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The Last Ceremony: NADA
After enduring three grueling nights of ayahuasca ceremonies, I was convinced that I couldn’t bear another. The mere thought of the sage and the brew’s scent lingering in the air made me queasy; throughout the entire week, I had consumed… Continue reading
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“Ladies Night: Meeting Aya”
(The following is the actual entry from my journal) I was feeling really hopeful that tonight’s ceremony would be the one. I could just sense it deep down. So, I headed to the Maloca early, wanting to get my usual… Continue reading
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Meeting the Shaman: Taita Juanito
Stepping into Rythmia, I couldn’t escape the buzz about Taita Juanito, the visiting shaman from Colombia. Despite the hype, I hadn’t researched much about him—I just hoped he might understand the whirlwind of experiences I was navigating and provide some… Continue reading
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“Day One: Rythmia, Ayahuasca, and Breathwork”
The car accident felt like a push from the universe, guiding me towards Rythmia in Costa Rica. Despite feeling guilty and uncertain about spending a lot of money on myself, there was a deep-seated belief that this journey was meant… Continue reading
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“The Push: After the Accident”
The weeks following the accident were undoubtedly the toughest I’d ever faced. It was a time when I truly began to understand how others perceived me. Surprisingly, some of those I expected to stand by me were the ones who… Continue reading
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“Dreams, Doors, and Dimensions: The Accident”
To keep my mind in check, I made it a habit of walking every day after work. I’d pop in my earbuds, blasting tunes that lifted my spirits and drowned out the noise in my head. Lately, though, my mind… Continue reading
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“Rutgers Realms: Navigating Academia and Astral Projections.”
Entering Rutgers University felt like stepping into a dream realized. My ex-boyfriend introduced me to a financial aid advisor who helped me navigate the application process. But there was a crucial hurdle: convincing my mother to complete her part of… Continue reading
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“Journey Through the Imaginary: Navigating Past Lives and Premonitions
“But my most powerful memory of connecting with spirit happened one night in my room. I shared a room with my younger brother, who was about 5 at the time. I must have been around 10. I woke up from… Continue reading
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