Greetings my dear terrestrial brothers and sisters,

Having had quite a bit of experience with psychedelics (LSD, psilocybin mushrooms, mescaline, Atom [MDMA/Ecstasy] and just once with DMT), I was curious to experiment with Salvia Divinorum. While I half expected it to be like smoking DMT or inhaling nitrous oxide... it was really nothing like I had anticipated. I am well acquainted with peoples descriptions this medicine, I have trained myself to release any and all mental fixations, while journeying with power plants.

I will give you folks the abbreviated version of my experience, which was unlike anything I had previously gone through.

I loaded my bong with ice water and the bowl with 1/8 gram of 20X extract. I then situated myself on the edge of my bed. I had drawn the curtains and readied myself for the blast off. After taking my first hit and holding it as long as I could, I quickly re-filled my lungs and lay back on the mattress. The taste leaves something to be desired, unlike Ganja. As I am accustomed to do, I centered my consciousness within the area of my third eye (pineal gland). I had the feeling of struggling to break through some kind of plastic/ plasma-like membrane but I couldn't rip through it.

I never did get through the barrier but I had the sensation of trying to climb into a room within my head. Strange really. It does not correlate to most of the trips I have previously had, where I am able to enter into a Satori-like enlightenment. There was a palpable dream-like quality to the trip. After 15-20 minutes or so, I was back to my self. Much of what I perceived is beyond the scope of words (or only translatable in a Salvia-type of nonverbal language?)

I was aware of the reverse tolerance of Salvia Divinorum, so I decided to give it another try in a week or so. "Patience is a virtue." When I next duplicated the ritual, this time with 1/6 of a gram of 20X extract, I had a most unique experience. After hitting on the bong three fairly rapid, successive lung fulls (counting to thirty each inhalation), I laid back on the bed. Just as before, since I didn't want to fall down and injure myself. This time, I was able to gain access into the ROOM. I felt like I was climbing through an opening in the ceiling, into an attic. I recall watching the panorama that took place, from a prone position on the floor. Floor? Yes, I was within a small room that was distinctly rectangular. Or was it a hallway?

Strangely enough, my entire perception was more 2-dimensional than 3-dimensional. Kind of... but not really. Or maybe more like a cosmic cartoon of sorts? Yeah. Three dimensional but without much sense of depth or having any far distances involved. The substance which everything was made of, was most luminous and a touch neon light-ish. It was a highly electric reality, yet bizarrely flat on some levels. As if it were taking place on an astral plane.

The color of the room was an unusual orange with a pinkish undertone to it. This came as a total surprise to me (not my favorite colors). There were no windows at all and the "room" alternately changed length. First appearing as a box-like structure, then elongating into an endless hallway (disappearing out of sight). The height of this room remained static, however, and I could constantly perceive of the angular natural of the enclosure.

The entire environment was buzzing with an electric, crackling energy. Now, the ROOM itself was composed of constantly moving lines of pure energy. These lines resembled the way a pattern of stripes is created on wall paper, in a peculiar plasticine way, with parallel stripes spaced exactly 3 inches apart. Every twelve inches, running vertically from ceiling to floor, there was what looked like the eye design at the top of a peacock feather (about the size of a 1/2 dollar). This caught my eye as a focal point. Within that focal point, churned all of the universal forces at play.

This visual phenomenon appeared much the same way, as how Y-necklaces (or tin cup necklaces) are constructed. They are crafted with a gemstone bead or pearl, evenly stationed between sections of chain. You know, just as if the circular pattern at the tip of the peacock feather was the bead and the lines of zingy energy were the chain sections that binds them as a cohesive whole?

I could distinguish the colors blue, purple and yellowish-green/chartreuse, within the spiralling eye-like pattern. In fact, if I concentrated in the very center of the peacock feather (eye-like design), I could see galaxies swirling and exploding across the universe! A counter balance of cosmic forces turned endlessly within the center of the circular design (sort of like a Yin Yang). Now, the most interesting thing about this vision is that the EYES were moving along the crackling lines of energy. That is, every other stripe flowed downwards into the floor or upwards into the ceiling, where they took a sharp turn and went from vertical to perpendicular or visa versa. I could see that EVERYTHING within the room was composed of these geometric lines of flowing linear energy.

Quite unexpectedly, a dimensional water fountain emerged out of the wall. Almost like it emerged out of a plasma-like, homogeneous substance. It looked very similar to the way it was portrayed in the movie Matrix. It too, was made up of the flowing lines of pure thought energy. Out of nowhere, a woman dressed form the 1940's strolled up, pushing a baby carriage!!! Both the woman and the stroller where constructed of the very same lines of energy, although they followed the form of the lady and the carriage and then flowed, either downwards into the floor or upwards into the ceiling. It was if everything in the room was composed of an indivisible flow of the same energy.

