But I recall the anxious concern I felt as the radiance slowly dissolved and I hiked on: how could a vision that was so real and convincing, so directly and deeply felt-how could it end so soon? And how could I tell anyone about it, as my overflowing joy compelled me to do, since I knew there were no words to describe what I had seen? It seemed strange that I, as a child, had seen something so marvelous, something that adults obviously did not perceive РІР‚вЂњ for I had never heard them mention it.

I have no idea how long I stood there spellbound. I was filled with an indescribable sensation of joy, oneness, and blissful security. Was this something I had simply failed to notice before? Was I suddenly discovering the spring forest as it actually looked? It shone with the most beautiful radiance, speaking to the heart, as though it wanted to encompass me in its majesty. As I strolled through the freshly greened woods filled with bird song and lit up by the morning sun, all at once everything appeared in an uncommonly clear light. It happened on a May morning-I have forgotten the year-but I can still point to the exact spot where it occurred, on a forest path on Martinsberg above Baden, Switzerland. One enchantment of that kind, which I experienced in childhood, has remained remarkably vivid in my memory ever since. Such an experience can be as light and fleeting as a breath of air, or it can imprint itself deeply upon our minds. Suddenly, the familiar view of our surroundings is transformed in a strange, delightful, or alarming way: it appears to us in a new light, takes on a special meaning. These are not particular external occurrences, but rather events of our inner lives, which are generally dismissed as figments of the imagination and barred from our memory.

РІР‚СљThere are experiences that most of us are hesitant to speak about, because they do not conform to everyday reality and defy rational explanation. In the preference to HoffmanРІР‚в„ўs book, LSD: My Problem Child, Hoffman described his childhood mystical experience as follows: According to the CenterРІР‚в„ўs website (as of 6/2020), since 2000, Johns HopkinsРІР‚в„ў scientists РІР‚Сљhave publishedРІР‚В¦ groundbreaking studies in more than 60 peer-reviewed articles in respected scientific journals,' and the Center is continuing with a range of new studies. One significant example is the 2019 opening of the Johns Hopkins University School of Medicine Center for Psychedelic and Consciousness Research (see ). In recent years, substantial academic interest in research into the medicinal value of psychedelics has returned. He noted that although the drug is potentially dangerous and had been misused during the counterculture era of the 1960s, LSD had been used РІР‚Сљvery successfully for ten years in psychoanalysisРІР‚Сњ. In an interview just before his 100th birthday (in 2006), Hoffman said LSD is РІР‚Сљmedicine for the soulРІР‚Сњ and explained his frustration over LSDРІР‚в„ўs worldwide prohibition. Hoffman was the author of over 100 scientific articles and many books, including LSD: My Problem Child. He was also the first person to identify psilocybin and psilocin in psychedelic mushrooms. (1906 РІР‚вЂњ 2008) was a Swiss scientist most well-known for being the first known person to synthesize, ingest, and learn of the psychedelic effects of lysergic acid diethylamide (LSD). I realized I was part of the Earth and probably why Indians had their 'religion' of Mother Earth?Р”Р„lbert Hoffmann, Ph.D. I haven't imbibed for 30 years, but it was memorable. Don't be in a hurry, just go with the flow. The Sun rising and setting is an amazing sight. Wind blowing the leaves - the Earth is breathing. Something like a secluded cabin you are familiar with in the woods? You don't want to 'deal' with people you don't know and those who don't know you are shrooming. They are very smooth and you won't have a bad experience. I projected out of the house and shooed the dove away. One time I was sleeping in the early morning and a dove was outside coo cooing. Just a repeated event that seemed very familiar. Flying up through telephone wires in the sky and across the land. I've 'projected' in a dream state several times and always the same area. I was reading 'Seth Speaks' books and was fascinated by them.

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