Integration is looking at life as an ongoing, never-ending ceremony, That is meant to bring our awareness to the order of all things. An order divinely designed to support our growth and evolvement, as individuals and as a species, spiritually speaking. A ceremony, a psyche-delic/soul-manifesting journey, Where every person has a role, Every interaction is an instigator, Every event is a symbol, and chains of events are intentionally-designed, sequential and causative. And events will keep repeating themselves, give or take some details, until we realize we are only inserting ourselves into the exact same sets, same stages, same stories.Read More
Psychedelic Integration is a practice of BEING your Highest Self through attuning to the internal discrepancies that create a gap between our life as it is lived right now, and bridging that gap through external actions that are practiced consciously every day. Everyday, showing up to exemplify that you are ready to BE you, Your Highest Self.
It is true that invaluable insights, lessons and healing opportunities present through the entheogenic journey, and these on their own can be utterly life changing. It is thought that entheogens shine a conscious light on content that can be beneficial for the journeyer to know at that point in their lives. While the finger is pointed at that which needs to come into awareness, oftentimes the information is left at that, without an obvious correlation to the journeyer’s life or an understanding of how to utilize it.Read More
If creation is a transformative process of re-creation, the creator must always be prepared to augment or release the original intention they had as the vision’s essence continues to refine. Psychedelic integration, if anything, is a process of refinement and re-creation - of one’s Self and of one’s life. My psychedelic integration practice in recent months has revealed the need to redefine my professional palette along with new visions that are waiting to emerge. After a sincere attempt to balance the current load it now feels necessary to clear my desk in order to allow new assignments to realize their potential.Read More
In the depth of 5 grams there I found my 5 year old inner child, trapped beneath the overwhelmed, overworked and tired moma, wife, daughter, friend and professional facades. A misunderstood face of rejection and loneliness, she was ugly but cute, obnoxious and endearing. Sweeping her into my arms I made a choice to forgo the familiar sensation of victimhood and claim ownership of this neglected piece of myself.Read More