Tripping into Yom Kippur

Preparing to do penitence for my sins of the year 5770, I spent the weekend preparing for Yom Kippur where the Pagan/Ju-Bu in me has to face off with long bearded one, the guy with all the gelt who gives the guilt. and oye, do I need more ...I DON'T THINK SO...in preparation for repenting for everything awful I've done, mostly to moi-meme, I attended the psychedlic conference for healing held at Judson Memorial Church.. Ok,so you went to an apple picking orchard or had sweaty sex, chacun son gout... I can you imagine a synogogue allowing a conference on psychedelics? well i can't but who knows what will happen after 2012? Synogogues may even start selling things again, like before Jesus tore down the market.. the gold old days, “Hey honey, I'm going to make a blessing for my uncle Zooley, he's sick...need anything? Oh, yea, pick up a carton of milk while you're there, 2 percent.”.

This conference on psychedelicsand healing,, helmed by Neal Goldsmith, had an emphasis on cancer patients.. It was so excited to know there were healers around who were more interested in compassionate work than their golf swing...oops dating myself... still... docs from Johns Hopkins, (why is there an s on John?) William Richards, and NYU, Stephen Ross, gathered to talk about studies being done with cancer patients --- they are monitored during a psychedelic treatment and face their fears and anxieties, ego and other deaths and come out happier and stronger and much better able to deal with their healing.

It is amazing that this is happening in this backwards country...hooray, sorry drug companies, but I hear Walmart's hiring...This a small, growing vibrant community of people who have as Jim Morrison sang "gone to the other side", and appreciate reality on both sides of now. Sorry for the hyperbole, but this was not a room filled with burned out wanna-be bitter hippies, but exceedingly curious, compassionate people who are part of a growing mass who want to see controls lessened on drugs as well as clear information offered.

One of the highlights of the conference was Bob Wold, creator of Clusterbusters, an organization formed to help sufferers of cluster headaches take the gun from their forehead and live life. Psilosybin, sorry spelling, but it's late, heals cluster headaches...people who have suffered 5 cluster headaches a day for 20 years, suddenly have eliminated them from their lives by following a psychedelic protocol. It's a bloody miracle, and I know. I suffered headaches for years, not cluster, perhaps duster, but one lasted a whole week. It wasn't until my predominant shaman teacher at the time, John Harris, called and talked me "out of it" after five hours -- it went away. It was a shamanic healing experience and I believe that psychedelics perform an equally shamanistic role in our lives.

Andy Letcher, an urchin from the UK, charmed with the historical verite on shrooms and of course, the question of what is a religious experience came up.

Check out his music Telling Bees on my space with absolutely enchanting artwork by his art partner Ms. Staines.

Now after such stimulation, how exciting could synagogue look? Well, they cleaned up the old gal on Clinton Street, so I hiked up to the balcony where the girls are sequestered and sang a few tunes for my dad. I was saddened to learn that goats are the most sacrificed animal in the bible, esp as that was my family name in zee old country. As if Lambstar isn't enough.

5770 comes to a one... let's hope this is a new beginning of kindness, compassionate, peace, meaning all aspects of one's life, and a recognition that the old guard is over, patriarchy collapses, duality goes with it, and love is all there is -- almost, because, a little gelt doesn’tt hurt either