Ancient psychedelic Ayahuasca's Brooklyn and Silicon Valley devotees

I came home reeking of vomit and sage and looking like Id come from hell, Vaughn Bergen, a twenty-seven-year-old who works at an art gallery in Chelsea, said of one ayahuasca trip. Everyone was trying to talk me out of doing it again. My girlfriend at the time was, like, Is this some kind of sick game? I was, like, No. Im growing. His next experience was blissful: I got transported to a higher dimension, where I lived the whole ceremony as my higher self. Anything I thought came to be. Bergen allows that, of the nine ceremonies hes attended, eight have been unpleasant experiences. But he intends to continue using ayahuasca for the rest of his life. He believes that it will heal not only him but civilization at large.

The process of making ayahuasca is beyond artisanal: it is nearly Druidical. We pick the chacruna leaf at sunrise in this very specific way: you say a prayer and just pick the lower ones from each tree, a lithe ayahuasquera in her early fortiesBritish accent, long blond hair, a background in Reikitold me about her harvests, in Hawaii. You clean the vine with wooden spoons, meticulously, all the mulch away from the rootsthey look so beautiful, like a human heartand you pound these beautiful pieces of vine with wooden mallets until its fibre, she said. Then its this amazing, sophisticated process of one pot here and one pot there, and youre stirring and youre singing songs.

She and her boyfriend serve the ayahuascadivine consciousness in liquid format ceremonies in New York, Cape Town, Las Vegas, Bali. They showed me pictures of themselves harvesting plants in a verdant Hawaiian jungle, looking radiantly happy. I asked if they made a living this way. We manifest abundance wherever we go, she told me. Her boyfriend added, Consciousness is its own economy.

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