One of the amazing things about mediumship in the Santo Daime tradition is that our own neuroses and psychological complexes actually provide opportunities for suffering spirits to manifest themselves.
I came to lying face down, unable to move. The lift appeared to be rising slowly, and the door automatically opened. People were gathered outside (I later found out that the crash had been heard all over the building), and I was carried out to an ambulance and taken to a hospital. My life from that moment on was never the same.
As ayahuasca ceremonies go, it is one of the stranger ones, a night of ferocity, shrieking, madness, gallons of water splashed all over the place, exhausted helpers having performed yeoman’s duty, the rest of us relieved when Yuri’s screams have subsided and the storm around him has died down.