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The Medicine Songbook

Songs for the Circle · Songs for the Journey

“We have to find the spirit inside.”

We did our best to find artists who wanted their songs shared. If a song here is a copyright violation, let us know at hello@intiwasi.land and we will remove it. The only intention: play the music of love.

These songs were gathered from many traditions, many hands, many fires. Some come from ancient lineages, some from modern hearts singing the same truths. Play them in ceremony, around the fire, on the porch, in the morning. The guitar is a medicine tool. It opens something.

These pages are for you to use, mark up, carry into the hills. Nothing here belongs to anyone. It all belongs to the great mystery. Play it forward.

— Astana
The serpent fire pit, lit at night

Thank you for visiting. We hope you found a song in here somewhere.

And if you want to sing it with us in the flesh, there's a thirty-day integration waiting in Pisac.

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30-day integration for men in the Sacred Valley. Three men, one house, $4,000, everything in it. Three rooms are open.

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There is nothing to add. No new course, framework, medication, philosophy. The work is removing: the filth in the body, the filth in the mind, the distractions. When mind and body integrate with the spirit, we remember who we are in our divine perfection. It is time to come home to our hearts and do what is right, without permission or outside validation. This is the work I do on myself every day. My hope is to share the remembering with you, so we wake up together with the sun in our eyes and joy in our hearts.

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One house, thirty nights, three men, each in his own room. As far as we know, the only one of its kind in the Sacred Valley.

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