Yesterday Mason de Vere talked about the gift of time the world has been given. Time is precious in a world full of distractions. Upon further reflection, if we really think about it, we literally have nothing but time. What we choose to do with our time is what causes us to feel as though we don’t have enough of it.
We fill our minds and our actions with distraction, which is why I’d like to point out that the solidarity we are all experiencing today has yielded something more beautiful, yet perhaps even more frightening than the virus which we all face. Introspection. Introspection sounds so appealing, especially with all the memes and mindfulness coaches explaining how great it can be. I’m not saying it’s not appealing, what I am saying is that it will be, once you traipse through the wasteland of abandon all the distraction has caused in your mind.
It’s almost as though there’s nothing there, a vacant desert with sand for miles spotted with shrubs you unwittingly watered. Yet once you embark upon this land, ground dwellers begin to emerge, causing you to face your fears and reconcile (perceived) trauma from long ago. As you continue through this land (and for me, because of my firm grip on external reality, it has taken years) you begin to see that the landscape changes. A richer scene awaits you, one of youthful daydreams and joy. This is the one you abandoned when you embarked on a journey of distraction (adulthood). This is the space I continue to explore. It is a land so lush, it forgives with every step. A land so lush, it pushes me to continue my practice. A land so lush, it encourages me to explore without fear of condemnation. It is the land which hypnotizes, mesmerizes, and inspires. It is the land which heals, and whether we realize it or not, we are all permitted exclusive entry.
The world is so serious, so driving. It is contrary to our consciousness’s natural state of beauty and joy. Now that you perceive yourself as “having the time,” rather than seeking out suggested distractions, I encourage you to embark through the desolation of your mind and journey back into the land of wishful imagination. How do you get there? Well, I’m an erotica author, so taboo is my thing. What ushered me into my journey was cannabis (it’s legal in my state). I fought the demons of paranoia, I embraced those demons, I learned how to walk hand in hand with them and understand their beginnings. I have not tried to end their existence, but rather brought them with me into my paradise so they can see that I accept them as part of me, and eventually they left me, perhaps for a different path of their own. Whether cannabis is your thing or not, the major vehicle was meditation. I relaxed and suspended my skepticism which opened me up to mystical and fantastical fantasy. There was a truth in that to me, and that truth was forgiveness of my earthly experience and acceptance of the seat of my consciousness. Cannabis became an usher for my meditations, the vehicle which calmed my racing thoughts and brought me back to myself.
Overall, the truth lies in the calm, so whatever you can do to calm your conscious mind and grant yourself access to the recesses of your “self,” do it. These are the places you can only find in solidarity, and now more than ever, you need peace, comfort, and to know yourself.
You are welcome to use my YouTube channel, it is a compilation of my favorite meditations from YouTube. It’s called the “Cannabis Meditation Network,” but of course you can use them with or without cannabis.
