How to Prepare a Therapeutic Psilocybin Experience — Mindset

If you’re extremely pessimistic then I’ll be honest with you, nothing is going to fix you.

You need to believe you can be healed. Even if there’s the smallest belief, it can grow, and psilocybin can help you heal. You gotta believe.

Begin with intent – know why you’re going to try psilocybin.
Prayer is then encouraged.
And then get in the right headspace.

^Although sometimes you won’t be able to get into the right headspace until an hour or so after ingesting psilocybin.

It’s easy to be pessimistic in a pessimistic world, so I understand, and I’m pessimistic about some things. But with psilocybin therapy, believing it can help you is part of the process, and it might take trying it before you know for sure it can help you.

P.S. – psychologists&researchers have found that the questions we ask ourselves can strongly impact all of our experiences.

So ask yourself “what if psilocybin therapy could cure me?” 

Now you’ve planted that idea into your subconscious.
The process has begun.

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Prepare a Therapeutic Psilocybin Trip with these 2 things

If you want to try psilocybin for therapeutic purposes, begin with intention and prayer.

Intention 

—What outcome are you hoping for by using psilocybin?

—Defining a specific destination, your outcome, puts you on a path with a clear destination.

Prayer

—This is similar to intention. Once you know your intention, now ask for it.

—You don’t need to believe in a specific God to pray. We are all communicating with life constantly, whether we know it or not. Life is responding to us. Our thoughts hold power, and prayer is directed thought. It’s thought with purpose.

—If you never ask for what you want, how could you ever get it?

Set your intention.
Ask for what you want.

You can dwell in intention and prayer as long as you want to before ingesting psilocybin.

It really is a magical experience, but there will most likely be both highs and lows throughout the experience, and in the end, it all passes.

It’s fleeting. Enjoy it.

If you have any questions or would like to talk before, during, or after your trip, email me at psilocybinstories@gmail.com. For the rest of 2020 I’m offering free Trip Calls.

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Psilocybin Connection

1.3 grams of psilocybin 

Tomorrow, or tonight if I’m not too tired.. I’ll make a thread of what happened the best way possible. You would not believe it.

Quick note: centralization is bad, that is why bitcoin will work. It helps us connect to what we used to have: Togetherness. Openness. Roots. I found so many answers.

Key word that stood out to me: searching.

You just won’t believe what happened or what I learned.

Alright let’s start. My breakthrough.

So we ate the shroom after taking a dip in the water and getting familiar with our surroundings. 

Straight vibing and chilling. We get the effects such as: heaviness, more-so a body high.

Fast forward

We are just realizing shit and nature.

Later on.. idk how long we were just talking, looking around, realizing the beauty in everything. Then people came down. They’re clearly they’re the ones that maintain the falls because shitty ass humans leave trash and have no appreciation for nature, what its about.. i digress.

They came down to fix this bamboo raft because people use it for fun like us you know. It was super cool because they were family.. sort of like a tribe. NO ONE said anything. We all just mind our business and whatnot. While we trip and shit

There was even a “leader” of the tribe. He’s just an uncle or brother or something. They’re local people.

Didn’t say anything to us even tho we were throwing mandarin peels on  the ground (fertilizer for plants 🙂

Anyways..

I finally take a dip in again. I grab a bamboo just to lay in the freshwater. Looking up at the greenery surrounding me. All the life. The breathing of leaves. Beautiful.

I try to tell my friends to come in, but don’t want to force because on shrooms you just accept. But in this case they were fine so I didn’t want to bother them.

The “tribe” people are done trying to fix the raft so they head up to the top of the falls.

There was one kid that was having trouble swimming because the river was getting intense and this is where I start tripping the fuck out. I started feeling it took on my feet and I was telling my friends that we should go up because there is possibly a flashflood.

The sun was going away and getting a little shady. The river current was getting stronger.

So I manned the fuck up and my first thought was: survival. I told my friends, “look i know im tripping out rn, but i think its a great idea to start moving up just in case”

Mind you, im on shrooms and so are 5 others. Im the one that took these guys on the hike. I was panicking hard af. One friend was just straight chilling with no worries.

But I had to take lead. I started pouring out half a gallon of water out into the river for lighter bag

I turned on my speakers and started hiking up the trail and told them, “Alright I got music. We are going to survive. We are not ending up on the news. Follow me and the sound of the music playing”

I was leader. This is where the breakthrough started.

In that moment I was like, “no one dies. i love life. we must enjoy everything and all the things. appreciate one another. we dont have a lot of time.” so on and so forth..

