I wonder if any of you can relate to the following observation. In popular culture, we sell the philosophy that all it takes to succeed is to believe in yourself. Hard work trumps smarts or connections. Henry Ford is quoted, "Whether you think you can, or you think you can't, you're right."
Personally, I think this is actually false, but it's a helpful belief to hold, because we can't know what we're truly capable of unless we try - and if we don't believe in ourselves, we will either just not try, or try but possibly unconsciously self-sabotage in other ways. Either way, it will be an uphill battle. But, ultimately, self-belief is not enough. Good fortune plays the biggest role, in that we do not choose our abilities, and this includes the ability to truly believe in ourselves. We can learn, of course, but our capacity and our limits are often determined in ways that are largely out of our control, and even out of our awareness. That said - hard work, or grit, does indeed trump natural ability, or "smarts", or connections, in some cases, although certain connections such as being born into immense wealth can impart opportunities which no amount of grit or natural smarts could achieve in a single lifetime - at least without a lot of good luck along the way, which brings us back to the start, that our fate is largely determined by things outside of our control, and many things that we believe are within our control may be less so than we assume. There is a significant bias in the popular consciousness favour of the victors who try and succeed, and ascribe their successes to the amount of work they put in, or their own natural abilities. On the other hand, a far larger volume of people try their hardest to achieve something and fail, hopefully, eventually, either trying again and again until they do succeed, or seeking another path to fulfilment in life - in the worst case they will consistently blame their failures on themselves, thinking if only they'd tried harder, if only they had done some things differently... and while these things might well be true, they are only really true when this knowledge is used in our mental models to plan for the future. They are not
really true, in that that person who tried and failed could have tried harder, could have made a different choice - if they did, they would not be the same person that they are, and would be existing in a different reality. Choices never happen in a vacuum and it is never possible for a single choice to be the only difference between one of many possible futures - there are
always multiple confounding, often invisible factors, influencing those choices, many of which will be setting events in motion in subtle ways long before the fabled choice, be it one that is celebrated and becomes a source of confidence, or regretted, and becomes a source of depressive rumination - actually occurs.
So yeah... I have a lot of thoughts and a lot of difficulty with that idea, although all that said - it's still a useful belief, in some ways, with some caveats, if you're able to hold certain dichotomies about the nature of being in your mind.
Enter psychedelics. If you really want to believe in yourself, you can do it. We now have the pharmacological tools to rewrite our personal narratives to something far more flattering and exciting. The question then becomes, were they right? Are you the insignificant nobody that you accuse yourself of being? Or do you have the tremendous potential, trapped in the shell of "imposter syndrome", of which society has been trying to convince you all along? I'm not suggesting one answer over another. But which perspective you take will determine whether the psychedelic effect looks like an antidepressant or a catalyst for manic delusion.
The self is an illusion - "you" are neither the insignificant nobody that elements of your consciousness tell you that you are, or somebody of tremendous potential that "you" might feel that you tell yourself, or that society might tell you. In this instance, I think it's important to define the separation between the "you", or "I", in this scenario, which can be thought of as a unit of awareness living within the strange landscape of a mind - and the identities that arise within that mind, that the mind tries to assume, while, quite often, different parts of the same mind with different ideas about what "you" are often in conflict, leading to much inner turmoil, things like impostor syndrome, and just the endless confusion and self-doubt and usually subsequent mental illness of varying degrees that comes from not being able to properly understand what you are. But this is a problem caused solely by identification of the mind and the self being one and the same - in fact they are not. The mind is a chaotic entity, rarely in agreement with itself, it's primary identity, in the most fundamental sense, is that of an organ to coordinate the nervous system in an evolutionarily advantageous way. With the evolution of successive layers of cortex, expansion and differentiation of neuronal architecture into highly specialised units, increased capability for higher and higher levels of abstraction, from the most basic, "if desirable chemical gradient, move towards", in likely pre-sentient, pre-neuronal bacteria, to "this food object looks similar to another food object, perhaps it is edible, how much fear do I feel?" - obviously this is still pre-language, and the less fearful specimens would eat the new fruit and die, thus reinforcing the evolutionary-instinctual fear towards a certain kind of fruit, or eat it and flourish, thus reinforcing the same pathway to favour less caution towards this abstraction of something which would one day be "food" rather than just a nameless abstraction.
