A little bit about me and what I’m doing here. I was raised by wonderful people. Devout christian parents, heavily involved in the evangelical church in my small, Bible-belt town. I joined the club, willingly, happily, until adulthood when I started to think for myself. It wasn’t that I didn’t believe in God anymore, it was that I believed we had confined God to being something very limited. Through a series of events, so many events, I found myself face to face with the Divine Feminine. “God” appeared to me in my first mushroom trip. This is common. I’d have to check the stats but I think it’s something like 80% of people who take psychedelic mushrooms encounter some sort of divine being, God, or whatever they choose to call it. And of those 80 some percent, almost all of them claim the God they met was female, or at least feminine.
In real life, I’m a wife, mother, teacher, doula and counsellor. I am not currently practicing in those last two fields but have the education and have practiced in the past. I am sitting at a bit of a crossroads in my life. My most recent mushroom trip, the 2nd of 2, seems to have reset the wheels of my train. My first experience woke me up to the fact that I was on a train. The engineer started the engine and I woke up to the rumbling and recognized that I was on a train and I was about to set off for my destination. But this past year was a bit of an awkward start. The train started down the track but the wheels needed oil and resistance kept me from picking up speed. And then the mushroom called again. My 2nd therapeutic trip reset the wheels on the track, provided the necessary lubricant and set me on my course. I have been given a few new mantras, one of them being, “take action,” so here I go. The train is leaving the station. I am beginning to take action. I’m setting off on a whole new ride and I’m curious and excited to see where it’s going! I welcome you to come along for the ride.