My mindset was strictly survival for my friends and I.

I threw all the bottles. Shirts, socks, whatever trash i could find and just throw that shit in my bag man. None of that belonged there. I was even thinking not even our shoes that we wear belong in that environment. Made-made bullshit.

I started trekking up the trail. I was fucking tarzan bro. Grabbing on branches and roots with one hand. Completely forgot there was a rope on the left side. I was even holding a waterproof bag full of ice and shit in one hand. 

“Lets go guys we gotta get to higher ground!!”

Then we got up higher and at a safer area. Then I just sighed and told my friend closest to me “i know im tripping hard, but i love you guys and life. I wanted us to be safe”

He said “its okay man, don’t worry”

Then we got to the top-ish part of the falls where the “tribe” people were. They weren’t really tribe. Just locals, but I felt the energy and vibe that they had and connection to nature that WE ALL LACK.

They left when we got there. 

It was beautiful. The scenery and everything. The flowers. The openness.

This is where I just sat and reflected. I actually teared up a bit.

I wish I recorded my thoughts and what I said. I’ll try to recollect.

I realized as a first-world country/citizen we keep searching for answers. We’re so disconnected from nature. I felt like the psilocybin made me a plant in a sense. It made me realize that we are all connected. We feed, reproduce, etc etc.

I started thinking about openness, which is what I was searching for trying to survive. We were down at the bottom of the falls, a little open, but a little enclosed. I wanted to get to the top. Be open, free, safe, more..

my friends looked like they never seen nature before. when we got to the top they just went in the water and laid there. I felt like a tribe leader and leading them back to our roots as a species.

Pure bliss. I started thinking about openness and how we all need to see this beautiful place and take care of our earth. We need to share and be at peace with one another. Our problems are so small. We’re so boxed in.

Then I started thinking about how centralization is FUCKED. Government control, police, money, our phones and narcissistic mfs. We humans keep searching and think we know so much. Searching for closure, a sense of safety. What if the safety is to be free?

Music was playing and realized that 808s and drums and shit are so big in hip hop because we gravitate to that shit naturally. How did our ancestors “make music” or sounds? Drumming and shit. Oscillating sounds are peaceful cause we have a deep connection to it

I started thinking about rappers. Why do we rap and think its the greatest shit? Because FREE FLOW and OPENNESS. 

We are just like plants and need to soak in whatever we can get. Just make its right. Keep things simple. 

Minimalism

Why are modern houses so minimal nowadays? Simplicity. We are realizing the best things in life are free. We don’t need much. Everything we have is around us and we need to appreciate it all.

Thank you @CryptoAnx on Twitter for your Psilocybin Story!!

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Psilocybin Paradox

…So I clearly picked the stick up. Magic. It really did feel surreal. I later showed my friends who, at the time, we were all a little separated, walking around in our own worlds…but the same world.

^Another realization — The truth of Paradox. 

I saw both sides of many coins, and realized that they were all true. Like just above, we’re all in the same world, but also, we all operate individually within ourselves, our brains, mind, or whatever. Heart too.

Another Paradox — That we are all connected and that we’re all separate. Similar to above. We’re all living individual lives, but beyond who we think we are(which might be ego?), is who we actually are — which is one entity. I’ll relate this one to living in the state you had as a child. There was a time in our lives, when we were really young, that we didn’t separate ourselves from anything. It could have been from our lack of knowledge/education….but it could have been that that is who we are in our purest form? We don’t fear anything. We don’t fear death because we don’t think about it. We’re truly living in the moment, thoughtless, and isn’t that what so many people try to do, or have always been trying to do? — reach that state of bliss, of no thoughts. We see people turn to drugs, alcohol, food, anything to try and get away from “ourselves”(who we think we are), and yes, psilocybin is considered a drug, but there are things that are legal, like Cigarettes, that are wayyyy worse for our health(not judging as I dabble sometimes, just comparing). 

There are many reasons Psilocybin is illegal while there are numerous lethal things that are legal. We are on our way though, making progress, more people are opening up to it, and this is actually one of the good trends to follow

This comes from my experience though, so it may not be for everyone, but I believe in psilocybin’s benefits. It’s more than great seeing research and studies being done in this area, and I look forward to all that is to come from it 🙂

This was a short excerpt from My First Real Trip.

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Psilocybin Black Hole

Around this time I was thinking — this feels pretty good, maybe this is what shrooms are, and this is pretty cool…

I watched a breeze swoop in, moving the grass with it, in what I thought looked harmonious. I was in awe…but soon I found that this was just the tip of the iceberg — but rather than an iceberg, I’d say a blackhole.

