Although I am still processing thoughts and realizations from my week spent at Percy Garcia's center, I am compelled to share a piece of the experience here.

Upon my arrival, Percy's father, Alcie, showed me to my cabin. His warm smile made me feel welcome and safe as he showed me how to use the bathroom and asked me what I'd like for lunch. The smile never faded over the next seven days as he worked hard from sun up to set. Even though the work I did at the center was challenging, I looked to Alcie's smile for encouragment throughout the days. I chose to go on the strong diet, consisting only of farina and ajo sacha tea, with the occasional biscuit. Fasting was a critical part of the experience, and Elsie made it a bit easier with his cheerful mood.
Another strong feature of the center was Carlos, Percy's assistant. He is one of the most genuine caring souls I've ever come across. He answered my questions, and supported my process without judgment. Much more than a translator for Percy, he was an accessible and reliable guide for me.
Percy's ceremonies went beyond my expectations. His dedication to the medicine, and those who seek it, is unwavering. It seems Percy does the work of three men. His civic involvement in the community, treatment of workers at the center, and services to those in need make him an honorable shaman. His medicine was strong, but his icaros were soothing and eased me into my journeys.
Although the ayahuasca and I danced beautifully throughout the long loud jungle nights, I feel I only scratched the surface after drinking it four times. She taught me much, but my tale of realizations are not for this post. I only intend to recommend the center to anyone looking for a safe and supportive space to journey.
Percy plans to expand his center throughout the coming years, and I look forward to visiting again to see its progress (and my own).

Namaste