HI <3

I have returned. From the embrace of ayahuascamama. Somewhere in Texas, I drank, I cried, I sang, I probably saw God. And now I’m here, trying to explain the unexplainable. Watch me dance.

This week, we’re talking about ayahuasca. Daime. Yagé. Madre. The medicine. The mother. The father. The great cosmic silly goose. I spent three nights drinking it with a Santo Daime group, and let’s just say—time collapsed, stars sparkled, and someone definitely sang Bananaphone to me as I fell asleep. Now I’m back, one foot in 3D, one foot in the cosmos, and maybe a couple fingers and toes in other dimensions.

Also—this is the season finale. Ten episodes. 50,000+ words written. Six hours recorded. I made a whole podcast. Bingo. And what better way to close it out than with the biggest, most intense, reality-shattering thing I can buy?

Ayahuasca is a teacher, a celebration, a reckoning. And she demands that you look.

Because she’s a hot bitch. And I love her so much.

XOXOXO,
Nat