The approach at this ayahuasca retreat center, called Rythmia, is all-encompassing. During the day they pamper you with all the luxuries of a wellness retreat — massages, volcanic mud baths, organic food, yoga classes, colonic cleanses. Then in the dark , you drink ayahuasca and put yourself through emotional and physical hell. One of the primary things i used to be told is that I had to enter the ayahuasca ceremony with a transparent goal or question in mind: What does one want to find out about yourself? The trained facilitators who led the ceremonies recommend that you simply begin with an easy request: Show me who I’ve become yourhighesttruth.
The question implies that at some point you lost yourself, that once you were a toddler , your soul was pure, open, uncorrupted by culture. As you enter society, you lose that childlike love for the planet. When you do ayahuasca retreat you begin to guage yourself by external standards. You compare yourself to friends, neighbors, and peers. You develop an ego, an identity, and your well-being becomes bound up with these constructs. There’s nothing new about these ideas, but they strike me as true all an equivalent. So I plan to specialise in self-discovery. There’s a nervous collective energy. Almost everyone here is doing ayahuasca retreat for the primary time, and we’re all scared shitless. They announce the primary call to drink, and that i make my thanks to the front of the road . One by one, we take our cups, silently reflect on the intention for the evening, then drink.
The things is nasty, sort of a cup of gasoline diluted with a splash of water. I throw it back sort of a shot of cheap bourbon. We’re instructed to take a seat up and lean on the wall after the primary cup. The tea takes a minimum of half-hour to figure its way through the body. I sit quietly for 45 minutes, maybe an hour, then I lie on my mattress and wait. Suddenly the celebs start to spin during a clockwise direction. Then a touch faster. Then, for reasons that escape me, I start yelling at the moon. So it goes, for what seems like an hour or two. For the remainder of the night, I see sporadic visions of geometric figures, a couple of flashes of sunshine , but that’s about ayahuasca retreat. Then one among the assistants starts to ring a mild bell.