I'm not sure what thechell just happened...but it was awesome.
I am still very very altered as I write this, but hot damn, I want to share this.
Again, bear with me, I'm still in it.
Now the blend in question only has 300mg DMT, while there is 1g of harmalas and 1g of herbs...
I thought this was going to be grounding... that's what I was shooting for.
As I tell clients, "the medicine usually gives you more of what you need than what you want."
This is another damn instance where I'm just like "what's the distinction in a breakthrough anyway?"
How am I writing this?! Great question, it really is.
Anyway. So I opened the space and forgot to get in touch with my body. Oh the ails of ADHD and being neurotic about "just get in the space"
Still writing still altered, just letting you know.
In my opening invocation I wanted to pray for my sister who had to go to the hospital today but to also to reach homeostasis and balance after sitting in the medicine space all day.
I underestimated the amount of DMT I may get in a hit, and I'm glad I did. I hit it like it was a harmala cannabis bowl (no trepidation really).
So after the second hit, I catch myself grinning! Grinning, knowing I went to far, but I was all for it!
I ALMOST JUST LOST EVERYTHING I WROTE! OMG!
Back to the story. So in the beginning as I prayed for my sister it was naturally grotesque imagery as the subconscious was touching on hard stuff that reflected infancy, fetus, geriatric, illness, etc. Just all things related, but with the DMT spin on it so it was nice and novel, even if uncomfortable. You sit with it. This is the work.
Next thing I know several familiar feeling entities are instructing me to do different things with my mouth throat and jaw to effectively "heal my trauma of expression" and I just went with it. I could see the energy vortices in my throat as they opened. There was a very very intense somatic activation.
Now I'm almost landed fully.
It was a lot, it was unexpected, but dammit, deep down that's what I want!
One love
I am still very very altered as I write this, but hot damn, I want to share this.
Again, bear with me, I'm still in it.
Now the blend in question only has 300mg DMT, while there is 1g of harmalas and 1g of herbs...
I thought this was going to be grounding... that's what I was shooting for.
As I tell clients, "the medicine usually gives you more of what you need than what you want."
This is another damn instance where I'm just like "what's the distinction in a breakthrough anyway?"
How am I writing this?! Great question, it really is.
Anyway. So I opened the space and forgot to get in touch with my body. Oh the ails of ADHD and being neurotic about "just get in the space"
Still writing still altered, just letting you know.
In my opening invocation I wanted to pray for my sister who had to go to the hospital today but to also to reach homeostasis and balance after sitting in the medicine space all day.
I underestimated the amount of DMT I may get in a hit, and I'm glad I did. I hit it like it was a harmala cannabis bowl (no trepidation really).
So after the second hit, I catch myself grinning! Grinning, knowing I went to far, but I was all for it!
I ALMOST JUST LOST EVERYTHING I WROTE! OMG!
Back to the story. So in the beginning as I prayed for my sister it was naturally grotesque imagery as the subconscious was touching on hard stuff that reflected infancy, fetus, geriatric, illness, etc. Just all things related, but with the DMT spin on it so it was nice and novel, even if uncomfortable. You sit with it. This is the work.
Next thing I know several familiar feeling entities are instructing me to do different things with my mouth throat and jaw to effectively "heal my trauma of expression" and I just went with it. I could see the energy vortices in my throat as they opened. There was a very very intense somatic activation.
Now I'm almost landed fully.
It was a lot, it was unexpected, but dammit, deep down that's what I want!
One love
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