Herb Of Grace: Rue Rituals

Herb Of Grace:

Rue Rituals

It was day two of bathing in my Rue infusion. A highly abundant herb, my home was surrounded by Rue bushes. There I stood, completely nude under the sun with a pot of tea rested on the ground. The memory still fresh, I remember it like it was yesterday. I was by myself, outside of the house, amongst cornfields and mountains. The Sacred Valley of the Incas is rich in wisdom and indigenous culture. The healers on the land taught me how to give myself a baño using Rue and why it was essential in order to cleanse the spirit. Rosemary and Rue bushes grew wild outside the house; everyday I picked fresh herbs to brew large pots of tea to drink and bathe in. Rue is known to have deep healing and cleansing properties. Indigenous Peruvian cultures use it to cleanse many layers of the mind, body and spirit.

I learned about this ritual during my 4 month journey existing in Peru. I used to dream of days like this, where I could feel like a child again, deeply immersed in nature, picking fresh herbs and frolicking nude around the house. Rue, also known as Ruta or herb-of-grace, is a magical, purifying plant that is used in Temazcal rituals and a variety of other ceremonies to cleanse and clear old + stagnant energy. The practice of bathing in Rue came to me spontaneously one day while I was menstruating. This didn’t feel like a coincidence to me. A woman’s menstrual cycle is a time of purification and letting go. Rue was introduced to me by a wonderful, visionary, art medicine woman that I met while living in the valley. Her name is Antua. She’s quite unique and special to say the least. Antua had invited me to a Temazcal ceremony a few days before my first ayahuasca ceremony. She recommended that I join her so that I could begin my purging process before sitting with Ayahuasca.

Temazcales are Indigenous sweat lodge ceremonies – a steam bath used for therapeutic and spiritual purposes. My experience was profound and deeply healing. I didn’t think I’d be able to stay inside as long as I did. Thankfully, the chanting, singing and support of everyone else inside the tent, gave me the courage to breathe through the experience. I sat calmly with the mental and emotional challenges surfacing. Earlier that day, I watched men gather to build the Temazcal, they started a fire to begin the process of heating the stones. We were on a hill, surrounded by trees, bushes and rocks. We sang medicine songs, talked and laughed as we waited for the ceremony to begin. Finally, the sun began to set and one by one we stood in line waiting our turn to enter the lodge. A medicine woman, holding a bundle of herbs in her hand, sang over each of us before entering. She chanted and brushed our skin with the herbs. I believe this was a form of initiation into the ritual but also a ‘cleanse before the cleanse’. A thin scarf wrapped around my naked body. I was both nervous and ready. I had spent the entire day preparing, consuming plenty of water and fruits. Finally everyone was inside the lodge, a few minutes after starting the ceremony with prayer and gratitude, a pot of boiled Rue was poured over the burning hot stones. Suddenly hot steam quickly took over the entire lodge and penetrated deep into each of us. I can still remember the steam burning against my skin and how much my body wanted resist and breathe in cool air.

Just when I thought it was too intense, they poured more Rue over the hot stones. It was complete darkness. I remember hearing different noises around me coming from others. Moans, prayers, deep inhales, deep exhales. We were purging. Each of us having the same, yet unique experience. I could feel my organs purifying. I took slow and deep breaths to keep my nervous system calm. I didn’t know the women beside me but I could feel their skin rubbing against mine. Their sweat and their strength. We all held one another emotionally and spiritually. There were 17 of us in total. We cried, prayed, purged and sang in complete darkness. I remember feeling like I was going to faint, having no more energy left inside to chant but I pushed through and sang along as loud as I could with the rest of the tribe. It seemed as though that was the only thing giving me the strength and courage not to faint. About 2-3 hours later, we were still chanting to the elements, the earth, thanking the stones and Pachamama for renewing our vessels, then the ceremony finally came to an end. One by one we exited the Temazcal. It was pitch black outside, by this time it was about 11pm and no moon light in sight. I rested for a few minutes eating bananas and oranges. I wasn’t yet aware that Rue was the sweet aroma that was cleansing us throughout this experience. Antua had informed me later on that this was the herb used during our ceremony and recommended that I bathe in Rue often, soaking my yoni in her essence to balance PH levels and shower my vessel in sweet love. Words could never fully describe how profound this experience was, how euphoric I felt after. The bliss of connecting with such a powerful and beautiful herb. I had never felt more at home, in my mind and in my body.

~ It’s all about the small, nourishing things in life ~

More than ever I find myself connecting with my inner wild woman. There is a wild space within all women that longs to connect with Pachamama (our sweet earth, mother, abuelita). Being born and raised in the city can very much deprive us of this vital connection. We don’t get the full taste of living, existing and dancing in nature. Going to your local park and sitting on a bench is one thing but pulling peppers from your garden, cooking with clean and organic produce and laying on the earth naked with a book in hand is another! Every wild woman needs a taste of the wild life to reawaken her ancient, wise, all knowing and all seeing woman. There’s nothing more harmonious for the female spirit. Nature is one of the most profound ways to cultivate a deep relationship with Self.

I call all women to come back home. Come back to your wild state. Where you can be free and fully one with all. The space where the herbs and oils whisper in your ear and remind you how to heal with the magic of the earth. The voice that encourages us to rub our toes in mud and kiss trees. She that recognizes beauty in all things. She who is one with the butterflies, the waterfalls and the wolves. She, The wild divine feminine that longs for play, connection, pleasure and purpose. Within every woman, She exists and she needs to be loved and nurtured so that we can evolve and transcend into our truest, multidimensional Self.


Divine Feminine energy flows through me. I channel my innate, God given gifts.

My intuition is guiding me daily in the direction that brings the most joy, pleasure, passion and purpose.

I am Queen, Goddess, Alchemist. I trust the path that I am on.

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