Kundalini, Psychoactivity & Manifestation

Back in 1989, more than 30 years ago, there was an article – an interview actually – about cannabis as a spirit plant, called “Resurrection of the Higher Self”. This was long before legalization started turning the corner in the U.S. The article was so stunning, that it was rejected for print!

I have a friend who by any measure of success has "made it." He's an acclaimed authority in his field; he makes good money and others clamor to work with him.

It’s human nature to want the easiest and simplest way to improve one’s life. And if there were simple “flick-the-switch” approaches, I’d imagine that everybody would be flicking the switch, right?

“Hey you don’t smell bad for a fat person!” … that’s a descriptive example of the kind of “humor” called sarcasm that’s designed to cut or give pain. You may have one or two (or more!) family members who spew this kind of toxic crap.

Well, my last blog about cannabis' ability to wean people off of alcohol certainly stirred the pot. (No pun intended. Oh, on second thought – that's a pretty cute pun 😜) Anyway, thanks to the many people who shared their "cannabis for wellness" stories with me in reaction to my blog.

In business leadership (which I used to teach), we'd discuss your Inner Game and where you're at with it. Of course, we're talking about the emotions that might be holding you back.

The family holidays are coming up!  And regardless of where you are in life, most all of us have immediate feelings about going home for the holidays, which is what this week's blog is all about:

It was around the year 2002 that a friend and I traveled to Amsterdam to take in the coffeeshops. Coffeeshops were the "code word" in that Dutch city for "get your cannabis here" … consuming in the public and in the daylight nonetheless!

"When the pain of being stuck hurts more than the pain to change" This is the tagline on my website for why people should connect with me. I think it's brilliant – and I had nothing to do with creating it. It actually comes from a man who emailed me thanking me for helping him quell the emotional turmoil he'd been wrestling with.