BM: How did cannabis change your life?
MB: That smoke in Kandahar remains a turning point. I did not know it then but I had what we now diagnose as ‘PTSD.’ I had not shed a tear since I was ten years old and sent to boarding school.
It is very hard to put into words the relief I had from smoking cannabis. My mind was freed somehow, and with it my body relaxed. I used to get debilitating migraines, vomiting and hiding in the dark searching for silence. Virtually never again and that’s fifty years ago now, except a few times when I had stopped taking cannabis.
From then on cannabis was my friend on the spiritual journey. Now people call it medicine but I understand why temples were built for the plant in the past and in Jesus’s day it was called Gods gift. If something takes your pain away and makes you feel good is it medical or spiritual? Remembering the words good and god come from the same root gad, same as gather and together!
Somehow, in emptying my mind, cannabis sweeps an invisible veil aside and the Truth becomes obvious. I can also liken it to looking into a muddy stirred up pool, but after the smoke the mud settles and I can see clearly to the bottom.
Easy to understand why the CIA used cannabis as a truth drug back in the sixties, but also easy to see why they stopped after people got the giggles and munchies. Does it set free the child inside us?!
“Somehow, in emptying my mind, cannabis sweeps an invisible veil aside and the Truth becomes obvious. I can also liken it to looking into a muddy stirred up pool, but after the smoke the mud settles and I can see clearly to the bottom.”
- Michael Balderstone