The awesome power of psychedelics

„Psyche“ referring to the mind, and „delic“ from the greek dêlos, meaning to manifest, make visible or clear.

Lies and confusion have surrounded psychedelic substances since they were introduced to western culture in the early 20th century.

This is because they dissolve boundaries, allowing people to see past their societal personas and making them less likely to accept unfair treatment towards themselves or others around them.

People and systems that have the most to lose from boundary dissolution have deliberately spread propaganda and falsehoods to instill fear in the average person and encourage persecution against those who decide to actively explore their consciousness.

Psychedelic substances are incredibly powerful. They should not be approached as „recreational drugs“. Atmosphere and setting are very important, as all feelings and thoughts are magnified during a trip. To be clear, I’m referring to substances such as Psilocybin mushrooms, LSD, Mescaline, DMT, Salvia Divinorum and (arguably) MDMT.

I don’t include cannabis because I don’t view it as having the same consciousness expanding potential, although it has its uses. I’ve mostly experimented with liberty caps (Psilocybe Semilanceata) that I picked myself.

As with all substances you plan on ingesting, make absolutely sure you KNOW that it is what you think it is.

My most beneficial trips have been conducted in silent darkness, and most of the time I‘ll meditate, especially during the peak effects.

If you take shrooms at a party, for instance, or while watching a movie, your consciousness will be completely at the mercy of other people and outside influences. You will be missing the most unspeakable and amazing quality of a psychedelic trip : the chance to know thyself.

That said, your emotional state before taking a psychedelic substance will affect your trip to no end. The one time I decided to take a mushroom trip while I was feeling depressed was the worst trip I‘ve ever experienced.

I ended up sitting in my sofa for the entire duration, experiencing a torrent of negative thoughts and feelings. I‘m absolutely sure that my experience with meditation saved my sanity that day. Be warned.

Here are a few of the effects I‘ve noticed in my own psychedelic journey. Some of these will be regarded as negative by people that haven‘t „tuned in“, but I assure you that I‘ve never felt as much freedom of thought and existence as I do today, and I attribute a big part of that development to my use of psychedelic mushrooms.

Psychedelics will make you unemployable. They will show you that the time expended doing repetitive unfulfilling work for the benefit of a select few is time wasted. Time that could be used to expand your faculties of awareness, experience all the beautiful diversity that life on earth has to offer.

You‘ll see that work can be play. Work is a word with endless negative cultural connotations, but it can be fulfilling. It should be fulfilling, because work should be play. We aren‘t machines.

When our ancestors hunted mammoths and gazelles in wild nature, it may have been a dance of life and death, but I believe it was, more than anything, play. Excitement, risk and reward, and a complete immersion into the present. A game. The infinite game.

Psychedelics will make you unacceptable to mainstream culture. They will show you that the things you‘ve been made to believe will make you feel happy and fulfilled are actually bottomless pits of excess and dissatisfaction.

You‘ll never have enough, until you accept that existence itself is enough. Your mind and body and clean air and real food and good people are what you need to be satisfied. And maybe a roof over your head.

The Lexus, flat screen TV, Macbook air, video games and the porn, oh god the porn, will never fulfil you. And psychedelics will make that abundantly clear.

Psychedelics will make you see the areas of your life that are holding you back. All your addictions. Hard addictions and soft addictions. Sugar, alcohol, porn, social media, TV, tobacco, weed and so much more.

Eating nutritionally deficient foods laden with poisonous additives and guzzling it down with a Pepsi. Psychedelics will slap you in the face repeatedly and show you what‘s wrong and how to make it right.

Psychedelics can take you to states and places undreamed of. If you take the plunge, become an explorer of your consciousness, you will be richly rewarded.

The late Terence McKenna, a master wordsmith and leading psychonaut, once said that going through life without having a psychedelic experience was like going through life without ever having sex. Boundary dissolution like you‘ve never known.

That said, there is definite potential for harm in psychedelics, so I keep to two golden rules: Setting is everything and don’t mix and match. Mixing psychedelics with other psychoactive substances such as alcohol is not a good idea.

If you‘re interested in learning more about psychedelic substances and how to safely use them, check out http://howtousepsychedelics.org/safety/. I also recommend the book Food of the Gods by Terence McKenna, and really any of his lectures that you can find on Youtube. He was the one who showed me the potential of these substances.

I also like Leo Gura‘s approach on Actualized.org, working with psychedelics as a way to emotional understanding and enlightenment.

I sincerely hope psychedelics will give you everything they‘ve given me and more. Safe journeys.

Journaling is bliss

Being able to express yourself effectively is one of the most important aspects of relating to someone on a deep level. Words can change reality. In fact, some would say that words ARE reality. When I started my first journal years ago, I was verbally stunted.

And although I didn‘t know it at the time, my lack of verbal skills was stunting my emotional intelligence. At the beginning what I was writing was little more than a shallow diary type deal.

I was afraid someone would read it and discover something embarrassing about me, so I wrote as if it were out in the open for everyone to see. Which didn’t amount to more than “today I went to school and so-and-so said this to him and I told him to fuck off” and so on.

Sometimes I would even put in a little emoticon “:)” or something. As if I were writing a post on Facebook or MSN messenger.

