Two nights ago I found myself seated amongst approximately 20 or 30 individuals. It was a cool, calm night and we sat on the grass covering the slope of a small hill. Seated at the top of the hill, and looking down on us, was Terence McKenna. We sat in silent contemplation as he gave a short talk about an entheogen that I was unfamiliar with. Following the conversation, Terence began to hand out slices of gelatinous cactus. I received one slice and consumed it without hesitation. A few minutes later, Terence tossed me a large spherical mushroom, roughly the size of a baseball. I walked slowly away from the group with the strange mushroom in my hands, slightly apprehensive about the transformation that lay ahead of me.
This anecdote is the
4th dream in the last 4 years that I can recall in which I have seen and interacted with Terence. I wanted to share them with you and hear from others who have also met the Bard in dreamland.
Dream #2: (recorded approximately 3 months ago)
I was with a group of approximately 20 individuals, all of whom appeared to be adults. We had gathered at dusk outside the old snake park on the beach-front. I get the feeling that we might have been together for a workshop of some sort.
The fabric of the dream then ripples and I find myself seated on a bench with the others. Night has fallen. Suddenly the woman to my right exclaims in excited disbelief, 'Look at the sky!' I look up and to the right as blue tremors of aurora pulsate. I am dazzled by the beauty of the display but become completely entranced as the colors and texture of the plasma morph and complexify; an apparition of light torn through a crack in the sky.
With a feeling close to horror I behold that which I simply cannot begin to comprehend. Red waves of light become the backdrop to a series of golden compound circles that compose themselves of sparks. Lightning lashes through the eruption of energy and a stick-figure cross flashes briefly before being replaced by a pale blue neon block-cross. The whole sequence is utterly alien and mystical.
After a period of recovery I see Terence McKenna standing 10 feet away, directly below the point where the transcendent fireworks had previously evolved. He asks the group (me?) for our thoughts. I favor the circles and cross as the focus of the discussion, citing novelty of form (as opposed to the aurora which has been witnessed before).
Coinciding with this dream has been my acceptance to Master's programs at the three universities I applied to. I am reminded of the things I saw at Shpongletron (Electric Forest 2011). This evening I caught a Travel Channel show about the Shipibo in Peru which focused on shamanism, plant medicine/teachers, and Aya. Life grows stranger still.
Dream #3: (recorded November 2011)
Unfortunately I was lazy when I woke up this morning and didn't write my dreams down right away so I lost some major details to the ether. But....
I smoked a spice/changa joint with Terence McKenna. We were seated in a dimly lit back room of a shopping complex/mall. He said something very important to me. I think it had something to do with my slight fear of the spice. I like to think that he told me that everything will be alright. I actually woke up quite suddenly after this dream which is very unusual for me. I didn't check the time but if I had to guess I'd say it was approximately 3am. I got up to use the bathroom and was elated and mystified by the experience (the conversation with Terence...not the release of my bladder). This is the third time I have met Terence in dreamland. What a wondrous man.
I cannot recall the contents of the
first dream but I believe I was walking through a courtyard alongside Terence. We were involved in a fascinating conversation, much like the one that took place between
Terence and Sasha (I believe my dream was modelled after the scene in this video).
"Becoming a person of the plants is not a learning process, it is a remembering process. Somewhere in our ancestral line, there was someone that lived deeply connected to the Earth, the Elements, the Sun, Moon and Stars. That ancestor lives inside our DNA, dormant, unexpressed, waiting to be remembered and brought back to life to show us the true nature of our indigenous soul" - Sajah Popham.