On my first DMT trip, I didn't blast off. I grounded down. A..
Added 2022-11-13 18:29:04 +0000 UTCOn my first DMT trip, I didn't blast off. I grounded down. And I purged. While spinning through the ethers, I was also puking my guts out. The opposite of an enlightening experience. Afterwards I felt myself equal parts frustrated and mad. I had grounded. I had opened. I had paid. I wanted to be broken open. To transcend and have my ego death. I wanted to be changed. The human holding the space asked how I felt and I communicated some of this to her. She responded "You're so grounded down that you've forgotten you have to choose your light." I played that again and again in my head for the next two years. I had become so conditioned to moving through suffering and sensation that I forgot to "enjoy" and to see "new", I can't just expect it to take me. I have to choose it.
