Rebirth

Frogs can symbolise fertility, renewal and royalty.

This is because tadpoles bear a striking resemblance to sperm. In a sign of rebirth, frogs only start singing when the heavens open up with seasonal deluges around the world. Many species hibernate during dry or cold periods and are only resurrected when spring returns. Fresh water is the life-blood of the Earth and is directly associated with spirituality—the royal power that heralds new life returning. Egyptian doctors knew that every embryo begins its first stage of life resembling a tadpole.

Young women traditionally kiss frogs (much as they hate it) because it speaks to the feminine desire for fertilisation plus the offspring that follow. In the famous tale, a princess from Königsberg reluctantly befriends the “Frog Prince” who magically transforms into royalty when she kisses him. Although the story is best known today through the Grimm Brothers’ version of it, the tale extends back at least as far as Roman times—in the Satyricon the character Trimalchio remarks: qui fuit rana nunc est rex or “the man who was once a frog is now a king.”

In line with this, Heka was the god of magic in ancient Egypt. He was probably the most important deity in Egyptian mythology but was often overlooked because his presence was so pervasive. Existing even before Atum, Heka was usually depicted as a healer in royal dress who carried a staff entwined with two serpents (the origin of the Caduceus). Egyptian doctors were known as Priests of Heka.

Above: the hieroglyphic implies the numbers 8 and 11 

The first syllable of Heka offers a hard “H”. Most Egyptologists see the hieroglyph he as a twisted flax fibre with three loops that refers to power. Next, the hieroglyph ka became the symbol for spirit. The energy that inhabits matter and becomes its life force is ka. With both arms open wide to open the chest, the heart cavity opens fully to the divine. Ka connects us to our ancestors, encourages our hearts to open and inspires us to feel connected with Source.

The hieroglyph h-k-t can mean ruler, king or shaman. It also infers Heket, the frog goddess of rebirth who was often portrayed holding the Ankh to the nose of a child. No surprises then, that in the Egyptian tradition it was Heka’s consort Heket who resurrected Osiris. As a fertility goddess who inspired the annual flooding of the Nile, Heket was also associated with Isis and the rebirth of life.

Above: all hail Heket—goddess of rebirth

In 1992, ethnobotanists Wade Davis and Andrew Weil published Identity of a New World Psychoactive Toad which proposed that the frog venerated by the Olmecs, Mayans and Aztecs was in fact Bufo alvarius. Indeed, impressions of the Sonoran Desert Toad can be found as far back as 2,000 BCE. Many of these descriptions focus in detail on the toad’s parotid glands where their venom lies. These include a sculpture in Mexico City’s National Museum of Anthropology and relics from Palenque.

It seems plausible that tribes of the Sonoran (meaning resonant) Desert identified Bufo alvarius venom as a potent entheogen and traded it with their southern neighbors. Perhaps the possession of such a remarkable link with the divine is what caused the Aztecs to believe in their own manifest destiny, sparking their conquest of much of what we now call Mexico? Could this entheogen have been the motivating sacrament from their homeland, whose divine properties they celebrated in their mythology?

Above: the parotid gland is found behind the eye of the Sonoran Desert Toad

Indeed, this idea of “royalty” is a profound state indeed. The fastest and purest way to get there is via the “king” of entheogens: 5-MeO-DMT. This is squeezed (harmlessly) from the toad’s parotid glands, dried and then smoked. Upon exhalation, a divine rapture washes away consensus reality. This awe drives the dissolution of the ego in favour of agape—God springing forth from within. Here we are reminded of the toadstone in Shakespeare’s As You Like It:

Sweet are the uses of adversity,
Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous,
Wears yet a precious jewel in his head;
And this our life, exempt from public haunt,
Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks,
Sermons in stones, and good in every thing.

The Tohono O’odham are a Native American people of the Sonoran Desert, living primarily in the U.S. state of Arizona and the Mexican state of Sonora. The Man in the Maze is a reference to a design appearing on O’odham basketry and petroglyphs. It shows a person at the entry to a labyrinth. The “V” shape is symbolic of the reversed pentagram and love’s penetration into our lower natures. This pattern is known by these tribes as the Labyrinth of Life:

This unicursal pattern represents the ego and its dominion over the lower chakras. As the heart searches for union with spirit, the ego develops ever more subtle ways of keeping them apart. Despite this, the single path hints at freedom. Union with God then, invites us to surrender our thoughts, ideas and opinions as they arise. Even our concepts of divinity must be yielded to Atum. This is the state of nirvana so beautifully described by Flora Lintern:

I become the naked Godhead. I am sheer energy. I am nothing. There is no conceptual mind. There is no grasping or aversion. There is no clinging and thus there is no suffering. There is just the “isness” of the eternal now.

In a final revelation, the tadpoles of many species of frog display an intestinal maze visible to the naked eye. Here we are reminded that frogs hold the key to the labyrinth we call the human ego:

The author’s first three Bufo ceremonies were revelations. They were emotional, not visual—unity without identityHeket flooding the psyche with a profound love that brought tears to the eyes. The divine rapture!

The next two ceremonies were traumatic as karmic blocks were released. A warning that the ego may be strengthened by 5-MeO-DMT which can frustrate the intention to surrender.

The sixth ceremony was an initiation back into the tribe. A passionate battle as the ego developed ever more subtle ways of trapping spirit. Finally, a welcome back into the brotherhood of spiritual warriors.

RIP
Pit Prieto
1976—2020