Bang off the bat there are two journeys — more than any of the thousands I am, and have been on — that stick out; and to say the first of these two, “dropped me in the deep end young” is an understatement. At 17 I had to take on my old man’s business due to extreme financial difficulties; it was do or drown. Luckily for me I learnt to swim, got on with it, did the job and delivered. I’d found a way to survive and get on top. You’d think that’d be enough to set someone up for the challenges of life, but that wasn’t to be the case.
The second journey sent me completely the other way. Spiraling so far down into the unknown that I collapsed in on myself. It essentially saw me waste six years of my life. Approximately 2190 days gone, lost. Putting it bluntly I was trapped in a psychosis, brought on by being given something known as the “spirit molecule” or DMT. Not once, not twice, but three times in quick succession. The human psyche, in my experience, isn’t equipped to handle something so “revolutionary”; certainly when it is unexpected and you don’t really know what it is.
Incredibly, I found a way through, and here I am, a stronger, much richer, fully rounded being, but ironically via an experience I wouldn’t wish on any one. However, the resulting insights, the experience it put me through, is something I truly believe is beneficial, and one I strive to get people to find. To be clear, I am not advocating it as a way forward — to unintentionally be given an overdose of one of natures’ most powerful psychoactive agents — but via any number of self-discovery journeys that you can take within yourself you can arrive at a place where the understanding you gain truly empowers.