A Place to Share our Spiritual experiences

doG

I am starting this thread so there is a place for us all to share our spiritual experiences with Cannabis. I will start it by posting mine right after this. Feel free to comment, but please I am sharing mine so share yours if you are comfortable.

I believe there needs to be a place for this if we want to spread the good news.
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Highly developed spirits often encounter resistance from mediocre minds. ~ Albert Einstein

doG · Posted: Mon Feb 13, 2006 6:53 am Post subject: My first experience with Cannabis

I had a truly spiritual experience with cannabis. It was right after I watched the big ball drop this New Years (2006). I think my surroundings, personal beliefs, and background had a lot to do with why my experience was so profound, but I will discuss that another time.
It starts here: I had never smoked cannabis before, but was very interested. I always wondered why this, so called drug was, as I had always been told so bad. It never harmed anyone, and people who used it were so happy, wise, loving, caring, understanding, on and on. You all know what I mean. So, my friends and girlfriend had all smoked cannabis before, and after our New Years celebration asked me if I’d like to. I said, “Yeah”. So, their all showing me how because they used a bowl, and they all went first. I took a puff and then relaxed, and felt good, and I mean amazingly good. It went around and I took another puff, and then relaxed and felt amazingly good, I mean awesome, I really mean ‘AWE’some. It went around again and came to me and this is when I feel as if I was born again. I took a puff and didn’t have to relax. I was relaxed, I was what relaxed is. Then a wave went over me. The wave was everything that is. I looked at my girlfriend, and the three friends that were with me. I saw them as they had been, as they were now, and as they would be at every stage of their lives. Then I looked to my left. My girlfriends, roommates dog was lying up against me and it was smiling at me and every color of the rainbow was emanating from the dog. (Hence my screen name doG). At that point things started to click all through my mind, my thoughts, my consciousness, my being, my heart, my soul, my spirit. I was so happy I started cry

. Then all these images of things that I had always been prejudice about, or hated, start popping in my mind, and I was no longer prejudice towards them or hated them. Things also popped in my head that I supported, but were wrong, and I no longer supported them. THEN IT HIT.

Everything came together in me and for a split second everything became this bright clear white light, and I knew, and was everything that ever was, is and will be. Then it exploded forth and I felt as if every piece of my existence, smaller than molecules, smaller than the atoms, smaller then the pieces that make the atoms, was ripped apart in an instant and sent scattering through all time and space. (At the moment this happened my girlfriend and friends have told me I looked like that was happening to me. Like I was in agony, but I wasn’t in agony, because at that very instant this was also happening.) Time started moving super fast, and I shot through this life and what seemed to me like an infinite number more in a flash, but my consciousness kept going faster and faster and I thought, I want to stop, I WANT TO STOP, and I started slowing, as it slowed I noticed I was surrounded by existence and something in my head said to me “don’t stop you could be a god.” And so I pushed myself forward and my consciousness sped up, but this time something was pushing against me to stop me but I kept pushing harder and harder and harder, but gradually I slowed, and then stopped and looked around. It seemed to me I was in deep outer space. As I looked around I felt as if I was a bright light in darkness all around me and in the distance all around me there were more bright lights, but they were all so far off that they looked like little stars. The same voice that had said “don’t stop” said “to have this you must experience it” and a choice flooded my mind, was I to be good, or was I to be evil. I said I would be good. THEN IT HIT AGAIN.

Everything, all the lights came together as one, and it exploded, and I was shot out and began falling just as quickly as I had risen. Then I hit what felt like a human life and was falling back through this human life, but it was backwards. This life flew past and I landed hard back where I was beside the dog and I heard one of my friends saying my name and saying he is so high, so so high. So I started to talk but then shot forward again through a life then back through another, and again and again and again, and again. It would not stop it couldn’t stop. Every time I feel back through a life it seemed as if I would also fall a little to far back every time to, but the center point for all those lives was always that room, and where I was on the couch.

Now when I experienced a life I experienced everything that could have possibly happened. Every possible scenario, decision, choice, thought, formulation of a thought, all the way down to the impulse that triggered the formulation of the thought, was gone through. It took what seemed like an eternity to go through everything, even though by the time in that room it had taken probably 20 - 30 minutes. Many times through that I had to tell my girlfriend and friends what was happening in the split moment I had between each life, but every time once I got them to listen I would shoot off again no matter how hard I tried to hold on and would start talking backwards and I knew I was talking backwards, and I could tell they were starting to get worried, and hearing one of my friends telling them to calm down that I was just having a good high, and YES I WAS. I was having thee HIGH. Then I stopped trying to hold on and let go. I let the HIGH go were it wanted to take me. I felt so much love, peace and harmony. But for all of that I felt, I also had to feel the hate, torment, and misery.

(Now let me explain a bit about me before I go on. I’m a young white male that grew up in a middle class, Christian, American family of two parents and four children. I had at that point in my life also built up a lot of hate, anger, and I was very prejudice. I was also at the same time however a very loving person, passionate person, and have always wanted the best for all. That said I’ll go on.)

Now at this point I not only experienced the lives of a white male, but every male, white, yellow, black, red, blue, I mean come on it didn’t matter, a life was a life, and when I hit one that in my conscience I found very interesting I started trying to stop there. I was a black minister, a poor Mexican, a musician, artist, wealthy business man, loving husband, abusive husband, lover, hater, lawman, murderer, scientist, homeless, peacemaker, beggar, actor, but the only lives I went through were men’s lives. I was never a women, and I was never gay. I think they are completely different from my being so I never experienced them. I committed every good and evil act known to man. In every life the voice was saying “you have to know what it is like.” The good, I loved, but the evil started tearing at me and I started begging for it to stop and it did. My lives became better and better and better. Then right when I thought it was coming to a stop. IT HIT AGAIN.

