3g Syrian Rue (tea)
3g Mimosa
Duration: 1hr 15mins
I drank the Syrian Rue 15 minutes before the Mimosa. The Syrian Rue left a bitter aftertaste in my throat, so I took a few sips of ginger ale. The mimosa was fine, almost tasteless.
I had the instrumental version of the Melanesian choir 'Jisas Yu Holem Hand Blong Mi' playing on auto-repeat on my laptop - I feel like my choice of music was critical to the nature of journey I experienced. I closed my eyes and meditated to clear my mind. Taking slow, deep, calming breaths. For quite a while I thought the brew was a dud since nothing much seemed to be happening.
I slowly began feeling increasingly light headed and nauseous. I purged but nothing came out since my stomach was empty, I hadn't eaten anything in 12 hours and had gone to the toilet before drinking. The visions started 30 minutes after I drank the mimosa and continued for 1 hour and 15 minutes. This is a lot shorter than what is commonly reported and I think it may due to that fact the I did not crush the Syrian Rue seeds and only brewed once for 40 minutes. Next time, I think I'll crush them and brew 3 times.
It's difficult do describe the journey in words. Words are sterile but the visions were alive, full of meaning, movement, growth and emotion. I had meditated on my intentions whilst waiting for the journey to begin, but in the end none of that was really addressed. I don't mind that because what I got instead was rewarding in and of itself.
I saw plants, plants and more plants. Trees, grasses, water plants, the rain forest. It was like I was reconnecting to the earth, like being in a nature documentary for 1 hour and 15 minutes. I saw snakes and alligators. At one point I was in a pond, looking up. I could see water lillies on the surface and sunlight reflecting off the water, this was one of the most lifelike parts of the vision. When purging I saw organic tubes full of gunk, draining down deep into the ground.
All in all, it was beautiful. I cried tears of sorrow, then tears of joy and finally tears of gratitude. This was the most profoundly spiritual experience of my life.