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It’s after lunch on the last Ayahuasca Day and it’s clear as day how little I want to imbibe the Ayahuasca brew for a fourth time even though I’m getting some classy stuff coming through. I’d remembered an image from the ceremony before which was me in the womb, really angry and probably not wanting to come out and be a person in a body on this planet! Fair enough, I say. The rain is still coming down in torrents and the group had a fascinating ‘over lunch’ conversation to explore how come we didn’t all stink to high heaven….