I’ll do poorly at describing in bountiful detail but…
I did a 2 night ceremony with a guide who is archived in the Columbian Library of Congress for his cultural musical contributions to society.
I never vomited, and I never had GI issues. I'm glad I stayed the 2nd night.
Observing others find themselves while you do the same in a free/safe space is quite a thing.
I “purged” for sure. But through the channel of crying.
Not sad loathsome sobbing, my breathing didn't change. But my body seemed to work to let go of pain while I kept being happily fooled into thinking I understood only to reach the next question posed by someone whom I’ve met before but can't name.
Eyes closed but figuratively quite open - I just seemed to tear my way through and understand that to be present and comforted in knowing a bit more about what is important was the purpose.
Its not for all, but it helps now and again after sometimes too.
Lions and tigers and bears and all…