Musings on Plant Medicine
Going to South America several years ago to participate in an Ayahuasca ceremony was one of the most transformative experiences of my life. While working in the field of psychiatry for most of my career, I've learned about and been exposed to many different healing modalities. None of them can quite hold a candle to what can happen using psychedelics as a catalyst. I’ve witnessed it transform countless others’ lives just like it did my own.
Just when we thought the state of our mental health couldn't get any worse, the world was blindsided by Covid-19. People are more desperate now than ever to find healing, connection, and community. Most people will never have the opportunity to go to South America and sit with a traditional Shaman. How can we make this more accessible for more people here in our community in New Orleans? Can we share plant medicines that have been used for thousands of years in South America right here in New Orleans? How do we modify or make these ancient rituals and ceremonies apropos for people living here in this city in this time period?
Amy awoke from an afternoon nap on the sofa to a stranger’s face staring down at her. Before she could utter a sound, he gagged her, raped her, and left her for dead. When Amy found the strength to crawl to her neighbor’s apartment, she had to explain who she was, having been beaten beyond recognition. Over the next several years, Amy would attempt to regain control of her life. However, the fear and anguish she experienced on a daily basis would keep her from finishing college, having the family she always dreamed of, or even being able to live on her own. Amy is one of millions of Americans who suffer from Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD) after experiences such as sexual assault, combat, or responding to violent emergencies.
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