How Mushrooms Reconnected Me with the Magic of Being Alive
<p>In the process of <a href="https://juliachristina.substack.com/p/mastering-psychedelic-integration" rel="noopener ugc nofollow" target="_blank">integrating Ibogaine</a> over the past year, I got jaded with all things healing. For the first time in my adult life, I was able to take a sabbatical from the full-time healing responsibilities to just <em>live</em>. It was foreign but refreshing.</p>
<p>Somewhere along the way, though, I lost something. My partner gently pointed out that I was increasingly bypassing the present for the future. “You used to be so in the moment”, he told me.</p>
<p>Now I was daydreaming daily about farm life in the countryside, only months after we’d moved into a dream beachfront home. Each week, I was spending endless hours plotting the future, which always promised to trump the present, dedicating all my free time to conceiving it. In the meantime, the beautiful, carefree life I’d worked so hard to build was passing by behind my back.</p>
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