I engaged in what I thought was a consensual relationship with my shaman. After many years, I have realized that what I really needed was for him to hold space for me, not have sex with me. But, at the time, the interaction was confusing, especially since I had just ingested a powerful hallucinogenic. Following an intense week of ceremonies at a private retreat center, my shaman approached me to offer connection and physical touch. I consented. I felt moved, even flattered… continue reading.

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