30 minutes later

We walked around the park some more, feeling breezes and watching them orchestrate the grass like it was a band. We were standing on a small grass hill around that time, which was also when I had a peak experience. Answers I had been seeking flooded into me — maybe I was the black hole? Maybe we were all blackholes? 

I wasn’t thinking that^ at the time, but reflecting on it, that’s how it felt for me. Everything made sense in that moment. It was moments of deep, joyful reflections. An internal “Ohhh” about so many things—myself, people, nature, animals, societal norms and structures, time, and even about life itself. 

Pretty much anything I had ever wondered or worried about, was resolved. And at that time the answers were so much more simple than I was making them to be, or worrying about.

I really believe I was experiencing unconditional love, with myself and the Universe. We weren’t separate. There was no “you” and “me,” there wasn’t even an “us,” because it was all so beyond that, beyond any words.  

One of the realizations I had during that moment, was that “time” is not actually how I previously thought it was—measured and all that(seconds, minutes, hours, days, etc). I realized that it was so much more than the measurements we’ve given it as humans. “Time” was a construct. 

One way I’ve described this whole experience to others is that it’s like going back to when you were a child — there’s no labels and words for anything. It just all, is. And it’s all connected. You feel like you’re finally home, on the inside, ya know, because that’s ultimately where we’re all experiencing life from. Both the internal and external fused together.

“Psilocybin Black Hole” is an excerpt from My First Real Trip.
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Spontaneous Solo Psilocybin Trip

I didn’t plan on taking the mushrooms that night. I fell asleep around 9pm and woke up around midnight. I couldn’t sleep, so I decided to take the mushrooms I had, nearly 3.5 grams.

I began with 1 gram, and started feeling the effects after 30-40 minutes. I then took another gram, and then 30 minutes after that I finished it off.

At that point I was feeling pretty great. I was in a state of trust. It was now 1:30am or so, and I was just tripping in my room.

I got on instagram & checked out some psychedelic art photos(and posted them to my story haha). The colors were vibrant. Good vibes for sure.

Then there was a video of a couple whales swimming in the sky, which I thought was fucking awesome. I watched it and it led me to wondering about whales and how they communicate, and that we as humans aren’t the center of the Universe — that we aren’t even the center of this Earth.

Then I went back to looking at psychedelic art, which inspired me to listen to music. I turned on Xavier Rudd. I love his music, especially when I’m tripping. Then I saw a trippy video which make me think of Octopuses and how they communicate. I know that Octopuses are super smart, I wondered what their world is like, and thought about how cool it’d be to communicate with an Octopus.

Then I thought about how Octopuses or other sea animals could be aliens, truly. Haha. It’s possible, but not definite. Just a thought.

Then I looked in the mirror and took some pictures of myself. My pupils were huge! Haha, my eyes were pretty much all black.

At one point in the night I turned off all the lights and laid in darkness for 30 minutes or so, opening and closing my eyes. It was so dark that it didn’t matter whether my eyes were open or closed, all I could see was darkness. I then waved my arms in front of my eyes, it was cool because I couldn’t see my arms at all, even with my eyes open, but I was moving them right in front of my face.

Laying in the darkness also reminded me that I want to get one of those trippy psychedelic light things. Then sometime later I got up and turned one light on. Yea, just one haha.

It may have been around this time, 2-3 hours into the trip, standing in the lit area, where I had a sort of out of body experience. I didn’t feel like “me” in this moment. I felt like I was outside of myself, watching myself, and it felt like that was who my true self is.

Some thoughts of life, death, &humanity went through my mind as well, and the fleetingness of it all sank in. It didn’t bother me though, it was just like a “oh, yea. That’s what this is.” And then I had thoughts about how life will solve itself, even though we humans go around trying to figure it out. I had the thought that we don’t need to do anything, and life will be okay, and that’s true, but since we’re here, we might as well do something. 

And I had the thought that we are all life, whole, one. But we often forget that. It really sank in that yes, life will figure itself out, and that we are life, so we can help ourselves figure ourself out, because it’s going to happen anyway. We’re all one. We are life. Everything is okay.

The idea that life is communicating with us sank in, and again, that life is us…

But yea that it’s always communicating in one way or another. It communicates in symbols.

I thought about how future human societies will most likely be vegan, if we make it that far.

I took pages of notes. On one page I wrote:

“Love=No fear-an absence of fear
= No judgement-an absence of judgement

This can all come down to “No-self” = an absence of self.”

