Trip Report: Valentines Day, 2024

So I took the shroom chocolates around 4:30pm, about 20 minutes ago (currently 4:42pm). Just made some mint medley and lavender chamomile tea, and now the countdown for Saturn begins.

Ever since I ordered these, I’ve been so excited for this trip. My last two trips were taken on gummy candy infused with shrooms, but were from a different place. They were good and the trips were absolutely lovely. But they didn’t have the same level of intensity the chocolates do. With the chocolate, I feel the music a lot more, I feel more in tune with source, the peak is more intense, everything with the chocolates is just more intense. The only thing that was the same is how much I cried. So I’m very excited to experience that intensity again.

I’m hoping to feel the music throughout my entire body, I’m hoping to get some sort of inspiration for my drawings, but I’m mostly hoping for a spiritual experience like a “download” or for the voice I started hearing last trip, so instead of saying “oh shit!” and shutting it out, I let it in this time and see what it has to say.

Post-Trip

All I gotta say is damn dude.

(3 hours later after processing some of the trip.

Two things happened.

First, I was listening to Rivulets by Analogue Dear. Originally, I thought it would have me crying because of how much it makes me wanna cry when listening to it sober, because it reminds me deep inside how much I miss being with God. Instead, I ended up crying because I realized why it feels so hard to stop smoking, why even the thought of being sober brings me anxiety. Once I realized it was because of how physically fucking painful boredom is for me (not exaggerating at all), the tears just started flowing. I didn’t ugly cry, but it was more than enough crying for me to know I found exactly the answer I was looking for.

The second thing that happened, happened while I was listening to Sun Rays Behind Moving Clouds by Domy Castellano. It felt at first like the light in my essence was radiating powerfully, no longer feeling entirely just physical or in my human body. And after a little bit, I appeared next to an ocean and watched as the waves went back and forth. While observing the waves, I then experienced what can only be described as the ocean and I becoming one. The ocean was its own entity, I was my own entity, but at the same time it felt like we were one. Once I looked away and started looking around is when that feeling ended.

After that, I looked to my left and see an old lady. I could feel we weren’t related but I still knew her very well. Her face was stoic, but her energy was so warm and welcoming. Deep down it felt like we cared a lot for each other. She then started walking towards what looked like a hut made of really big leaves and straw. I then turn my head and saw who I felt in my soul was my wife. I immediately noticed her dark brown shoulder length hair, and that she was wearing a floral head piece. Similar to the photo below, only there was also what looked like pink anemone flowers and a couple of purple hydrangeas.

When we made eye contact, her smile was so warm and just full of love, then she started walking towards the hut too.

After that, I saw who I knew was my son. But I didn’t see his physical flesh body like everyone else’s was, I saw him as pure energy. Each time I said “is that my son??”, the light from the energy just kept getting more intense and radiant, it felt so powerful. He was so happy to see me, it was beyond words. Not a word was spoken but I wanted to cry because of how much I could feel he was so happy to see me.

This in particular meant so much because a huge fear of mine with having kids if I were to have any, is that they’d hate me or not like me because of how quiet and withdrawn I am. They wouldn’t like me because of how awkward I am, so feeling my son being so happy to see me healed something in me.

After that is when the song started to come to an end, and everything in my vision started to fade away and disappear. The next trip I have, I’m going to play that song on loop to see if my time in that plane lasts longer.

It’s taken me a week to write about this because for about 5 days I just wasn’t able to think about and visualize that place without getting really emotional.

I hope you enjoyed this trip report!