Salvia Revisited

I said a little prayer before sparking the sage, only just soft words for the sake of whatever, though it did make me feel less afraid. "I bless Ra the fierce Sun burning bright, I bless Isis Luna in the night, I bless the blowing wind the Horus Hawk, I bless the Earth on which I walk." Fire & Plant make smoke, holding it in until I can't, here we go again!

I still can't manage the initial spike with very much grace, a living nightmare really, the peak mounting as panic & self doubt. Though I noticed something different this time...The trip wasn't provoking these feelings of primal terror, it was revealing them. Curious.

Sub conscious anxieties emerge from spooky forgotten abyss, complexities of a personal nature bubbling to the surface (Shem the Penman is a Sham!) mind/body/space/time boil. Everything's just so silly! Breathing deep, apprehending indeterminacy, ENERGY.

I feel brand new, bull strong, and loving all. It will take months to build the courage to go again.

Over @ Only Maybe: Prometheus Rising