Insects, Yoga, and Ayahuasca
"Fold your wings like this, dear, and tuck them underneath you," said an unfamiliar, though kindly, voice that seemed to emanate from inside my head.
"My wings?" I asked aloud, confused by the instructions. "Do you mean my legs?"
"Yes, yes, bend your legs . . . and your other legs too."
And so began what can only be described as a yoga asana lesson taught to me by a startlingly large praying mantis-like creature during an ayahuasca ceremony in the Peruvian Amazon.
I'm fascinated by the recurrence of praying mantis-like beings in accounts of altered consciousness. They were mentioned by Philip K. Dick and appear with almost dreary regularity among alien abduction narratives. Sometimes I wish I had the requisite psychological stamina to explore the phenomenon firsthand; for better or worse, caffeine remains my drug of choice.