Ayahuasca 02: The Set and Setting
I stare down into the dark brown brew, but see no reflection in the glinting sludge. I grasp it with both hands and hold it next to my heart, silently praying my intention…
09: Trauma, Part IV: The Trauma-Dysbiosis Cycle, Continued
In the following post I will take a look ‘under the hood’ of my own biology, and demonstrate how a complex web of interactions began undermining my mental and physical wellbeing.
08: Trauma, Part III: Antibiotics to IBS to Depression — A Cycle of Despair
The truth is, nothing “died inside of me.” No, on the contrary, something was very, very alive. A thriving colony of dysbiotic bacteria, feasting on and mis-digesting my food intake, themselves belching sulphorous, malodorous gases that caused intense discomfort inside me.