Shrooms+Sex=Sexadelic Healing

Emotional Intimacy…

That delicious but terrifying state of being known beyond and beneath the masks of our social interactions. Communication and comprehension on a soul level. Just two (or more) beings, straight vibin’.

I crave it. I’m pretty sure we all do. And yet in my sober, waking hours I reject it and construct various defenses against it. I hide safe behind the walls of my ego, and I act in ways that maintain the façade I am presenting to the world. All my regular behaviors feed that projection. Even sometimes in my closest relationships I realize that I am behaving inauthentically, that I’ve carried the face I wear for the outside world into the bedroom. I have become so comfortable in my mask that I have forgotten I’m wearing it.

I discovered the emotionally connective powers of psilocybin mushrooms after my grandmother died, when I was single but seeking something deeper and more potent than a one-night stand or friend with benefits. I wanted sex, needed it to remind me that I was alive, but it was more than that. I needed connection, something soul deep; romantic interaction that burned past the physical into the spiritual, stimulation that warmed me out of the numbness that had overtaken me.

As you can imagine, it wasn’t all that easy to find. That part took years, in fact.

But what I did realize pretty quickly, was this:

Magic Mushrooms melt the masks between us.

Simply put, they turned so-so sex with a part-time lover into something palatable for my hungry soul. While neither party was in love with the other, we were able to meet in a space where spiritual energy could be exchanged with eyes wide open and souls bared.

Without our facades getting in the way we were more tuned into the pleasure of the moment, any insecurities melting into bliss.

Fast forward to the now, where I’m married to my spiritually and emotionally aware best friend. We operate on a foundation of vulnerability and honesty that I didn’t know existed before I met him.

Apply ego dissolving hallucinogenic drugs to that solid foundation and here’s what happens:

There is a swelling closeness, a magnetic sizzle at the place where our auras meet. Our eyes see each other with a sudden clarity, and we are more beautiful than we were with our masks on. Our vision is clearer, the loveliness is more obvious. We are stronger in the knowing of our partner, but weaker in being known by them. This vulnerability, along with the awareness of them, inspires gentleness. The initial shyness that tells us unmatched intimacy is upon us, is one of my favorite parts.

Soon, however, that dissolves, and the scene is simultaneously made more beautiful and simplified.

We are reduced to light and vibration, flesh and heat, sound and flavor. We are channeling the lust of all the lovers that loved before us, we are just consciousness in motion, doing what’s natural.

We cry, we love, we give and take pleasure. We drink from the well of each other and give of ourselves to be consumed. Our third eyes glow and a fluid beam connects them, and we say all the things we couldn’t say while we were wearing our protective masks.

The desire for human connection and spiritual communion is inherent in all of us. Life beats us down and trauma requires that we rewire ourselves for protection. Reaching out for connection comes with the prospect of pain, and fear of what may hurt keeps us from the beautiful possibilities.

Sexual healing with mushrooms is like fast-tracked therapy for your sex and your soul. It makes you brave enough to be seen by another, brave enough to love at your most exposed.

And if we were to ignore all those emotional and spiritual benefits and just focus on the physical—

It feels freaking great. 100/10 would recommend.

Happy healing kindred.