My relationship with ayahuasca and the other sacred medicines really began several years ago when I watched a 2010 documentary called DMT The Spirit Molecule – or at least that’s when the seed was planted in my mind. I’d never heard of DMT before this documentary but I was intrigued by the title and the description of the subject matter.
DMT, or Dimethyltriptamine to give it its full name, is a compound that’s found all throughout nature and is naturally present in the human body. It’s also one of the most powerful psychedelics that we know of.
In 1990 a professor of psychiatry called Rick Strassman had finally managed to get the necessary authorisation to conduct research into the effects of DMT. Prior to that no scientific research on psychedelics had taken place for nearly twenty years.
Within the first five minutes of the film I was fascinated by the recounting of an experience of one of the study volunteers:
‘I saw this city, in the distance; it was dark green with lights flickering and before that tremendous geometric patterns that are incredibly rapid. I cannot describe it to anyone. They’re so fast. I was watching that and a ball of light went right past me. And you’re in this place. Why am I in this place?
Then I noticed there was this woman off to my right. She had green skin and she had a dial and I realised that she was turning the volume of the lights up and down on the city in the distance. And as soon as I looked at her she noticed I was watching her and she said “So what else do you want?”‘
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My son said to me the other day ‘Mum, how d’you feel about being nearly sixty?’ It’s a fair enough question I suppose and one that had fleetingly crossed my own mind a few times lately, what with the impending birthday looming ever closer.
I have to agree that sixty does sound very old, at least it does when you’re thinking about it in relation to yourself. After all, for much of my earlier working life it was the age that female colleagues had taken their retirement and so for me back then (in my blissfully naive twenties and thirties), it was a kind of abstract landmark where a woman would leave the world of useful work and start a graceful and accepting decline into her dotage. It never seemed like something that could possibly happen to me.
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Tarot Workshop in Lound Village Hall, Lound, Suffolk, NR32 5LL
Thursday July 12th 7-9pm
This is a workshop for those who wish to discover more about the part of themselves that normally remains hidden within the unconscious mind. Using the tarot cards to connect with your inner self, you can gain a deeper understanding of yourself and teach your unconscious mind how to guide you towards becoming the person you know you could be.
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I’ve been thinking about options this week and trying to reach a decision. Then I heard this little story …
The little bird had been in the cage for a very long time. It would sit on it’s perch and look through the window to the great outside world beyond.
It would gaze in awe at the birds flying free outside and wonder how it felt to spread your wings and soar.
Sometimes another bird would rest on the sill outside and their eyes would meet. Then the outside bird would fly away and the little caged bird would feel more trapped than ever.
But early one morning an opportunity came – the cage door was left ajar and the little bird could see that the window was open too.
His little heart pounded – this was his chance.
He thought about how wonderful it would be to fly freely and as high as he wanted to go. He thought about resting on a branch and singing to his hearts content. He wondered what the earth would look like from high above and what it would feel like to soar.
He thought about all these things for a very long time and his excitement grew. He thought about these things until the sun set and the moon came up. He could see her outside the window. Oh how she beckoned him.
And just as he thought about answering her call the cage door was closed again. The owner had returned.
I’ve heard it said that the underlying cause of all emotional problems is the fear of being unloveable. Based on my experience as a therapist, I’m not convinced that this is true of all the issues I’ve ever helped with, but I do believe that there is a lot of truth in the statement.
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We all know that stories are entertaining.
If a story interests us enough we’re hooked.
I’m guessing we can all remember that lovely feeling we had as a child whenever we found ourselves transported to another world – the world of story.
And as adults it’s the same thing. If we love to read it’s a wonderful thing to get lost in our imagination and forget the world around us for a while. And movies too take us on a journey into another reality, another life, another point of view.
But stories are so much more than that too. They hold immense power. They can change reality and they can win wars. Juries base their decisions on them, corporations increase their profit through them and we live our lives by them.
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Working with Dragons
Close your eyes for a second and think of the word dragon.
What kind of image do you conjure up in your minds eye? What kind of feeling do you get? Do you think of a huge and terrifying creature? Is it evil and destructive?
Or maybe your dragon is magical, magnificent and benign.
But whatever kind of dragon springs to mind, the chances are on some level you’re being influenced by every image you’ve ever seen and every experience you’ve had relating to that one word dragon.
Because for most of us, dragons are a part of our psyche …
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The following is an extract from a book I am writing about the journey of the Fool through the Major Arcana in the Tarot.
The chapter it comes from is called ‘of Stories and Symbols’ …………
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It’s quite a natural thing to be fearful of death. It’s nature’s way of keeping us alive of course and having a strong survival instinct means our genes get passed down and evolution can carry on doing what it does best.
After all, the survival of the fittest process would soon go to pot if we didn’t have a basic primal urge to stay alive.
But what about when the fear of death becomes pervasive and stops us enjoying our life?
I’ve heard it said (and I can’t remember where or by whom) that we can never be truly alive until we come to terms with the inevitable reality of our own death.
So is it ever a good thing to put the thought of death to the back of your mind and concentrate on the day to day matter of life instead?
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