I have meditated, prayed, connected with the earth, took a ritual cleansing bath, smudged the house, and called in my ancestors, spirit guides and helpers to guide the ceremony. For days I have been connecting to and praying to the Tepez medicine, asking it to show me whatever it is I need to see. I have set my intentions to let go of all that is no longer serving my highest good. I have taken a microdose of psilocybin, as recommended by the shaman, and feel slightly shifted in consciousness, but still fully present and grounded.

The shaman arrives, and sets up the altar space in the living room. After this, she begins the ceremony, administers the medicine, and during which she sings and prays while the medicine takes hold.

In one round, I see a blue Buddah sitting in the lotus position, eyes closed, emanating a blue radiant energy that flows outward like a fountain of light. This deity also emanates a supreme feeling of peace and calm which washes over me and I am at once humbled and astonished by this. I am being shown the realm of spiritual tranquility which is always there, and seems to be more real than the world in which I live now.

In another round, I see humanoid looking harlequin and jester type beings reminiscent of the Renaissance period, of which I sense there are three. They have large round white collars protruding from their necks and faces painted in black, red and white. They are moving, holding their hands out to me, dancing and laughing. I do not sense malicious intent, and yet I am oddly confused and slightly frightened at the sight of them. However, I am more curious than scared, and I know they are showing me something, though I can’t quite understand the meaning. Everywhere there are checkerboard patterns, and the colors black, white, and red are prominent.

In other rounds I sense a being, spirit, or Goddess-like entity that pervades the universe, and the feeling I get from her is supreme love. Colors and shapes and the fabric of harmonic dimensions flows from, in and around her. She definitely has a feminine quality, (although at times I have also seen other beings that have more masculine energy, such as the blue radiating Buddah.) She dances, moves, and holds hand positions which are familiar to me, reminiscent of Tibetan or perhaps Indian deities. In one round, she appears as Ganesha. In another, as Tara. She is showing me, teaching me, and blessing me all at once.

She emanates the most beautiful, sensual and sexual energy, not adulterated by the minds of lowly man, but exalted by the highest divinity. I laugh and cannot help smiling widely. I feel joyous for no reason in particular, except that I feel the purest loving energy that I have ever felt, and I know it to be truer than true, that I am it and it is me. I feel compelled to hold my hands over my heart and my belly, for I am still in my physical human body, and am still lucid enough to know that I am in my house, sitting on the floor.

And yet, my mind is still held in this vision, and numerous colors and shapes are intricately dancing around me. I try to focus on one, desperately trying to understand the meaning, which I feel is just within my grasp to understand. However, the more I try to focus on one shape, the more it moves away from me, and I finally realize that some things are unknowable to my human mind, and I must experience the being of it, rather than the knowing of it. As I surrender to this wisdom, I relax and enjoy the experience, allowing myself to receive the feelings of joy and oneness that permeate this reality.

The experience is definitely visual. I see lots of colors, geometric shapes and patterns, which are always moving, undulating, and which seem to have a flow about them that radiates outward and then back again in infinite patterns. I have the impression that the medicine is showing me the fabric of the universe, of which I am a part. I have a sense of deep familiarity, as if I am remembering something that was long forgotten. This knowingness permeates down to my cells, to my DNA, even to my spirit itself. The medicine seems to heal me and release all darkness and blockages from my body and soul. It shows me insights to my current situation, and allows me to let go of some things I have had trouble letting go of. It reminds me that all is love.

Afterwards, the shaman and I drink ceremonial cacao and eat a delicious home cooked vegan meal. We laugh and talk, sharing our experiences of sacred sisterhood and love.