The woman leaned forward and drank from the fountain. It was one of these types used in schools, where you press the button and the water squirts into your open mouth. Right? I remember the water, also made of the lines, merging with the lady. I had the thought, "So this must be the Unified energy-field Einstein alluded to." I realized that what I was seeing was, God drinking God out of God. I as witness, was also God, viewing the electrified panorama within the room.

All of a sudden, as I was trying to center my mind on one of the moving eyes... one of them stopped moving, halfway down the wall and transformed into a protruding button/disc, emerging right out of the wall! It had grown from the size of a silver dollar, like the rest of the moving peacock eyes, by about 400 percent or more. It became a raised-relief, protruding out from the flatness of the wall and was also composed of the very same linear, flowing energy. It was about as large as a naval orange but not a sphere, rather, like it was a hockey puck and was flat and disc-like in it's essential form. very button-like in it's overall shape. For whatever reason, I wanted to press the BUTTON. I had the thought, that I was actually supposed to press it! Perhaps my entire lifetime had been a fleeting mirage, superimposed over the energy field, in preparation for this dramatic moment? I heard a strange, otherworldly voice say in English, "No, don't press the button, you know what happened the last time you did that!" Was it my own voice? Was it God's voice? Who/what is God? Just who am I, anyway? What am I, if EVERYTHING is created from the buzzing lines of energy?

I seemed to understand, as if some fuzzy memory was coming back to me and vaguely recalled that when I had "pressed the button" before, INSTANTLY, the whole Universe was born out of the Void of the Cosmos. Not nothingness, though, I felt it's grand presence and it was life itself. Consciousness itself but needing a reflection to witness it. Sort of... but it is way too much to contain in a thought, so I guess the Salvia wanted to show me a picture, since I was having such a distinct vision. Or was it me who wanted Salvia to reveal this hidden truth? which came first, the dream or the dreamer? It is as if the physical universe is the shadow of that Infinite formlessness (of raw, undifferentiated energy). All this, just from the touch of a button? Hmmm... but what if pressing it again, causes all of what I have been trained to see as REALITY, to cease it's existence? Again, I heard someone's voice saying, "Please don't turn off the Universe." OK, I decided not to press the button.

The following thought, which brought me back to a sense of identity was, "Ummm... What is this strange, cold meat I am holding in my hands?" Actually, the "meat" I was holding, were my own two hands! My physical/material hands, that is. I had been existing in an alternate body (aura?) inside of the external matter. A body that was not composed of flesh and bone, rather, the linear flowing energy patterning. The cosmic stuff of which, all things are made of. Viewed through the lens of Salvia, mind you.

Twenty minutes later, I was slowly returning to "normal consciousness". Aware of self and other, concrete and immaterial, material and spiritual, etc...

I am still somewhat uncertain what Lady Salvia actually does to the awareness of the individual person taking it. I believe salvia targets the opiate centers of the brain or something? The part of the brain activated is quite different from those affected by tryptamines or any other hallucinogens I have tried. The dream-like images didn't sky-rocket me into a formless level of non-self. I didn't exactly activate my 7th chakra (the crown) and merge fully with the formless Absolute (at least not in the same way).

I did not see The Grid/ Chrysanthemum (thousand-petaled lotus)like on DMT, LSD or Psilocybin. Nor did I have the sensation of kundalini rushing up my spinal column, like a guesser at Yellowstone National Park. Nor had I reached the plane which the Indian mystics refer to as "Samadhi". This was uncharted territory, for sure!!!

I was not dissolved into the clear light of the ONE and did not achieve that same kind of Yogic enlightenment. I did sense the Void and all, yet the self that I believe I am... had evaporated with the onset of the trip, leaving a separate witness to the indivisibility. Which is kind of odd, in a sense, since the indivisibility had degrees of separation between them but no real distinctions in their energy composition. As if EVERYTHING was woven from the dynamic interplay of the very same lines of buzzing energy.

Like what William James said in reference to nitrous oxide, "There are no differences but differences of degree between different degrees of difference... and no difference."

That being said, I did perceive of an indivisible frequency of consciousness, which was all-pervasive and immanently Omnipotent, Omnipresent and Omniscient.

Overall, I found it both, intriguing and quite bizarre. Obviously, I will need to further explore this phenomenal realm, although I hardly expect to arrive to the exact same place, again. Who knows, though? I feel that I am undergoing a journey on a path that will reveal to me a unique view of the universe (both, internally and externally). I will keep you guys posted about my findings. OK? Be well, folks.

