I have always felt a closeness with the fairies or nature spirits.
When I was very little I was trying to make a fairy garden in a little magical place in the family garden with little twigs, acorn shells, stones, leaves, and my grandpa saw me and taught me from seeing me doing this how to garden!
I loved fairy books, and books about magic, even when many kids graduated onto realist Janet and John type adventure books.
I remember loving throwing salt onto our fire and watch trhe flames shoot up, because it was magical looking
But by about 10 going on 11, I kind of was forced out of childhood --all my home friends were 3 years older than me too, and I began reading Pan Horror books :shock:
And my sense of the magic of nature waned and was replaced by this morbid fascination with big cities
To cut a long story short, when I came to have LSD at 15 all of that crap was blown away and the magic of nature was re-member-ed!!
Now.......I didn't discover about magic mushrooms till many years later, and one of my magic mushroom trips I experiences--with eyes shut, fairies--I sometimes call them the
duendes, because in Mazatec culture--where Wasson 'discovered' the ancient sacred mushroom religion-- and Romany Flamenco culture, the duende
means fairies
In my trip, I had been painting on a little canvas with a friend, and he had surprised me with an music album he had brought--it was Oxygene, by Jean Michel Jarre which he put on------------As I was listening and painting, I felt the urge to shut my eyes because of the power of the music, and in my visions I am flying through this vast back~~DEEP black~~space, through huge coils which I associate with a gigantic serpent. The coils were this rich reptillian-like skin the deep rich colours living and everchanging, and playing hide and seek behind the serpent coils as I flew past were the duende.
they were small and wearing very bright colourful clothes--old fashioned clothes, and I sensed they were full of a sense of humour and in a way guiding my experience
Now I want to say that we had picked and eaten fresh Liberty Caps, and some say that eating fresh is more powerful than dried...?
AND previous in the day I had screamed at my friend, Paul, (a while before we had the trip) when I thought he was being disrespecful about magic mushrooms and the experience--i screamed something like 'if you disrespect the spirits they can kill you'....something like that
Ie., in my own way I was showing the sacred mushrooms respect?
And I feel this is THE
KEY. To
really understand the sacred nature of magic mushrooms and experience, and then the spirits will show thejmselves to you and the experience will be healing
by this I am not meaning one has to worship 'them', but to respect the Mystery--whatever it is.
Science sure dont know. We dont know. But to respect it with love...