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I've been thinking about how trees resemble, far too close, our blood vessels. That perhaps the same red flooding through my veins once ran free through the roots of the oak outside the porch. That I am alive the same way nature is, that I am part of something bigger, something that shelters me. Maybe if I lie down on the grass my heartbeats will match the humming of the earth, maybe if I stay here long enough my hair, too, will bloom in flowers. I think that these moments, these little details, are nothing but evidence of being alive. So long as trees grow and get stronger with time, so will my body, so will myself.

“The only meaningful thing we can offer one another is love. Not advice, not questions about our choices, not suggestions for the future, just love.”

“If you want others to be happy, practice compassion. If you want to be happy, practice compassion.”

“I don’t know if she’s a child, beast or goddess.”

“Not all who ingest these substances can count on such revelations. In fact, psychedelics are powerful agents and can be misused. It must be remembered that they help reveal the unconscious, and most of us have made its contents unconscious for very specific reasons. We may not welcome the appearance of repressed, painful feelings, or of evidence that our values and lifestyles might be considerably improved. Nor is it always easy to accept the spaciousness of our being, our immense potential, and the responsibility that these entail. We may also refuse to believe that we are entitled to so much beauty and joy without paying any price other than being ourselves!”