Ayahuasca in Peru

Maestro is drumming and chanting downstairs as Johannes, a German/Peruvian boy, who arrived earlier today is partaking his first ayahuasca ceremony. I can hear the river that is fed by the glacier and the sound of the candlelight crackling next to me. The wind is howling as the moon seeps it’s rays towards the Andes mountains and I just heard Johannes beginning to purge as he kindly weeps. His emotions are fluctuating from a hysterical laugh to yawning. I know he can taste his inner demons hovering his body uncanningly vortexing out of his mouth. He is now gently whispering “Gracias, Gracias, Gracias” to Pachamama.

I’ve been in solitude for the past 5 days here in the village of Urubamba in the Sacred Valley. My perception of time and space feels so prolonged that I feel like I havnt’t been home in years. I have also barely seen a soul. There are no mirrors here, so I havnt’t seen my face either. I have already done one San Pedro and two Ayahuasca ceremonies. It has taken a lot of energy from me and each ceremony felt like an eternity. I have learned a lot about myself from this journey, I just need to figure out how to conquer some of my fears. This is definitely not a drug you can play around with. But I am happy to say, I feel like I kicked anxiety’s ass!

My diet has also been extremely strict – a no Tyramine protein diet plus 23 hours of fasting a day. I did get to eat an avocado for the first time this evening. It has been 16 days and it was orgasmic. Tomorrow, I’m taking a bus to Pisac, and am free to eat whatever I like. I have never been so excited and grateful to consume salty, sugary, and oily foods.