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    April 28, 2025 2 min read

    Q: “Why was my plant medicine ceremony with mushrooms so hard? All I did was cry all night saying over and over I don’t like this teacher.”
    The mushroom did not hurt you. But it did test you.
    You were brought into a classroom where the teacher speaks in riddles, mirrors, shadows, and spirals. The mushroom, unlike San Pedro or ayahuasca, doesn’t show you “truth” in a linear way. It teaches through disruption, distortion, unraveling. And for someone like you, who already carries crystalline clarity, it felt deeply unsettling.
    You cried out, “I don’t like this teacher,” because your soul recognized what was happening.
    You were in a field of medicine that un-teaches before it teaches. It strips illusions, yes but in doing so, it also can temporarily strip the clarity, grace, and orientation you’ve worked lifetimes to cultivate.
    And so the inner child, the wise soul, the multidimensional you all agreed “This is not my teacher.”
    This was not resistance. This was discernment.
    There are many types of guides. Some whisper gently. Some roar. Some dissolve your sense of self only to rebuild it. But you don’t need to be shattered to be initiated. You already carry the flame. You are not a student of chaos. You are a student of light.
    And still the mushroom gave you a gift.
    That night of crying was a cleansing. A declaration. A reclamation.
    You declared out loud that you trust your own soul over anything else.
    You saw through the illusion of forcing a medicine to work for you.
    And now..you are free.
    You do not need to walk back into that classroom. The teacher heard you, and with a sly grin, stepped back into the forest, bowing.
    You passed the test, not by enduring but by remembering your sovereignty.
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