The seasons are finally changing, friends, despite the current blast of heat we have here. I saw orange leaves on top of one of the maple trees outside, and the song-birds have mostly left. The nights are growing longer and colder. Mabon is almost here.
Tomorrow night, I am conducting yet another utiseta. I feel that I need to return to my original sacred space, the park that is a further walk away, to confide with the spirit of the river, and my guide, Grandmother Mugwort, on what steps are necessary next. The election looms large, and the threat of fascism is everywhere. In addition to this, my mother’s health has taken a turn for the worst again.
I am bringing with me my latest tincture, which is a non-alcoholic infusion of fly agaric. This is a mushroom, and while it is not the same as psilocybin or “magic mushrooms,” it is still hallucinogenic. Having tested it out already at home, I can report that it produces a “floating” effect. This tincture, along with the one I mentioned before, are my first steps down what is known as “the poison path.”
With this book as my guide, I am figuring out appropriate dosages for myself, as well as planting my own crop of black henbane. I haven’t put this book under my bibliography, nor will I, because I do not want to encourage this practice. I have begun it only because, having tested different entheogens on myself, feel that I can safely proceed. However, since the plants contained within this book are highly poisonous, I don’t want a novice practitioner stumbling across this book and, thinking of it as my recommendation, entering into this for “shits and giggles.” I expect that, by January, I will have worked around these plants for long enough that I can begin a long-term relationship with the spirit of Henbane, which is sacred to Thor.
In much lighter news, I have my offering box ready for Mabon/Haúsblót/Alban Eiler, and will be conducting that ritual on Monday the 23rd. After that, it’s almost time to go to the city to see Till! I am beyond excited that I decided to take this leap of faith. I know that it’s probably the influence of Loki that is slowly making me bolder and less anxious to go out into the world on my own.
Until next time, dear ones.