In this raw, unfiltered reflection after a peyote ceremony, I share the moment I realized that the restless energy I had accepted as “me” was never truly mine. What unfolded wasn’t a psychedelic trip—it was a deep soul-level excavation. Through guided intention, fire, stillness, and pain, I found the place in my body where something foreign had made itself at home. This is the story of how I asked it to leave. Of learning to protect my soul. Of understanding the ember within. If you’ve ever felt consumed by something you couldn’t explain, or wondered where your energy ends and another begins, this is for you.