Shrooms, vomit, and tripping meditation

Over the next few days after I did the Space Elemental Goddess meditation I mentioned last time, I sporadically noticed things I thought might be related to it, like warmth in a circle on my back behind my heart. (The space element is based in the heart). After that I did meditation for the Earth Elemental Goddess, and that just led to a greater general sense of happy.

I’ve been meaning to do a meditation for water, but I haven’t yet. As I’ve noted in the past, I have issues with water. Recently I dreamed of an incredibly deep stone-lined well will just a little water at the bottom, and I think it’s a reminder of my water issues.

One thing I did do recently was eat some psilocybin mushrooms and lie out in the rain with one foot dangling in a swimming pool. I thought this might be a more fundamental and less regimented method for calling in the element of water. It was warm enough so that the sprinkling rain wasn’t uncomfortable, and the outline of the sun showed behind the thin gray rain clouds. I wallowed in a flood of gratitute for having the opportunity to trip at all, and to be able to do it under such pleasant circumstances. I surfed waves of thankfulness, and I realized that gratitude is fun. I felt looooooved by the universe.

The backs of my eyelids were screens for a light show of moving fields of orange, red, yellow, and white with cephalapod-like outlines surging against them. I tried some yoga poses.  In plow pose, the imagery turned blue-black. In a headstand, my awareness shifted away from the colors and to the feel of the inside of my body. In child’s pose and on my back, the reds, oranges, and yellows were incredibly vivid.

At one point I got up because I heard my friend Clarice inside the house saying she felt sick. I went in and offered to work on foot reflex points to reduce nausea. She declined, but my husband said he’d appreciate some work. I said could only muster the focus if it was an emergency. She went into the bathroom and gagged for a while but got no payoff, and I went back into the yard.  Not long after that, the dog got up and barfed on Clarice’s husband, who was relaxing in a lounge chair.