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If my silly little ego thought it was conceivable that all of me would actually accept a subpar, surface-skimming ceremony on my 34th birthday. . .well, she had a vision-filled wild awakening hot on her heels. Yes, I had admittedly wasted the better half of this cosmic ceremony, consumed by fears that I’d return to [...]

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Twenty ceremonies. That’s a lot of dancing with the sacred vine. It’s a normal assumption that many cast my way – surely the training wheels are off now, sweet girl. Surely you know how to let go. To go deep. To be not afraid. And yet, that’s not how these energies work. It seems the [...]

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My 19th Ayahuasca ceremony had drawn to a non-dramatic yet truly painful close. We had all assembled around the burning candles and cozied up close to the Shaman. Stories were revealed. Revelations and struggles laid across our laps like blankets. No matter how nightmarish the journey may have been, we felt cocooned and safe. The [...]

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At this point, the ceremony held the usual litany of intense emotional spewings, a smattering of cosmic visions, loads of profound lessons, and the added (bonus) of some seriously critical brain-sourced judgments and critiques. There were times my head was so full of screaming dialogue, I thought I might drown in the negativity. But this [...]

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It’s been established, then, that I was in no mood to revisit the depths of my darkness as ceremony 19 spiraled into reality. And yet I know that control, albeit always an illusion, is really a pipe dream when one ingests the never-subtle goddess Aya. I felt mildly comforted by the presence of so many [...]

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It’s no secret that my March Ayahuasca sessions did a serious number on my psyche. I talked a little too much about how terrifying ceremony #18 was for me – the near psychotic break left me humbled and dazed and. . .shit, just stone-cold freak-a-fide. I thought I had wafted past all of the fearful [...]

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Two days from now, I will be falling back into the cosmic, healing embrace of Mother Ayahuasca. I am no stranger to shamanic journeys, to soirees with the helper plants, and yet, I’m back into the space of knowing next to nothing. There’s a clean slate glowing behind my mind’s eye, and it’s waiting for [...]

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After powering through the absolutely worst, most nightmarish 90 minutes of my life so far, I found the trip back to the ceremonial circle to be pure bliss. I walked from the tiny bathroom to my spot in the space with a poundy little purpose – excited to feel such a tremendous release from my [...]

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There I was, drowning in the metaphorical blackness of my most nightmarish Ayahuasca ceremony. Confronting the deepest layer of my madness. Wondering if I would survive. If I even wanted to anymore. And the only thing I could think of doing to help myself was . . . to ask for help. Throw out an [...]

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The day between ceremony 17 and 18, in retrospect, felt like the ending / beginning of Gaspar Noe’s emotional onslaught film “Irreversible”. Full of sweet innocence, naps in a sunshine drenched park, organic eats with radiant beings. We all quietly frolicked in our aftermaths, some of us touting a few battle scars, but with excited [...]

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