I haven't touched Salvia in months... I haven't been in a place mentally where I was ready to or wanted to. Last weekend, a friend of mine contacted me and asked me if I had any and if I'd want to come out and hook her up and trip sit. I guess it was like a catalyst, because by the time I got there, I was ready for a visit to an alternate reality. 
If you've read any of my old Salvia trip reports, you'll remember that I have recurring trips. One that I recall was very vivid, sending me to a beautifully chaotic place, where no order seemed to exist, but there was no pain... maybe there was order, just none that you could point out. Everything was fractals, explosions of color, and images all over the place. This time though, I felt more a part of it, like it was where I was supposed to be. It wasn't scary or disturbing at all. At the end of the trip, it was almost like I had to choose where I wanted to be... back in "reality", where I started off, or staying in this place... that seemed very familiar, like I'd been a part of it before and was wanted back. I felt someone communicating with me while I was there, and it was as if they were welcoming me back, and telling me to "come on, we have work to do", and "make your decision, we have to go". I opened my eyes, my entryway to the "other" reality and saw all the familiar things I'd been looking at before I went to... wherever I went... giggled quite a bit like always... and "decided"... this is where I want to be, I like it here, and I came back from wherever that place is. I might go back there someday... who knows, maybe to stay.
If you've read any of my old Salvia trip reports, you'll remember that I have recurring trips. One that I recall was very vivid, sending me to a beautifully chaotic place, where no order seemed to exist, but there was no pain... maybe there was order, just none that you could point out. Everything was fractals, explosions of color, and images all over the place. This time though, I felt more a part of it, like it was where I was supposed to be. It wasn't scary or disturbing at all. At the end of the trip, it was almost like I had to choose where I wanted to be... back in "reality", where I started off, or staying in this place... that seemed very familiar, like I'd been a part of it before and was wanted back. I felt someone communicating with me while I was there, and it was as if they were welcoming me back, and telling me to "come on, we have work to do", and "make your decision, we have to go". I opened my eyes, my entryway to the "other" reality and saw all the familiar things I'd been looking at before I went to... wherever I went... giggled quite a bit like always... and "decided"... this is where I want to be, I like it here, and I came back from wherever that place is. I might go back there someday... who knows, maybe to stay.