(^I can dive into all this another time, or message me if you want to talk about this stuff)

But yea I thought more about my individual death, the death of me, and what that means. It seems we have a striving to live, but we don’t live forever. It’s hard to fathom living life in a different form whether it’s in the form of another person, animal, or environment, but I think that’s what happens when we die. The individual is gone, but the whole is always here. & that’s who we are, the whole.

Another note I took:

“In The End
it all works out.
So breathe,
don’t worry,
Do what you Love.”

I love many things, especially tripping & experiencing life. No one is completely perfect, but I hope some of what I do helps you and all who read this & takes part in Psilocybin Stories.

Which while tripping I did think of the PsilocybinStories instagram page and decided I want to make it more Nature-like, green vibes, water flowing, mushrooms growing, a growing community, which won’t be perfect as I struggle with trying to make things perfect, but it’s making progress, as we all are in some way.

Speaking of progress, I’d love to do this full-time – be a Psychedelic Investigator, experiencing and researching in the realms of the psychedelic experience.

You can help me do this with a donation, and as a gift I’ll send you my phone notes, about 1,700 words of notes taken during an up&down/heaven&hell kind of trip.

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Thank you so much. I look forward to hearing from you and sharing more Psilocybin Stories.

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Follow The Psilocybin

What went from 2gs turned into my subconscious telling me to eat all I had, 7.6gs, that I grew with love, myself. 

I eventually felt my ego melt through my body, where I felt at true peace. No pain or fear, as I watched my hand disappear into light.

Coming down, I realized I wasn’t afraid or confused about this life anymore. I’ve never been more grateful or happy in my life. 

There’s so much more, but in a nutshell. Holy fuck.

This post comes to you from @_nakeyy ✌️😎🍄

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Psilocybin Remedy

My first mushroom trip, the night before my sons first birthday, changed my life forever.

I’ll never forget the way the moonlights reflection on the ocean formed into my sons ultrasound. It was a reality check to get my shit right or else I would fall.

Told me ‘fuck the self sorrow I need to focus and grind stop partying stop acting like I got all the time in the world’.

I had to go then the ultrasound changed to a white tiger something I seen in a dream once that scared the shit out of me and the drive had hit me 2 years ago still hasn’t slowed down 🤘🏽

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A Potential Downside To Having No Fear

…Anyway, back to the story, us chatting, figuring out answers to the world’s problems…or just strangely talking about nursing homes.

We talked for 30 or so minutes on the rocks, then I wanted to walk around. I told my friends I was going to walk around, just nearby, and that they can chill here if they want, but they were like “yea we’re gonna walk around with ya.”

“Where are you going?”

“No idea, just walking. Again, guys, you don’t have to come. I’m not walking far.” 

But they insisted.

I led us away from the water, into open desert, toward the mountains, away from society. 

In this moment I was feeling whole with everything, connected&one with all things. I felt love and had 0 fear. All fears completely dissolved and it felt like unconditional love. I was open to whatever life may bring in this moment.

Usually I loveeeeeee that feeling, but here is an example, from a previous trip, that shows the possible negative side of this:

It was my fourth or fifth time tripping on mushrooms-in 2011 I believe. 4 of us were tripping-college friends. A few hours in, at like 11pm or midnight, we decided to go for a walk to some nearby woods. I was familiar with these woods because I had lived near that area for the past few years(college), and taken many walks in it. 

So, I was feeling fearless. We walk into the woods with no flashlights and no phone lights. Just darkness. There were no man-made lampposts or anything so it was pretty much pitch black. Our eyes did adjust somewhat after I forget how many minutes, but yea we could slightly see without any light.

After 10 or so minutes walking through the woods we see a campfire in the distance.

My first thoughts, and I said them out loud, were something like “we should say hi to them!”

One of my friends agreed, but the other 2 were like ehhhh, we probably shouldn’t do that. haha.

But I insisted, I thought something like ‘I’m sure they’ll love to talk. They’ll be so happy to see and talk with us.’ —but in reality, they were probably scared as shit. I was “no-fear” trippin.

So me and my one friend start walking toward the fire while the other two stayed.

As we got about 30-40 yards or so away, I thought I should gently, but loud enough, say something to the campers. We couldn’t see the people – only the fire and tents-we were somewhat far away, so we stop for a second and I’m like “heeyyyyy, hellllooooo” softly but loud enough for them to hear. We then saw the fire get put out so quickly before hearing tents zipping frantically.

And then it hit me, ‘oh yea, maybe this is weird. It is the middle of the night in the woods. We don’t have flashlights and we’re walking toward campers.’

