Feeling the love and hanging with my guides.

My ceremonial brother was over today for a changa session. We each weighed out 150mg of 1:1:1 changa. I loaded the first dose into a brand new glass pipe. My brother and I rock paper scissored for who went first while the other held space. I won with a paper over rock maneuver. I held the pipe and lighter while I focused on my breathing in anticipation of what was to come. I lit the lighter and started my first draw as the flame ever so gently caressed the changa. I hold this in as long as possible and then repeat. This was a big one. Holding as long as possible. Exhale. I can't see the pipe but sense my brother has it and is ready to give me a 3rd hit. I take it and may have held it, hard to tell as I was now traveling faster than the speed of light through a fractalized infinite universe. Things stabilize and start to take on beautiful abstract forms of the most beautiful pink hues. The feeling is love. I'm being shown the love that went into the careful preparation and unique ceremonies required to make this medicine that was given to me by a great friend. I was seeing all the love, time, good energy and uniqueness they imbued into the crafting. Once this was shown and the lesson in it cemented I came to another place. This place was familiar. This is where the guides and ones who watch over me dwell. This is a place of healing and communion. The helpers appear as some sort of pit crew type team. They begin their scans and diagnostics. The one running the show, the one I call The Boss, is giving them new requisitions for more diagnostics and scans while interpreting the results of their previous ones. This goes on for some time. They are being quite thorough. I can feel them running through every system and cell. During this I hear these things like "how did he manage to break this, we can't fix this part, wholly crap I've never seen one run missing this, what's he been using this for". The scans are done now. The boss now wants to talk to me. He says to me "I'm really sorry but you aren't going to be getting the damage deposit back on this meat suit". I started laughing hysterically and remained laughing for the duration of the journey until the beautiful changa comedown started and this reality crept more and more back in. The entire comedown was extremely relaxing and pleasant. This was what I needed. The medicine always knows what we need. It's up to us to answer the call.Thanks for reading. Mush love and safe travels ❤