Hum, where to begin. I drank Ayahausca for the first time last year. Before that I had a low dose of mescaline one time. Other than that I have really only ever smoked pot once a very long time ago. This was all very new to me.

I had a wonderful guide, islandhome, with me helping me along. As I drank the tea I was waiting for it to come back up. Nothing was happening. Not only was I not getting it out of my stomach I was not beginning to trip. So he gave me another dose. Still the same effect. Finally he got me to lay down and just relax. As I began to let go an amazing vibration came over me, one of great sexual energy. I began to vibrate out of the room into another plane. It was so beautiful. I can't even remember most of the places I went. It was overwhelming. The most memorable place that day I've come to refer to as the Lake. It was reminiscent of the afterlife in "What Dreams May Come" only much more beautiful.

It was so colorful and began to pixelate into a rainbow of pixles as I was coming back into the room that I was in. It reminded me of this really annoying bedspread that I had as a child. It was white with different colored hearts lined up and down it. Only the lake was not annoying like these sheets, I wanted to be in the pixels. It was so calming there as well. I felt very comfortable.

I had a plant next to me and somehow that plant became my friend. It started to wrap into me. I understood it. I also very much remember not knowing if my eyes were open or closed. I was still strangely in my body, but had no control. I felt as if I had sunk to the middle of my brain and was looking out from there. I could feel the middle of my brain very well. I began rubbing my thumb over my third eye as if to clear it off to see better. On a low dose himself, islandhome told me later he could see my third eye as I was doing this.

Somewhere in the middle of the trip things started to get a bit ugly. I was dying. I had to be taken to the hospital on a stretcher. TV doctors were there. They confused me since they weren't real doctors. I didn't understand what was happening. I was suddenly back in the room. Time was disjointed. People were sitting where they had been one moment, and then not there at all the next. I kept dying over and over again. A friend of mine, who had passed away was there, helping me through each death.

I began throwing up, finally, after about 2 hours from drinking the tea. The trip lasted another couple of hours after that, but not all beautiful and profound anymore. It was ugly. I was confronted with my deepest fears, my body issues, and sudden psychic knowledge. I was very influenced on what was on the TV. 3D Freddy made things very strange, almost funny. I was so over my problems after the tea, but of course, they are all slowly coming back.

It was an amazing experience. I was hung over for three days afterwards. Much of it was, I'm sure, settling back into my own reality and existence with new knowledge. I became very ill three days later (which has come to be diagnosed as chronic tonsillitis). I am now having my tonsils out later this summer.

One of the most profound psychic pieces I received was about my grandmother. She was going to die in April. And she did. April 2, to be exact. I was freaked out when that happened.

I had smoked DMT with islandhome a few times before, and definitely felt the need to now. I bagan smoking with him regularly. It took over 10 times to reach a state even close to the one I had on Ayahausca. Mostly before it was vibrations and the kelidescope. Suddenly I had a good hit and I left my body completely. I was in a white room. Things were coming at me. Things that made no sense at all, information, and a being was there. Someone we call the blue lady. She was remarkable. Sensitive, guiding, caring, loving. I call her Iziel (hence my name). She began giving me all sorts of information about my life and others around me. The was showing me images of things that will come to pass. Some wonderful and some horrible.

I've been back to the lake a few times. One of the most memorable times I was there, I was in a temple/gazebo on a cliff over the lake. It had lots of water in vessels, on the floor in kind of a foot bath. There were glassless windows that overlooked the lake (kind of why it was more of a gazebo than a temple I suppose). The colors were more muted in the temple than outside of it. Though it started out bright white and yellow and had a stained glass window that morphed into the gazebo. There were beings there, Iziel among them. She always makes things more powerful and raw, but in a great way.

Now every time I smoke I have psychic visions or future knowledge given to me, even if I tell them I don't want it. I'm struggling with understanding why I'm getting this knowledge or if it's even real.

I've decided to take a break from smoking DMT until after my tonsils are out. I believe it will give me some much needed perspective. But my mind has now been blown wide open. I can't believe what I was missing before and I can't believe how insignificant most things are.

I'd love to hear from you all and your take on my experience. Especially realting to the visions, are they real? Is this a common occurance? What do you all think?