Tag: ayahuasca
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A Free WOMAN: Shaving my Head in 2024
How I came to feel more feminine than I ever have once I shaved my head & other ways in which this act has impacted my world(view): Hair is such an integral part of feeling feminine – at least that’s what we, both men & women, are subliminally and directly fed from the moment we…
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Life after Aya (2023-24)
An account of the rollercoaster-like life-events post my 2023 Ayahuasca retreat: What awaited me after coming back home was a series of unimaginable life-events that were a mixed bag – some excruciating, some shocking, some delightful, surprising, catalysing, isolating, heartbreaking – some everything all at once. I will do my best to write about them…
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Ayahuasca Again (Oct’23) Part2
(Contd.) 3 Aya ceremonies I took part in, in Oct’2023 and the aftermath: SHARING THE GIFT OF MY STORY & ART WITH FELLOW SEEKERS: One evening, I managed to have all my fellow seekers at the retreat gathered in one place, after we had had a short little hike as a group. I nervously spoke…
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Ayahuasca Again (Oct’2023) Part1
An account of the second time I got to sit in Ayahuasca ceremonies (October’ 2023): In mid 2023, it seemed like I would be getting another chance at sitting with the Ayahuasca energy, with the same shaman and team that I sat with in 2020. I was excited. This time things were vastly different from…
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Mind on Magic Mushrooms (1)
About my intermittent meetings with Magic Mushrooms (2021-ongoing): About a year after sitting with Ayahuasca, I decided to explore the realm of psilocybin / magic mushrooms. I was back in Bombay after being away to my hometown for months. COVID was still out there, terrorising the world. I had asked around in my Aya circle,…
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Post-Ceremony Process (6) – Talking to Her
One thing that became a regular part of my routine life, after ingesting Ayahuasca, is The Conversation with Her. Yes, I frequently speak with Her, to Her, at Her. And after this many years (FOUR!), I do believe and understand it in my bones – SHE IS LISTENING and RESPONDING. All the time. In the…
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Post Ceremony Process (4)… The Art
Before I begin with this crucial piece of my journey with Ayahuasca, I must briefly describe/ re-iterate a pivotal event from my childhood. The memory lacks details like my exact age, or the before and after of the event. It’s like my brain blocked it out to survive. Don’t know. I was a little girl…
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Post-Ceremony Process (3) – The Typhoon & Dog-Love
Looking back, it is very interesting to me – the kinds of themes I was experiencing in my ‘integration’ process post the 3-ceremony retreat with Ayahuasca, the grandmother energy in March 2020. It seems now that all the situations I was faced with in the 3 months after (and of course the next 4 years…
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Post-ceremony ‘Process’ (2)
One of the big missteps I took back then, right after coming back from my first Ayahuasca retreat was to stay in the mind, not grounding myself to this reality. All I wished to do was to escape. To escape back into the DMT world, with its dark tunnels of snake skin, with its dimly…
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Post-ceremony ‘Process’ – the main thing really… (1)
Life after leaving the ceremonial space, returning to the sacred mundane human life: Its been close to 4 years since I returned home post my first set of Ayahuasca ceremonies, and even though I have well-documented journals to dip my toes into from that time, Today is still a long way away from then. In…
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3rd ceremony (2020) – part 3
For everyone else in the circle, the ceremony and the retreat had come to a satisfying close, but not for me. At least not yet. While everyone was dispersing, chatting, giggling, high-fiving, I was lying down sideways on my mattress, feeling & looking zonked. I could see everyone around me jubilating, making plans for the…
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3rd Ayahuasca Ceremony (2020) – Part 2
(continued from before…) As I wrote in the earlier post about the Third Ceremony, I felt as if Mamma Aya wasn’t talking to me at all that day. She kept dodging me, confusing me, spinning me around, putting me behind stranger’s eyes. I struggled to remember who I was (Anjuri, a woman, 36 years old,…

