I just finished watching Mama Irene, Healer of the Andes in my car, under the velvet light of Mama Quilla. I am almost speechless…moved to deep respect, laughter, but also many tears. I resonate with much of Mama Irene’s path, I truly felt no separation between us…because there isn’t….we are each other. From lighting strikes, to childhood trauma, to releasing through tears, to turning to Pachamama for our guides, for her love, for her wisdom….this is a portrait of poignancy, of wisdom, of deep hurt, of deep healing, of a woman who walks with us. Mama Irene, of heart, of powerful gifts…Please everyone take the time to watch this precious film.
I cannot say enough of how this film affected me, on a deep level, on an ancestral level and on a level of who I am and why I am here…walking the most sacred path.
Thank you to everyone involved with making this film. I love you all, you are family, we are one another. When I am no longer here it is no longer mine (Mama Irene). Wow, just wow.
Humility walks with us.