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Tag Archives: Peyote
Terence McKenna and the Origins of Consciousness
Something gave primates a “jump start” toward human consciousness during ancient times. Terence McKenna suggested the catalysts were most likely the plants our ancestors were eating. In his book (1992) Food of the Gods: The Search for the Original Tree … Continue reading
Posted in Philosophy
Tagged Ayuaska, entheogens, medicine ceremonies, Peyote, Santo Daime
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Mom Gave Me Away, so I Found Ways to Ease the Pain
I could feel someone standing behind me. I turned to see who it was. There was no one there. I was sitting on the outside of the group; we were meditating after drinking the medicine. When the lights went up … Continue reading
Posted in Child/Parent Relationship
Tagged Ayuaska, Inner Child, medicine ceremonies, Peyote, Santo Daime
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The Rattlesnake Man
We could have been twin brothers, both wearing crimson red coats, long white hair and glasses. I had heard of this man several months ago, from my grandson, who met him at the hot springs and wound up renting his … Continue reading
The Rainbow Bridge
Yesterday my son wanted to take me to his favorite San Francisco restaurant, Cafe Gratitude. We were greeted by a server, who seated us and then said, “I like your hat.” He was referring to my new baseball cap with … Continue reading
Would you be my dad, for a day?
The young man admired my leather jacket and told me he was a coyote. “If that’s true, we need to talk” I replied. When he visited me, his dreams led to disclosures about his sexual initiation by a neighbor girl who was being molested by her father. At five years of age the whole neighborhood of age mates were vampirized and still practice the art of loving many people of both sexes now that they have become adults. This man’s story merges with the friend he introduced me to, a Bulgarian Jew, who asked me to be his dad. Just for a day. Continue reading
