I find that I can almost merge my being with a seemingly inanimate tree or plant; of course this is subjective to time place and mindset but it is still a mystical and gratifying experience and it blurs those man made psychological barriers that tell us that there’s any difference between me and the rest of the world, especially something as absurd (to the materialistic mind) as a tree.
Just today I was able to alter my consciousness in a way not previously experienced, or at least not as intense. I strolled through my garden and lay on the dishevelled trampoline gazing out into oblivion when I had a compulsion to make intimate contact with an old acacia we have growing close by. The tree had recently been through some hardships of the winter months and has subsequently lost branches and foliage due to insect infestation.
As soon as my hands lay on the tree, some connection was made, and in the peripheral darkness of my closed eye state, I witnessed deep colour changes in my perception, followed by a glow and heat that I believe to be the same energy. I can’t explain fully the extent of this fleeting embrace between me and this conduit of enlightenment and sorrow, encapsulated in this grieving plant. It’s as if it called to me from across the plains of existence in order for our spirits to bond; this operates on a far greater scale than the individual, both concerning me and the tree. It was as if both our essences were intertwining in a cosmic healing ritual which was without time or novelty; there was only pure sensation, not auditory, not visual, but just utter sensation.
I had not previously considered this specific acacia tree for extraction of DMT, but once it returns to a healthy growth cycle it will be the best candidate by far; it’s as if it grew there purposefully, and it seems that mushrooms possess this same knowledge. They know where to find open and willing minds in which to implant their infinite understanding.
Peace.