Bye now, Rising Spirit

Great report! I am a little envious though... All of my salvia trips have been terror rides of dissolving ego and having to face the certainty that my unremembered life was no more than a now dispelled illusion and that my new existence, still undefined, permits neither participation in nor memory of anything formerly experienced. To the point that when i return i am not entirely convinced that the body i have returned to and the memories that belong to it are those i had when i left...

She's a strange one that sally, but your report gives me hope.

JBArk

It can get much stranger.

In many of my early experiences, I became objects or parts of objects. You mention seeing a baby carriage. Once, I became part of a wheel of a baby carriage. Strange indeed.

Welcome to the forum.

Heheheh finaly someone that is enlightend

Great report. Salvia isn't horrific for everyone, as your report clearly displays.

Like gibran, I have also become objects like wheels, plants, rocks, etc. It can and does get stranger and stranger. Still a very interesting plant to work with.

Hi JBArk,

I hope I didn't seem to imply that aspects of this trip were not weird and terrifying. Sure, the usual dissociation, confusion, fear and paranoia were definitely, part of the ride. I chose to downplay them because it was not the most unique aspect of the journey. Hell, I can feel that way from a couple too many bong hits of ganja (depending on the set and setting). I too, experienced a tidal wave of ego dissolution. I have been in a similar plane before but not so visually CARTOONISH, so to speak. Almost dream-like? Salvia does not generate a state of euphoria, however and lots of folks freak out from the intensity of the disorientation. BTW, I also have had the same feeling of not being sure if I have returned to the same incarnation as I had launched off from. Ultimately, it doesn't matter, as we are illusory in nature, at best.

Be well my friend, Rising Spirit

Hi gibran2,

Yeah, I recall not knowing just exactly who or what I was, at the apex of the experience. After all, the entire panorama was composed of the same energy-stuff and there were only subtle degrees of separation between one form to another (yet, oddly, most cohesive throughout the entire trip). But yes, one can feel like an inanimate object or something that you would have thought, didn't have any conscious awareness (on this side of the looking glass). I feel Salvia Divinorum is quite a weird/strange Medicine... and extremely powerful! "Strange" seems to be a reoccurring label associated with the Diviner's Sage. It would be a very dangerous avenue for an imbalanced mind or an individual who is fearful by nature. On the other hand, being a wheel sounds kind of intriguing! Although in Salvia World, the wheel you have become, could start to spin faster and faster, spinning endlessly into infinity (with no way back to reality). Wouldn't that be a bizarre purgatory?

Thanks for the kind welcome, Rising Spirit

Hi 3rdEyePryed,

As far as my journey into the realm of Salvia Divinorum is concerned, I am not quite sure if "enlightened" is the appropriate word. You know, I didn't have the explosive burst of clear light, like with LSD, Mescaline, Mushrooms or DMT. Neither did it seem like a vertical voyage, as with other psychedelics. No further ascension after reaching the third eye and not a hint of the Thousand Petaled Lotus of the Crown (Grid or Chrysanthemum). In this way Salvia Divinorum stands by itself... quite strange, mysterious and immeasurable. Still, there was a palpable presence of God-ness to the whole scene and I felt like a unified part of the mix. So much of a part, that I lost my sense of self and became confused as to where my parameters began and ended. A real ego buster of a trip. This erasing of reality was the common thread Lady Salvia holds with other Magic Medicines. That's where the similarity ends. The indivisibility of the energy-stuff was very reminiscent of Einstein's theory of a Unified Energy Field (in a dreamy, surreal way). I might be stepping out on thin ice here but I believe Salvia teaches each of us the lessons we most need to learn (and least want to have to embrace). The terror and struggling that can occur, on the other hand, are most disturbing to live through. I am convinced that each medicine has a number of doorways, which lead towards alternate destinations, depending on the traveler. Much like automobiles and such inventions.

