Recently I was on a 3-day Zen retreat. (A silent retreat.) I am a Buddhist practitioner
in both Zen and Tibetan traditions. Although I treat it seriously on the heart level, I'm not
as devote in my practice as I could be.
On the altar in the meditation hall in our retreat space, there's a sublimely
beautiful wooden statue of the Buddha. He is seated on a lotus flower, deep in Samadhi.
(Very deep, concentrated, trancendental meditation.) And behind him is carved the most
amazing cosmology of Boddhisattva's and entities, emerging from an elaborate matrix of abstraction.
And then it hit me like a thunderbolt. If you took this statue to a shaman from the Amazon or
Mesoamerica or Australia, etc., I think they would immediately recognize what was going on here.
And that's, as Mckenna liked to call it, a rupture of the the mundane plane. An entrance into the hyper-landscape:
hyper-spatial, hyper-temporal, hyper-dimensionable, trans-linguistic. It reminded me
also of representations I've seen of the meso-american god of plant ecstasy, Xochipilli.
During these experiences, the dualistic, linear thinking monkey-brain has been flipped OPEN.
Buddhism and psychedelics both seem to point to this experience of going beyond.
The statue and in particular, the vision behind the statue, reminded me of my own DMT visions.
Looking at that statue made me wonder about the shamanistic origins of all religions.
Maybe something got left out...or went underground at some point?
When it came time for an interview with the monk leading the retreat, I couldn't think of
any other question to ask him other than, Are you familiar with DMT?
So, I used the time to go out for walking meditation in the woods instead.
Sometimes I wonder about the apparent disconnection between
Buddhism and psychedelics. Teachers aren't publicly encouraging
of the experience, although who knows what happens behind the scenes.
One of my resistances to the Buddhist path has been that I've felt teachers
were telling us to ignore these kinds of impulses and passions. We had to let
go of those things...and grow up. Teacher's tell us very specifically, do not seek out
mystical experiences. But for me, as an artist and a human being, the impulse towards
magic and mystery have always been part of my nature. I probably wouldn't be on
the Dharma path without those tendencies.
DMT and psychedelics are fascinating subjects for me and have been for
many years. There's a lure. I'm drawn towards them like a siren song.
I feel there is a karmic element involved. A sense of familiarity.
That could be a mere projection of my ego, but what do I really know?
I'd be very appreciative to hear other people's thoughts on DMT and
how it relates to Buddhist or other meditative experiences. Thank you.
in both Zen and Tibetan traditions. Although I treat it seriously on the heart level, I'm not
as devote in my practice as I could be.
On the altar in the meditation hall in our retreat space, there's a sublimely
beautiful wooden statue of the Buddha. He is seated on a lotus flower, deep in Samadhi.
(Very deep, concentrated, trancendental meditation.) And behind him is carved the most
amazing cosmology of Boddhisattva's and entities, emerging from an elaborate matrix of abstraction.
And then it hit me like a thunderbolt. If you took this statue to a shaman from the Amazon or
Mesoamerica or Australia, etc., I think they would immediately recognize what was going on here.
And that's, as Mckenna liked to call it, a rupture of the the mundane plane. An entrance into the hyper-landscape:
hyper-spatial, hyper-temporal, hyper-dimensionable, trans-linguistic. It reminded me
also of representations I've seen of the meso-american god of plant ecstasy, Xochipilli.
During these experiences, the dualistic, linear thinking monkey-brain has been flipped OPEN.
Buddhism and psychedelics both seem to point to this experience of going beyond.
The statue and in particular, the vision behind the statue, reminded me of my own DMT visions.
Looking at that statue made me wonder about the shamanistic origins of all religions.
Maybe something got left out...or went underground at some point?
When it came time for an interview with the monk leading the retreat, I couldn't think of
any other question to ask him other than, Are you familiar with DMT?
So, I used the time to go out for walking meditation in the woods instead.
Sometimes I wonder about the apparent disconnection between
Buddhism and psychedelics. Teachers aren't publicly encouraging
of the experience, although who knows what happens behind the scenes.
One of my resistances to the Buddhist path has been that I've felt teachers
were telling us to ignore these kinds of impulses and passions. We had to let
go of those things...and grow up. Teacher's tell us very specifically, do not seek out
mystical experiences. But for me, as an artist and a human being, the impulse towards
magic and mystery have always been part of my nature. I probably wouldn't be on
the Dharma path without those tendencies.
DMT and psychedelics are fascinating subjects for me and have been for
many years. There's a lure. I'm drawn towards them like a siren song.
I feel there is a karmic element involved. A sense of familiarity.
That could be a mere projection of my ego, but what do I really know?

I'd be very appreciative to hear other people's thoughts on DMT and
how it relates to Buddhist or other meditative experiences. Thank you.