Eventually our abstraction abilities obviously went off the charts, we evolved and started to use language, we exponentially expanded the amount of data we could retain by storing previously nameless, but now quite complex and varied abstractions, as words, or symbols. Obviously actions are also conceptual objects that can be defined, chained together into basic simulations to evaluate future events, which we now call "thinking", or "planning" to get even more specific. Eventually the mind was such a complex place that thoughts themselves were conceptual objects, thinking and feelings were events, and the same observational language we used to think about the external world, we now turned inwards. The result is that our brains essentially talk to themselves almost constantly. The exact extent and nature of this communication between different brain regions varies from individual to individual, and I wouldn't like to guess what's better, why this is, or the exact difference it would make to our actions - although I would suspect that in certain minds, the inner voices are cohesive enough that much neuronal crosstalk can happen wordlessly, and language is likely only invoked when facing a particularly difficult problem, via a top-down override from the neocortex into the deeper regions that usually govern the majority of our actions. These individuals, I would think, tend to be more confident and self-assured, and will doubt themselves less. On the other hand, with too much crosstalk, every decision becomes an inner debate, even an argument, that can be tiring, depressing, anxiety inducing, paralysing, psychosis in some cases.
In either situation however - the common mistake is to identify with the landscape of your mind - but you are not one and the same. "You" are the passenger, the experiencer, who hears the contents of your consciousness. But just because it is yours, doesn't mean it comes
from you. It comes from your brain, which is something that has grown entirely in response to the external input of the world, from even before your conception, in the evolution of the mind of whatever species you happen to be. "You" have little control over this - by some arguments, you have no control, but obviously despite the fact that if you strip away the deterministic mechanisms that created your mind, there does not seem to be anything left - which is why I say that the self is an illusion - we still need to make choices, choice is the name we give to the deterministic process we experience in this reality, and we must make them, whether they are illusory or not. Generally, if you can choose to decide to allow yourself to believe that
you are not your mind, then your "personal narrative", or what "you" are, becomes much less relevant, malleable and easier to guide, unbounded by fixed beliefs about what "you" are.
Christ, I'm rambling, maybe way off topic, I do apologise, it's late and I've had too much coffee and not enough sleep. Let me try to bring things back to the actual topic... Oh yes, psychedelics.
Speaking for myself, my use of psychedelics has really solidified my belief in the illusion of the self, of free will, and that we are all really just passengers in life. I would say that this is of dubious benefit and in many ways has made me too fatalistic - in fact, I find it very difficult not to identify with my mind, and all it's tumultuous, ruminative nonsense that rolls through it daily. Meditation probably helps to get a handle on that a lot more than psychedelics ever did.
On the other hand, there have been certain psychedelic experiences that have really reminded me of how
freeing the disidentification of the self and the mind can be. Here you are, a unit of awareness, thrust into a random life that you did not choose, to a destiny you do not control. Armed with that knowledge, it's possible to summon an extraordinary amount of self-belief, and really extinguish a lot of self-doubt, because you know that whatever choice you make - it was the only choice you were ever going to make, so why not just trust yourself, accept whatever the outcome, and continue to
experience life, and
feel your choices
, relishing in the magic sensation of enacting your will in the world through the instruments of your mind and your body. In this instance - in fact, free will is not
really an illusion - free will is an expression of causality, of the flow of the universe, of events set in motion since the beginning of eternity, as far as such a concept makes sense - and as such,
that is what you are. It's also not
all you are, it's just all that you can experience, incarnate as you are in your biological body, in this temporary life and all it's wonder.
But, those insights are hard to hold onto, and it's easy to forget, to start identifying with the chatter of the mind again, intrusions into consciousness that you did not will and do not control and yet, somehow start to believe, feel some responsibility for, and again, identify with, even though
you are not your thoughts, and you are not your emotions. I believe that psychedelic trips could go the other way, and this disidentification, exposure of the illusory nature of the self, could manifest as a feeling of being trapped in a life in which you have no agency.
I'm not sure where I'm going with this anymore, but I think about this stuff a lot, and I kind of oscillate, I think, between somewhat nihilistic fatalism which I think is the bad outcome, and complete acceptance, gratitude, and appreciation of being both the experiencer and the timeless, eternal agent of that experience. Because rather than the self being an illusion - in truth, the self is an expression of the flow of eternity, but this is not a mode of awareness that can fit within the neurochemical patternings that give rise to our thoughts, that are so easy to identify with, but in a sense, not really our own.
I'm not sure if I've really expressed myself very eloquently here and I recognise that there is a lot of potentially contradictory ideas that need to be somehow simultaneously grasped to truly "get it", and I'm undecided if that's even possible for anyone except in a fairly abstract, philosophical or intellectual sense. I also recognise that not everyone's interpretations of the nature of mind and the place that psychedelics have in that story is going to be the same as mine, and that different interpretations will lead to different outcomes, both internally in the sense of what it's like within one's inner world - whether or not it's a nice place to be - and externally in the sense of people's actual behaviour, something far more easily quantifiable.
Eh, I think that's enough from me, I hope that some of you get some glimmer of insight from that diatribe.