I experience animals. IT HIT AGAIN. I experience sound. IT HIT AGAIN time. AGAIN thought. AGAIN Dreams. Each of these blended together as they happened. I felt as if eons and eons had gone by, and was drifting through every part of time and space. Were the lives had seemed finite everything else seemed infinite and there was no end, and everything was good, lovely and peaceful. THEN SOMETHING HIT ME.

I had to see the Evil side if I ever wanted to be there, and I started to cry

but agreed to see it. I threw up and got sick right in front of myself and I started feeling everything I had just went through and I looked at the mess and knew what was coming. I fell into that evil, not literally, I was still eyeing it. But in a way I was spared. I had to experience the most evil of evil, but as I rouse from it, it was stripped from me and for the most part my mind. If I think to hard on it even now I start to cry

. It was Hell.

Then I feel back into the dreams, and I decided to go to bed.

When I awoke I knew I had to share this. I was so afraid no one would believe me. I had never heard of this happening to anyone who smoked Cannabis, but then again I had never looked into it. My girlfriend convinced me to tell here, because she felt a difference in me like a miracle had happened, and I told her. She believed me and said I should tell my friends.

The world is my friend. I want to tell anyone who is willing to listen. That was the most spiritual night of my life.

I tried it two weeks later and nearly the same thing happened. I am going to start meditating and training myself. I want to be able walk freely through the HIGH of highs.

(Now quickly let me explain the account here is the tip of the iceberg to the whole spiritual experience I went through. If I wrote for the rest of my life non-stop I would not be able to finish with the whole thing. This was my experience. We all have a path. I have found mine and am on it. I have seen the light, and the light was good, but we all have our own path although we are all one, because it all comes together. That was my light. Everyone must find their own way to it. What is right is also left, what is good is bad, what is up is down. It is all one. I am the one. You are the one.)
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The spiritual journey is individual, highly personal. It can't be organized or regulated. It isn't true that everybody should follow one path. Listen to your own truth. ~ Ram Dass

Highly developed spirits often encounter resistance from mediocre minds. ~ Albert Einstein

The Wisco Sha'man · Shaman Joined: 30 Jan 2006 Posts: 39

I dont know if everyone lives it like that, that is to say what they gather from the experience varies, when I was younger, in my teens, I always thought of the high like a Karma cleaner, that is to say, that things about me in which I didnt know I was doing, not activly, came to me, to confront me, even when I fell sick, It allowed me to always confront those things,

Me ME and I, the love is us,

Love and Respect
Wisco Sha'man

"bows out"
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**aeroplane** · Posted: Mon Feb 13, 2006 3:18 pm Post subject:

I would say that the most spiritual experience I've ever encountered had nothing to do with cannabis or "spirit" at all. It was the moment that I woke up and realized that God is Love, and that Love is inside of each of us wanting to be expressed. That was the first time in my life that I truly knew love. Suddenly all the shit that happened to me meant nothing anymore. I know who I am. I know who you are. Everything is as it's supposed to be. Cool

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Stokes · Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2006 7:15 am Post subject:

zero · Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2006 12:40 pm Post subject:

I dont know if I would call it a spiritual experience, but a few days ago I did have an epiphany.

I realized how wide open my life is and how I should be thankful for having this freedom to choose. I am at a point where I can go anywhere I want and do anything I want. The future as it stands before me is completely blank and it is up to no one else but me to write it out. I get my kid back at the end of the summer, so I got these few months to find my "dare to be great" situation.

my outlook on Life is just really good. the fact that I am not 100% sure what is going to happen makes it so much better. Whatever hapopens, I will have a good time doing it.
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Stokes · Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2006 4:47 pm Post subject:

doG · Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2006 4:56 pm Post subject:

stokes wrote:

doG · Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2006 8:57 pm Post subject:

If you use Cannabis for Spiritual purposes and know what I have been speeking about on different discussion on here you should also read this thread started by Rishi: THC - Cannabis - Ministry :: Community Forum Index -> Cannabis and Techniques for the Spiritual High.

Thank you for the thread Rishi.

Love to you all,
dog
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The spiritual journey is individual, highly personal. It can't be organized or regulated. It isn't true that everybody should follow one path. Listen to your own truth. ~ Ram Dass

Highly developed spirits often encounter resistance from mediocre minds. ~ Albert Einstein

**Mystic Power** · Posted: Thu Feb 16, 2006 4:41 pm Post subject:

Hi DoG...

You've certainly begun a new journey, DoG! Congrats...you've entered a realm of profound experience.

ineffable \in-EF-uh-buhl\, adjective:
1. Incapable of being expressed in words; unspeakable; unutterable; indescribable.

Now, you know the meaning of ineffable. That's Cannabis Spirituality. Highly individual. Highly profound. It can only be experienced.

It's difficult to put the Cannabis experience into words...damn near impossible...but you've done a remarkably good job of it.

Both you and Aeroplane have a unique talent for describing the entheogenic spiritual experience.

It's a Kosmik "Toto...I've a feeling we're not in Kansas anymore," kind of event.

doG · Posted: Thu Feb 16, 2006 8:43 pm Post subject:

Thank you for the kind words Mystic Power, and you are right. When I started trying to write my experience I realized it would be impossible to describe. It would take volumes. To sum it all up took a while.

I still had to do my best because I do believe we are ONE so even though each one of our experiences are extremely individual we should still share with the rest of ourselves. How else will we start to bring the ONE back together.

I hope more will post even if you don't think you initial experience was spiritual.

Love you all.
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The spiritual journey is individual, highly personal. It can't be organized or regulated. It isn't true that everybody should follow one path. Listen to your own truth. ~ Ram Dass

Highly developed spirits often encounter resistance from mediocre minds. ~ Albert Einstein