Topic starter 21 July 2022 21:18
Background
After 15 years of a number of solo fun trips with magic mushrooms, I delved a bit deeper into the subject of psychedelics last year and watched the documentaries Descending the Mountains and Fantastic Fungi. Blessed with a friend who has more experience with it, and the experience with triptherapie.nl (which I had 'coincidentally' already bookmarked), I decided (with her) to take the leap into the even deeper once again.
Preparation
I appreciated how I received (online) information and advice in the weeks and days leading up to the truffle session to prepare myself as well as possible. I already felt a strong sense of confidence, partly due to my own curiosity and intuition, which told me: it’s okay. Maybe a little nerve-wracking, but not a trace of fear.
After arriving at the loft, I settled in for an hour, relaxed, and discussed expectations and goals. Then it was time to have the first cup of truffle tea. It tasted good, diluted with some kind of juice. Luckily, because I find the taste of magic mushrooms and truffles quite earthy.
The trip experience
After talking for 20-30 minutes, I really started to feel the effects of the truffles. Okay, no way back. The conversation made no sense, and all I wanted was to surrender to my own fatigue and the experience. So, I lay down comfortably on a mattress. Within half an hour, Marcel placed another cup of truffle tea down, and I was allowed to decide for myself whether to drink it. Sure, there we go! During the 6-hour trip, I knew that a lot was dancing and moving. Not on two legs; I didn't trust myself to do that due to my shaky legs and the 'blurring' of my senses and mind. Almost every image, idea, thought, and feeling seemed to need to be interpreted through movement. From: 'Oh, my god, just look! We are about to witness something so beautiful and grand. We cannot grasp that with our intellect,' to: 'Goddamnit, I was then and in the here and now truly a magical dancer of quality, à la Nureyev or the personification of Nataraj.' I could do so much more with dance and movement in this life; that is what I have come to bring! But there was also the pain of centuries of oppression of women and feminine energy, the pain of women in my mother's lineage. The feeling of their pain is our pain, her pain is my pain. And yet, being able to separate that—from: yes, they have to learn to integrate their own pain, but I have to face my own pain. What is my part in that? I couldn't fully dive into that this time. Partly I could, but the energy of the truffles lay primarily in the playful and the beautiful, the visual. 'Come look, behold, enjoy, and dance. Yes, that pain is there too, but that is for later, or you don't have to worry about that anyway,' seemed to be the message. Just as the return of the feminine is imminent. And that the current 'misery' we are experiencing now is nothing compared to the 'enlightenment' we are heading toward.
After the trip
After slowly landing back down, Marcel prepared a simple but delicious salad. We exchanged some experiences and he said goodbye after 2 hours. I had trouble falling asleep, felt pain in my stomach and head, but still managed to sleep deeply for 7 hours. The next day, I was able to get home safely again by folding bike and train. And Marcel texted to ask how I was doing and I was able to ask him a few more questions about the trip. And I immediately signed up for a next session 🙂