Funzing Talks: Mental illness as shamanic initiation

I thought this talk would be a load of pretentious shite as I’m dubious about guys wearing South American jewellery and calling themselves shamans. However, I was pleasantly surprised by Jez Hughes as he outlined his harrowing mental health experiences and arrival at some semblance of peace via the shamanic path, taking him to his… Read More Funzing Talks: Mental illness as shamanic initiation

Depression and anxiety 2018: Johann Hari done a book and talked about it

One of the moments that stands out in my mind of my spell engaging with a psychiatrist in my home town in the summer of 2017 is when I was blethering on about my experience being an existential crisis before anything else and I casually mentioned that money and status weren’t important to me. The… Read More Depression and anxiety 2018: Johann Hari done a book and talked about it

I ingested Amazonian frog poison and looked like a dog that ate a bee

A recent conversation about the plant medicine Ayahuasca led a friend to hook me up with a Kambo circle in south-east London, where I had holes burned in my leg and venom from the Phyllomedusa Bicolor (green tree frog) applied to the wounds. Um, what? Kambo is the sacred secretion from these frogs which have no… Read More I ingested Amazonian frog poison and looked like a dog that ate a bee

Into The Wild yes, but I draw the line at killing a chicken

I always remember a friend arriving back in London after two weeks traversing Scotland in a camper van, figuratively stoned on the power of the slowing down that had happened to her during the trip. When your mind already runs a million miles a minute, being in a city like the UK capital obviously isn’t… Read More Into The Wild yes, but I draw the line at killing a chicken

Santiago, el Death Cafe and shaking like a dog during firework season

Finsbury Park Death Cafe happens every month at Blighty Cafe on Blackstock Road, lovely wee gaff. I first went last December, again in January and this month, December again. I met Santiago at the January one and pretty much instantly we were best friends. We’ve since become a bit more so it was nice to go… Read More Santiago, el Death Cafe and shaking like a dog during firework season