So, I've always been a big fan of Mushrooms, especially "magic" ones.
A few years back I lived in Seattle and would pick psychedelic mushrooms in the park and eat them at home or go out dancing.
Today, I'm a bit different. In fact just last week I was in Maria Sabina's hometown and had the opportunity to participate in a few ceremonies in an old, indigenous grandmothers basement.
So I did. I ate every mushroom she gave me while she prayed her little yet powerful heart out for 6 hours straight.
Prayer after prayer I could feel her healing songs break through the hardened parts of my, body, mind, and soul.
I had never taken Mushrooms this way before but since I was in the town that made Psylocibin popular in the west and was in deep need of healing, direction in my life I hopped on the opportunity.
Now, if you've ever had a powerful psychedelic experience you might imagine flying out of your body into the spirit world, seeing beyond the veil into the inner workings of the Matrix that we all believe to be reality itself when in fact it is more like props on a stage.
But I haven't had one of those in a while. I always hope for them but my experiences these days more have to do with how I treat my family, friends, my dog, etc and let me tell you that is the real spiritual work.
Most people never get the chance to do mushrooms this way but I've been lucky enough now to experience this as well as authentic Peyote ceremonies with indigenous grandmothers while here in Mexico.
So, long story short. I stumbled upon this mushroom today and picked it. It's one that has always peaked my curiosity but I've never had the balls to eat it and probably still won't.
Either that or it may just be time for me to take my healing into my own hands. I say that but try drinking a nice sized bottle of Auahuasca and see who's in charge. I've done that as well and it almost took me out, luckily I know that when the going gets tough you gotta breath and sing.
This mushroom is known as the amanita muscaria. Some call it the sacred soma and it is in actuality where Santa Claus came from and how naughty or nice you've been determines the gifts you receive.
As I write this right now it is sitting in my fridge but I don't feel like I'm going to eat it. Maybe this time, for once in my life I'll just let the curiosity remain.
Aloha,
Jayson