So then I gently and friendly shouted something like “oh, uh, we were just saying what’s up, but we totally understand. Sorry about that!” We turned around and walk back to our friends.

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Alaina’s Psilocybin Healing

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I hadn’t planned on using psilocybin mushrooms for depression and anxiety. But as it happens with me and weed, things fell into place and it opened a path on July 4, 2019.

The deep stomachaches followed by shocks of nausea didn’t turn me off.

No, they led me to my second dive on Thursday, March 26, 2020. Because that “something” within me was craving release but couldn’t seem to get it right. Honestly, I was heartbroken and distraught that I had pushed away a guy I still like.

Especially because I felt it was “someone” doing the pushing.

It wasn’t something I rationally wanted. So what in the fuck was going on?? That was the turning point of going deeper into what I wanted to deny but couldn’t let go.

Childhood trauma had its grip on me.

Revelation: a major magic mushroom side effect

So I first tried shrooms on my own in an AirBnB in L.A. on Independence Day 2019. A friend in Portland gave them to me the day prior before I bussed down to North Hollywood. It was a gram and given the barrage of bull shit I experienced that year, it was time to see what the fuck was up.

I escaped depression on Christmas 2018 (what’s with me and holidays?) during an insightful edible high. But I managed to get sucked right back in thanks to a series of exacerbating events that dialed my anxiety to 1000%.

(This shit has consumed me for a year, so I’m not quite ready to go into the details.)

Ultimately, I ended up internalizing a lot of anger, frustration, annoyance and so many other emotions and the shroom trip gave me release.

I cried so fucking much.

But it freed me to move forward with certain decisions I was resisting heavily.

So with that in mind, I slid on down to shroom town. After reaching out to the plug, he hooked me up with some shroom shake and then I went to town. (I learned not to add that shit to oatmeal — almost puked!)

The water works ensued for hours upon hours and hours and then I was faced with I had been denying…

I was holding onto a lifetime of pain from my childhood and adolescent years.

An adult living with childhood trauma

I guess we all carry some type of trauma. After my older brother died back in 2013, I ended up moving back in with my parents. And since I was relying on them and we had suffered a loss, I figured it was time for me to well…

Get over it.

Unfortunately, trauma doesn’t work like that. As I’m sure many of you already know. But given the onslaught of adulthood and how badly I was adapting, I thought I’d just keep building myself. 

And it would possibly resolve itself?

I tested out therapy here and there, but nothing really clicked. But the internal struggles persisted.

Especially in my relationships with others. Even more so in my intimate relationships where I started off so confident and enjoying myself. Until deeper feelings happened and…

All of me would shut down. I’d pull away. My emotions would grow frantic. My mind would race and I never felt entirely safe despite my desire to enjoy the love. My love was tangled with pain that I hadn’t been able to cope with.

Pain from not just my parents being over-critical and putting too much pressure on me.

Pain from my older brother pushing me around.

Pain from being ignored by most of my teachers.

Pain from being made fun of and bullied from K-8.

I didn’t know what to do with any of this as a child. I didn’t know how to have friendships or maintain them. I just started deadening my emotions more and more to cope.

And as it goes with Bessel van der Kolk’s book “The Body Keeps the Score” and talk, all that internalized pain was coming out in ways my younger self couldn’t express.

Accepting my reality with Complex PTSD

Thanks to the shrooms release, I investigate childhood emotional abuse via the internet. Yes, a standard edition wise move by a 30-something millennial. I knew it was the move though.

Because I was avoiding even looking up this shit up. For years.

So on a whim, I hopped onto YouTube and looked up “childhood trauma.” And came across this lovely woman Anne of Crappy Childhood Fairy.

Now this part didn’t happen the same day. But it followed a few days of exploration after and… It truly unveiled the emotional trap within me. It gave a name to my struggle: complex PTSD.

YouTube being YouTube, watching her videos led me to childhood trauma counselor named Counselor Carl. Which helped me to accept the fear and shame that were trapped inside me for so long.

I’ve since taken up Anne’s method of journaling and meditating twice a day. And overall taking better care of myself to keep my brain from wigging out.

Outro: letting go

And there we have it! My second experience with psilocybin mushrooms and how a broken heart led me to facing an unavoidable truth.

Honestly, I feel like cannabis put me onto this path. Consuming that leafy green increased my physical sensitivities. And that meant I became more aware of the underlying unrest that I was feeling.

The pain needed release and I figured it was time to start letting shit go. Why did my inner child hold on?

Because she just didn’t know what else to do. I’m glad I get to nurture her into how.

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