Closure. An Ancestral Healing Pilgrimage from Jungle Spirits via Holonic Code to Vedic Temple Ritual

This year was a reckoning—a year of ancestors. It began with the passing of my parents, followed by the sale of our family estate, and culminated in the profound work of clearing and healing my family’s bloodline. This wasn’t just a matter of letting go of memories or material ties—it was about confronting the weight of generations.

The “Bulto Ancestral,” as my Shipibo maestro, José Sánchez López, calls it; the burdens of pain, grief, shame, guilt and unresolved energy passed through generations. Untangling this was not just personal; it was a release for my lineage, my family, a healing for wounds stretching back through centuries. This cloud of ancestral trauma—personal, generational, cultural and collective—had woven itself tightly into the lineage, manifesting as emotional pain, self sabotage, persistent obstacles, neuro-physical stress, body aches and repetitive suffering in my own life, as I learned that there is no such thing as personal trauma alone.

This very particular work began in Peru, in the heart of the jungle, in May, June and July this year. Under the guidance of Shipibo Maestro José Sánchez López, I embarked on ancestral trauma specific Master Plant dieta and Animal Spirit dieta, diving deep into the astral realms where unresolved ancestral energies dwell and operate.

There, amidst the songs of the rainforest, in my hut on the floor, I began unraveling what I could only describe as intra-dimensional knots—coiled, nested energies of grief, pain, shame and fear, rolled tightly like blankets of darkness around a miserable lonely core slowly dying in agony trying to compensate in vein its way out of the fear of death and loneliness; the source itself of all human suffering.

These generational energies, I realised, spanned across many lifetimes. From the reverberations of Germany World War I and II, to medieval Holy Roman Empire battles, from ancient pre-Roman Germanic tribal conflicts to the survival struggles of early Homo sapiens, and back further still to the historical rise of the first primates on the African steppes.

These echoes of the past, though invisible to the eye, were undeniable in their grip on the present and still very much felt in Europe and the world today. They screamed to be acknowledged, and I listened. I had to. I wanted to understand the difference between burden and evolutionary emergence.

Some might find this far-fetched, but ancestral wounds, if left unhealed, continue to echo through generations, past and future. They manifest in subtle and not-so-subtle ways, nesting in the corners of our lives, but also education, language, culture, patriarchy, religion, war and politics until we have the courage to embrace them.

This year, I found guidance not just in the jungle but also in the work of Thomas Hübl, a German-Israeli practitioner whose methods and teachings on ancestral and collective trauma dynamics have been transformative. I joined his Ancestral Healing Code training and immersed myself in his conferences and writings on large-scale healing events, where the voices of history - and my history - could finally find release.

Simultaneously, this year also, I trained In Internal Family Systems with the IFS Institute, diving into their certification program with a focus on Legacy Burdens and Somatic IFS.

IFS is truly a paradigm shifting evidence proven psychotherapy method offering a hands-on multi personality approach to explore with effective tools early life developmental trauma and inherited trauma leading to spectrum disorders, addictions and chronic disease, all from which I struggled and by April 2025, I’ll have completed my formal training, yet the healing and learning is ongoing.

Together, these paths—ancient, shamanic and modern—offered me the tools to excavate what was once deeply hidden in the Human Shadow.

But the journey didn’t end there. After years away, I returned to India, a place I hadn’t visited since my yogic initiations over six years ago. The pandemic and my Amazonian work had delayed this pilgrimage, but I knew it was time. As soon as I arrived in Varanasi, the ancient city of Kashi, the oldest living city in the world, I felt the pull of the sacred rites. My heart knew there was a ritual waiting for me in Temple, though I didn’t know its name… yet.

It was through conversations with locals and priests on the ghats of the Ganga that I learned of Pinda Daan, a Vedic ritual performed to honor and liberate the souls of ancestors. its roots and related practices are found in the Yajurveda and associated Brahmanas and Smriti texts like the Garuda Purana, Vishnu Smriti, and Manu Smriti. These texts elaborate on rituals for honoring ancestors (Pitru Paksha) and the concept of Shraddha, which Pinda Daan is a part of.

It was exactly what I needed and what I came for—a way to weave together the threads of my journey, from Peru to India, from the Amazon jungle to the holy riverbanks via the astral records and ancestral code.

I found the properly trained Vedic priests through my landlords family and we set the date for the ritual at Tulsi Ghat early morning.

The ritual began with a cleansing bath in the Ganga, its waters carrying the prayers of countless generations.

Then the pooja itself was initiated on Temple ground. The three pundits chanted long Sanskrit mantras in what became a complex ritual, invoking the ancestors and dissolving karmic debts. I offered pindas—small rice balls mixed with ghee, honey, milk and sesame seeds—symbolizing the release of attachment and the nourishment of my lineage. With each offering, I felt the weight of generations lifting, as though the knots in the cosmic fabric of life were finally unbinding on a deeper level.

As the ceremony concluded, I sat quietly by the river, watching the pindas float away. This moment, this ritual, felt like the perfect closing to a year marked by redemption, intense trauma focus and family honour. It was a reminder that the work of healing is both ancient and timeless yet alive here and now, and that resolving the past is the first step to freeing the future right in the present moment, right into evolutionary emergence of play, pleasure, bliss.

If anyone finds themselves called to this work, whether in the jungle, 1:1 or on the ghats of the Ganga reach out.

Happy New Year 2025!

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