Soem friends and I are planning a ceremony this weekend. To make sure we have good Aya, they first brewed a test batch. We then gathered to take some of it, to see what it does.
Dosage was 1.5 shot glasses for me. Not sure about grams or milliliters, but certainly less than what I take at the Santo Daime church, probably half that or less.
Burned some Palo Santo, organized a nice altar, flowers, started brewing the next batch of Aya, for future use. Meditated, used the singing bowls to get in the mood. Then the brew started kicking in.
Feelings of love and good vibes, organic warm roundness, the sweet sugary fat of the land, pure milk from the tits of the earth all passing through us, feeding and sustaining us in our daily life. We are all part of the big circle, the large ecosystem, building our homes on the blue planet, singing our part of the great symphony of life.
All was good and mild and subtle.
Then I went to the bathroom. I figured hmm... there's a bit of light here, no need to turn the light on. I'll just let my eyes adapt. Seconds into the darkness, the inside of my skull turned on brightly. Animated. Multi-colored hyperdimensional techno-fractals were teleporting in, overlapping the center of my brain. I felt like everything above my forehead was disintegrating into hexagons and many rays were rippling and spiraling outwards. As I closed my eyes the field of view wasn't black, but a multicolored fantastic realm of incredible movement and activity.

Then I heard the Sound (or at least faint harmonics of it). It reminded me of previous times when I almost heard it in full. It was a sort of mmmmmmm like a choir of countless thousands of monks chanting OMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM in a cave. It was very very familiar, and connected with the non-physical context we come from, or the Bardo. There was a sound to it, and a visual to it. The visual was a multi-layered sphere. If I looked up, I saw the incredible activity of each layer, each layer composed of many elements, each of them making their own sound. The countless simple sounds united into the main sound, which fluctuated and waved with harmonics of incredible richness.
If one considered this as one sound with one source, it would be the sound of creation/existence, moment by moment. Of the Source of All Things in a way. But if one looked directly at the sphere, it was impossible to pinpoint any clear edge to it, as the Source was itself made by countless other entities and layers, all humming together
OMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmMMMMMMMmmmmmmMMMMMMAs this hyperdrive engine was teleporting in my head, as the fractals were rippling outwards from the hexagons and I was connecting to the interdimensional OMMM sound, anything other than standing upright became much to complicated, and for a while I actually believed I'd fall to the ground, or considered laying down (cold bathroom floor). Felt like throwing up, a few stomach contractions, but mange to stay in control and didn't actually vomit. Then regained my wits and could go on with the evening, namely navigating my way back to the room, laying down on a horizontal mat under a blanket, to dream on.
Drifted into colorful liquid dreams, fell asleep, if sleep is even possible in the middle of an aya trip. Came back much more chill, appreciating every moment with all my senses. We all had a very cozy dinner, appreciating each chew, enjoying the natural, herbivorous act of chewing, swallowing, deconstructing nutritious plant components into parts for human components. There was the feeling that this is right and present and good, and that no thinking or explanation is needed to complete it, just doing and perceiving it was wholly sufficient in itself.
This was WAY stronger than anticipated, from such a small quantity of Aya. Specifically the bathroom transwarp portal thing with hexagons, that was quite on the edge of overwhelming. From slightly before that moment, I also remember some insights about there being an order to things, and you can't rush the development of an entity through its lifetimes. That there are some lessons for now, this lifetime, and some others I'm still several lifetimes away from, and I shouldn't force them into this one, as they'd simply be out of place. Like being pregnant at 12 would be out of place and suboptimal, putting undue strain on the body. No need rushing and forcing through stages of development. Patience