Six weeks ago, I had an experience that changed everything. Not in a motivational, Pinterest-quote kind of way—I’m talking about a full ego death, a spiritual reset that brought me face-to-face with parts of myself I didn’t even know were still hurting.
It happened in Tulum, Mexico, where I was initially visiting for real estate opportunities. I wasn’t expecting any kind of healing journey. But life has a funny way of delivering what you need when you’re open.
I Was Stressed, Anxious… and Feeling Like Something Was Off
Before Tulum, I was going through something deep. I was feeling anxious, overwhelmed, and honestly—like I was about to die. Not physically, but something in me was clearly trying to break down or break through. That’s when I crossed paths with someone I jokingly refer to as a “junior shaman,” who introduced me to Bufo.
I had never done anything like this. Bufo, also known as 5-MeO-DMT, is a powerful psychedelic made from the venom of the Alvarius toad. It’s not legal in the U.S., but in Tulum, I was able to participate in a guided ceremonial experience. I said yes—because something had to give.
The Moment I Let Go
Smoking Bufo was unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. It wasn’t a gradual high. The moment I inhaled, it hit me. My body went one way, my spirit went another. I saw my entire life flash before me—every person, every moment, every wound I’d ever tried to suppress. And I resisted. You can even hear me in the video saying, “Okay okay okay… I let go.”
Letting go wasn’t a metaphor. It was literal. I had to let myself die. When I did, I entered something I can only describe as divine—a space filled with light, warmth, and presence. I saw my ancestors. I spoke with my father and my uncle. I was held in something far bigger than myself.
The actual trip lasted about 25 minutes. But the shift it created? It’s still unfolding.
What Died in Me Was the Weight I Was Carrying
After the ceremony, something felt lighter. Not just in my body, but in my being. It was as if years of trauma, fear, pressure, and control had been lifted. The part of me that always needed to push, to control, to protect—he wasn’t running the show anymore.
That’s when I realized: I don’t want to live from that place anymore.
How It Changed My Business—and How I Show Up for You
When I came back to The Stretch Loft, I couldn’t pretend to operate the same way. I didn’t want to. Bufo helped me remember that real healing doesn’t come from forcing—it comes from surrendering.
Now, I see every session with a client not just as a stretch, but as a space for release. A safe space to let go of what the body is holding—whether that’s stress, grief, or the silent stories we’ve been carrying for years.
Bufo didn’t just heal something in me. It reconnected me to why I started this work in the first place.
If you’re curious to go deeper…
Here’s the full video I recorded after my Bufo ceremony. It’s raw and unfiltered. I made it for anyone who feels called to listen:
And if you’ve been holding something in your body…
You don’t need a psychedelic to let go. Sometimes, you just need to lie down, breathe, and be stretched by someone who sees you.
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With love and openness,
Ben