Lightness triumphs in the dead of night, Rising Spirit

Hey Dioxippus,

I spoke with a young man who was terrified to smoke Salvia ever again, as he had such bad trips. He described suffocating within a twisting tangle of damp, heavy shag carpet. apparently, the carpet surrounded him and rolled him up tightly, like a fat doobie. The more he struggled to escape, the more the carpet sought to devour him! As if it wanted to consume his very Soul and condemn him to the Hell of oblivion. On this side of the looking glass, it took 4 of his friends to keep him from running madly down two flights of stairs and out the door. All the poor kid could see was hazy darkness! He said the smell was putrefying, as well. I am sure that this substance is not for everyone. The profound element in these trips, is the utter objectivity of the witness. Self and other seem to jump back and forth, yet, in a dreamy manner. Almost a fuzzy, plasticine and shimmering animation (albeit, in a zingy, crackling, overwhelming fashion). One actually BECOMES inanimate objects which parade through the Salvia Circus. Sort of a 2-dimensional animation but buzzing with electricity and containing exaggerated aspects of distorted depth perception. Some aspects of this experience remind me of Lewis Carroll's infamous stories about Alice. There must be something that exists in this herb that triggers the opiate receptors or something? Even so, it is unquestionably a psychedelic trip and reveals colorful spiralling patterns and trippy visual effects. Lady Salvia is... "most mad and moonly."

Here's to positive Salvia voyages, Rising Spirit

It is a powerful kappa opioid receptor agonist.

Do other such substances exist? Usually one only hears about the happy-go-lucky opiates (mu agonists?) I can't imagine Salvia is completely one of it's kind in how it works, although it's certainly possible, I suppose.

On one hand, there is the dreamy and visionary element. On the other hand, there are the psychedelic, fractal explosions. To call it anything other than a "trip" would be ridiculous. Such powerful Medicine can completely obliterate one's fixed sense of self (reality) in a matter of seconds! From my vantage point, there is a parallel between DMT and Salvia Divinorum. Not so much in the content or arrival point but in the timing, sequences and sudden, full-blown intensity.

Perhaps Salvia cannot open the crown or reveal the Grid... but it is certainly a power plant that electrifies the third eye. Lady Salvia seems to trigger an abstract, narrative symbolism, where meaning and meaninglessness are intertwined. DMT provides a clear line to the Clear Light and sky-rockets the subjective witness into Infinity (at the drop of a hat). I have begun to feel that they each have different lessons to teach us, about the same central truths. By truths, I mean our own individual truths and their mirror image; the ultimate Truth about the Universe. Say what we will, each stimulates the pineal gland (third eye) and brings a rushing wave of spiralling, psychedelic, fractal patterns. Each a truly visionary excursion (regardless of the receptors they target). Yeah, the Western hemisphere has many lovely plantlings to honor and embrace.


Peace, love and light

Besides tearing the fabric of this so called reality..the salvia experiance can be a journey into the self ..
One can feel naked to the world under her power.. and only be a humble student as she teaches a true form of reality understood only through her special language..
Her language is timeless very ancient .and has existed through the endlessness of time itself..
When one feels something under salvias embrace ..it is more than felt.. it is like a journey through the ages...

Great detailed description of your experience .
Salvia is a strange thing indeed .

I credit a deep salvia trip many moons ago with
Changing my destiny and cementing my complete
And udder awe and fascination with psychedelics.

I loaded my bong with ice water and the bowl with 1/8 gram of 20X extract. I then situated myself on the edge of my bed. I had drawn the curtains and readied myself for the blast off. After taking my first hit and holding it as long as I could, I quickly re-filled my lungs and lay back on the mattress. The taste leaves something to be desired, unlike Ganja. As I am accustomed to do, I centered my consciousness within the area of my third eye (pineal gland). I had the feeling of struggling to break through some kind of plastic/ plasma-like membrane but I couldn't rip through it..

Rising Spirit...That was a great report and an awesome abuility to remember so much!
I find salvia 7x and higher strengths to go really well with native american music!
I have taken more than 20 trips and never got freaked out once because of the calming spiritual native american music with lots of pan flute playing durring the trip..
I find [while on salvia]..this kind of music compleate with chanting takes on an ancient identity that shows me things about myself and the world around me from its earlyest beginnings!
I also see the relationship of all living things on mother earth to be united..
Also to journey inside and see ones self in the form of pure emotion is an awesome experiance teaching that all living things are very similar under the skin...
I have also felt myself in sitting position get pushed sideways into another room while a spinning vortex of images bombards me from an endless space..
The last time i smoked my 7x i found out what it was like to almost loose all of my bodily feelings ..as i felt like a water bed that lost all its water
I think this near loss of all bodily sensations was very close to a breakthrough for me..
And i only took one good hit held it for only 15 seconds..
Im still amazed at your abuility to remember so much of your trip after what?..3 full hits of 20x? congrats...
Please report more of your trips..!

Great reports, Rising Spirt. Just noticed they were from 2010.


I'm curious to know how you feel about Salvia now? Have you worked more with this teacher? I haven't yet, but feel as though it will happen soon, as if something is propelling me to do so. I have been looking into sub-lingual administration.

I wanted to ask this, but didn't. I'd love to hear how your relationship has changed with Salvia over the last few years.