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I’m in Colorado on a mission. On May 15th, I’ll go into seclusion where I will remain until the 30th. I’m going to attempt to heal my narcolepsy through shadow work, fasting, and visualization. Sound nuts? We’ll see.
Ayahuasca healed part of my narcolepsy. She also reaffirmed that my disease doesn’t have to be permanent.
My arms were shaking. I’d been kneeling on the concrete outside a Montessori school in Cabo San Lucas trying to purge for the past two hours. My stomach heaved, my abdominal muscles contracted, all of the typical physiological responses would occur, and… nothing.