But you know Kamya, that’s just the beauty of life. I told myself, and; it was with a pinch of sadness, in the realisation that the moment would never be seen again. That exact combination of elements and the way that the sky was changing and merging and flowing would not be there in the same way, tomorrow. But that’s the beauty of it, I felt. Because no experience can ever be repeated. The only reason we feel stuck or trapped in a certain thought pattern, be it depression, be it anxiety - is because of our minds. It’s because we haven’t opened our eyes to let the sun stream down inside our pores and remove all the crap that our modern lifestyle has filled us. They say that we have many lives, but actually we kind of have none. Because we have an infinite number, all just here in the present moment. I just floated around and watched the ocean for hours, watched the sky change from the dark blue of pre-dawn to a swirling combination of storm clouds and white clouds that was so exquisite I had to ask myself, is this the LSD or is it actually so fucking crazy?
And then the window closed. After some hours, I went back to the beach but the experience had mostly dissolved. Of course, the experience was still happening but not in that reality. It was like the universe smiling at me, saying, ‘ I showed you”. I showed you myself, and I am still there. This is who you are, and you only have to realise. Because in fact the biggest psychedelic trip is just this ordinary day to day, human experience. It’s beautiful and chaotic. It rips us apart and throws us off cliffs. Consciousness, just experiencing itself through all these different situations and eyes of other souls that are only a mutual part of our ever-present being. And in that moment I was the happiest, because I was it. I was my friend lying on the beach, and the island talking back to me through the movement of the ocean. I was just fully engrossed in the ever-changing beauty of the present. #LSD