Mindful Musings: Feb 11

“Love is the Purpose of Life: A vision on DMT”

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I will never forget a vision I had many years ago while on my first trip on DMT, a highly profound and soulful psychedelic originally dubbed the “spirit molecule,” by Dr. Raymond Moody.  The following vision is adapted from my first book: The Hippie Revival and Collected writings.

          The vision:

I arrived at a place where I saw one large ring of people standing in puffy white clouds. The people were all smiling, laughing and embracing one another. At first, I couldn’t make out their faces. But I felt as though I knew each person. As I walked over toward the ring, I began to make out the faces. I saw immediate family, current friends and my beloved dog Abbie. I also saw three ex-partners and my two closest friends from college. Going back further in time, I was astonished to find that my friends from high school and childhood were there as well. 

 Remarkably, the ring also included people with whom I had falling outs with. For example, an ex-girlfriend stood in the ring smiling. Same with my best friend from high school. I remember that friend standing in the middle of the ring and extending his hand out to mine when I approached him. We then pulled each other in close for a hug. I took my place in the ring and we all held hands and began to spin together in a circle. This was a dance of peace and harmony. The scene rushed over me with such positive vibrations that I felt waves of tears streaming down my face. 

When I came out of this vision, I began to piece together the deeper meaning of this experience. I came to a simple interpretation: love is the purpose of life. We are here to perfect its expression in human form. From this vision, I also gathered that love is unconditional. It doesn’t acknowledge tensions between close friends or loved ones.  Rather, if a person touched your heart at any point in time, love will always prevail.  Love is eternal, as it transcends both time and space.

It also became clear that love knows nothing of separateness. Only of oneness. I thought of how the former emanates from the ego and the latter from the depths of the soul. I also pondered the likelihood that separateness arises from the ego’s tendency to judge, label, and assign arbitrary values to being. This, I also concluded, was the opposite case with our souls.  True spirit sees all creation as one whole.

Forrest Rivers is a writer and teacher who lives in the beautiful Blue Ridge Mountains of North Carolina. His new book, COVID-19 and Humanity’s Spiritual Awakening is now available on Amazon HERE.