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Ayahuasca vines |
We didn’t really do too much today, which was exactly what was needed. After our flower bath we all had breakfast, conversation and then lazed around until lunch time. After lunch most people took walks, lay around in hammocks or retreated to their rooms. I’m not sure what I was doing, I think I just sat around outside listening to the Amazon and trying to process the night before, grateful that there wouldn’t be another ceremony tonight.
At 4:30pm, everybody met at the meeting place where don Howard introduced the talking stick to us. He then passed it on to the person to his left and the stories began. Even though I’d heard most of them before at breakfast, it was still great to hear the experiences other people had during their Ayahuasca journey, there was much sadness, tears, laughter but the most common theme I picked up from everyone was a profound sense of humbling. This plant brew really has the ability to ground and humble you – and not in a negative way but in a very enlightening and respectful way. Things are put into perspective and you realize how much the sum of the parts do not necessarily make up a whole.
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Roof of the molocca |
I then sat around with three other very cool Australian girls who each traveled here individually and don Howard came and spoke to us for a little while where we discussed the various poisonous religions of the world. Dinner wasn’t a long one since I think most people were tired and wanted to get a good nights rest for tomorrow’s ceremony.
I’m trying not to be too apprehensive about tomorrow’s ceremony, but I am. Our brew will be much stronger and much viler today so it will be interesting to see how the night unfolds. In a strange way, I’m looking forward to purging again since I feel that it helped. What exactly it helped but it certainly helped something. Overall there has been a shift in my consciousness, nothing overtly obvious but just noticeable in the way I think and feel.
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Where you go to receive your cup. Shamans chairs in the background | | | | | |
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My spot inside the molocca for the first ceremony |
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