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Stephan Beyer Drinks Up

beyerthumb.jpgIn contrast to many Euro-American aya fans, who fetishize the otherness of the Amazonian shaman, Beyer does not characterize the Amazon's techniques of religious ecstasy as archaic residues free from any contamination from today's globalized world. The culture of ayahuasca is both stronger and weaker than that. (more)

Tribal Revival

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Every summer, tens of thousands of participants descend upon dozens of festivals and gatherings, great and small, that occur on the West Coast of North America: Shambhala, Oracle, Moontribe, Lightning in a Bottle. The first thing you learn about the festival is: to get there, you must leave here. You must cross a threshold. (more)

Divination Preview

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Join me this Sunday, Nov. 8th, on a free call about our upcoming Evolver Intensives tele-seminar series, “Divination: How to Read the Future Now." (more)

The Atmosphere of Heaven

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What is it like to take a drug before it is "a drug"? In the late eighteenth century, members of the Pneumatic Institution, an outpost of British medical exploration, pursued the nature of consciousness by sucking down bags of nitrous oxide and concluded that "Nothing exists but thoughts!" (more)

Delusions of Normality: Sanity, Drugs, Sex, Money and Belief in America

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In his new book, Delusions of Normality, J. P. Harpignies argues that we Americans are far less mentally stable, far more irrational, druggier, and kinkier in our sex lives than we generally admit. (more)

Astral Organics: A Cow Jumped Over the Moon

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That Biodynamic horticulture invokes cosmic forces should come as no surprise, especially when it comes to a soul-enriching Dionysian delight that remains one of the most refined and spiritually symbolic products on the planet. (more)

Why Mrs. Blake Cried

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In William Blake's Sexual Path to Spiritual Vision, Marsha Keith Schuchard makes a strange and compelling case that Blake's imaginative universe was deeply shaped by a thriving London subculture of spiritual sexuality. (more)

Lotusland

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In the tony Montecito foothills near Santa Barbara lies Lotusland – a garden of eclectic whimsy, bold inventions, and theatrical juxtapositions that express a recognizably Californian spiritual temperament. (more)

Diamond Solitaire: Washing Beets with God

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A little over a decade ago, I had a bona-fide, Grade A, no-shit “mystical” experience – or at least something that felt a hell of a lot like one. (more)

Tapping the Source

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For anti-cult crusaders and deprogrammers obsessed with "brainwashing," the Source Family could hardly present a more perfect case study. Here, amidst the wild freedom of early 70s California, was a deeply devoted group of young people, living communally, whose eccentric sexual, spiritual, and financial relationships were commanded by ex-Marine Jim Baker – an enormously charismatic patriarchal figure who presented himself to his flock as both Father and God. (more)

Burning Men Addendum: More Sparks

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Since posting my two-part exploration of the Great Prank of 2007, I have had a number of thoughtful and substantial email exchanges and conversations, mostly with people from the Burning Man Department of Public Works – the DPW folks. Larry Harvey, Burning Man's exec director, also gave me a buzz. (more)

Burning Men

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What happened on the playa that Monday night? There you are, in a fireman's coat, hurling through the wee hours across a parched and dusty lakebed in a 1979 American LaFrance fire truck. Above you the rare shadow of the earth has morphed the full moon into a dusky half-burnt clementine that hangs there pendulous like some wandering orb on the cover of a 70s SF paperback. "Baby's on Fire" is spewing out of the iPod, and Fripp's incandescent solo mixes with Burning Man's surrounding soundscape of engines, explosions, house beats, and the rising cries of gesticulating passersby who have-wait a sec-just realized that the iconic 40-foot-tall trademark that centers their entire week of organized revelry is prematurely aflame. (more)

Dr. Bombast

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As part of an ongoing but essentially lazy quest to wrap my psyche around alchemy, I had recently been drawn towards Paracelsus: the wonder-working itinerant sixteenth-century healer who is sometimes cast as the Copernicus of medicine. Rejecting the leech-loving, bass-ackwards, and literally by-the-book healing practices of most medieval doctors, Paracelsus instead made room for a medicine based on plants, material causality, and self-healing powers of the body. (more)

Galactic Games 2: Delvin Solkinson's Oracle Deck

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An enthusiastic former jock influenced, in roughly equal parts, by permaculture, Elfquest, plant medicines, Taoist poetry, and D&D, Delvin Solkinson is a dedicated crafter of scenes and rituals. One of his greatest concoctions is, to give it its full name, the Galactic Trading Card Oracle Complex Entheo Art Microgallery. This visionary artifact combines elements of the Tarot, the Dreamspell, and a trading card art catalog, creating a gorgeous and deeply millennial chunk of meta-programming soultech. (more)

Galactic Games 1: The Dreamspell Calendar

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My pal recently decided to ditch his copy of Telektonon: The Game of Prophecy, a boxed Mayan-calendar board-game mind-virus that was released in 1995 by Jose Argüelles. I love artifacts that attempt to map and embody mystic systems – the aesthetics of apocalypse you could say – so I happily swapped copies of my last two books for this treasure. (more)

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