Digging through an emotional past

Here’s th

e thing. Journaling is deeply personal. It can become a way for you to dig around in the darkest recesses of your psyche. My journaling habit has evolved so much over the last five years or so, and I’m incredibly grateful to my younger self for sticking with it.

It’s gone from being a shallow, facile skimming of my most superficial thoughts to being a daily reaffirming of my life’s purpose, organizing of my thought processes and a working through difficult emotions.

I used to only journal when I felt like it, but now I never miss a day. I’ve journaled every single day for almost a year, and I’ll never stop. It’s been life changing, and the benefits are still piling up.

I don’t have much experience writing or speaking publicly, but my years of journaling for myself have given me an easy flow with words, in conversation or in writing. I write in my native Icelandic but my general capacity for language has improved drastically, so even my English flows more naturally.

And these benefits keep getting more powerful exponentially. I feel like this last year my speech is getting more eloquent than ever before.

Repression

I remember a period of a few weeks during my travels in Central and South America three years ago, where I decided to really delve into childhood trauma. I wanted to see if difficulties in childhood were still affecting me as a grown man.

My clearest memory from that time is of myself, sitting on a stone bench under some palm trees on a quiet beach in Montezuma, Costa Rica. I just sat there with my little notebook on the table, crying uncontrollably.

I had just uncovered a traumatic memory of my 9 year old self, around Christmas. We were sitting at the dinner table, my sister, my mother, her then-boyfriend and his son, and myself. I had a stabbing pain in my neck, as if I had sprained it somehow.

After whining and generally expressing my pain for maybe ten minutes, my mother had had enough. She dragged me into the bedroom and looked at me with cold resentment in her eyes. Her eyes are what I remember most vividly.

She then proceeded to yank my head this way and that, yelling at me to stop crying. What she was trying to accomplish I have no idea. But I remember the shame, the sheer terror when we came out of the bedroom and sat back down at the table.

They all heard what had been happening, but nobody said a word. I quietly finished my food and went to my room.

Now when I actually allowed this memory to surface, and actively put myself in my nine year old self’s shoes and felt what he had been feeling, I experienced utter catharsis. It was like this repressed ineffable feeling had been weighing down on me for so long, and I had finally pushed it off.

Just the beginning

Then years later I read a book called CPTSD: From Surviving to Thriving by Pete Walker and it all finally made sense. CPTSD stands for Complex Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder, implying a web of traumatic incidents.

If you suspect childhood trauma may be affecting your emotional well-being as an adult, I highly recommend it. It cleared up quite a few misconceptions I had about my upbringing. But I digress.

Since then I’ve managed to work through loads upon loads of difficult memories, feelings and doubts, and I’m not close to being done yet.

This is just one example of the awesome power of keeping a journal. My final advice is to keep it honest. You will gain nothing from lying to yourself. Admit your deepest fears and longings, open up to yourself. That’s the first step to opening yourself up to the universe.

And then you’ll be on the path to true emotional fulfillment.

The joy of awareness

Welcome to the Joy of Awareness, a site I hope will grow and mature into a magnificent work of art. I‘m excited and at the same time I‘m a little bit doubtful. Am I really honest enough, actualized enough to be able to guide and help another person in any way?

Yesterday I was talking with my best friend, whom I seldom meet, about our future, girlfriends, and aspirations.

I told him about a particularly sweet vision of mine, where I would be traveling the world, working on a website based around self-development, spirituality, sexuality, and anything and everything else I‘ve been interested in and studied throughout my life. I had this plan, to find a job this summer, then start university, and then, at some point, in a few years, I would be experienced enough, smart enough to be able to channel my own insights to other lost souls. And I would make money from it!

My friend is a sharp guy. He says it like it is. He said „So why don‘t you just start already? What‘s stopping you from writing the first post tomorrow?“.

At first I kind of brushed it off, like „Pffft, tomorrow? I can‘t start tomorrow, first I need to do this and accomplish that..“ and so on.

But then, we took a nice big dose of psilocybin mushrooms and everything clicked. I will never be good enough, in my own mind, to be able to deserve what I desperately want.

I felt self-confidence like I‘ve never felt before. And I‘ve really worked on my confidence through the years. I‘ve also taken psychedelic mushrooms before, but this trip really took the cake. I feel like I broke through a massive brick wall that‘s been blocking my way to self-actualization.

The weirdest yet most important part of this epiphany was the inherent paradox. I will never be good enough, therefore I am good enough. Right now!

am good enough to do whatever the hell I want to do. I don‘t need to conform to who I think I am, or who others think I am. I have a vision and I won‘t stop until it‘s realized.

I finally understand. I may not be anywhere near enlightenment, self-actualization or perfection. But when I think of how lost I’ve been in my life, ten years ago, five years or even one year ago, and what I‘ve learned since then, I can see the terrific value of my insights.

I would have done things a lot differently if I had known then what I know now. I want to keep learning from others that are more advanced than I am, and I want to impart my own knowledge to others who have yet to learn what I know now.

This site will be a place of development of mind and spirit. I will explore everything and anything I‘m interested in, and I know that in the end I will reach kindred spirits. My intention is to develop myself, my writing, my honesty and integrity, as much for my own benefit as for yours, dear reader.

May this be a wonderful undertaking.

Peace.