Holotropics, Tantra & Blissballs

After a brief summary of the last month and a half of social distancing, I launch into a magical tale from the small lakeside town of San Marcos La Laguna in Guatemala, land of tantric body massage, holotropic breathwork and blissballs. If you enjoy this story, then please subscribe on any of your favorite podcast outlets. Just search “Dougie Lux” — or visit this link!

Just Belize In Yourself

Cave of the Crystal Maiden

“Everyone needs a little loving, a little regular physical touch sometimes, you know?” Once again I was on a boat, lamenting my shadowy feelings to my new Canadian friend, Brian.

“True. And yet some people seem to need it more than others,” Brian said with a hungover slur. He might be young, and he might have an alcohol problem, but nonetheless he was right.

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The Unicorn Candy & The Virus

The day started off like any other pandemic day might, rifling through an old Burning Man box to see if I had any spare N95 masks to donate to our sparsely stocked hospital. I didn’t find any masks, but I did find a small envelope mysteriously labeled “Unicorn Candy”, which contained a solitary pink tablet. I seemed to remember that it had been a gift from a delightful fairy who’d fluttered into my life during a brief spell the previous year. What kind of candy did unicorns eat exactly? I wondered. I hadn’t asked what it was at the time, or if I had, I’d long since forgotten, but I was guessing their favorite snack was probably something pretty magical. Incidentally, earlier that morning I’d seen a Vice article that asked the question “You’re Socially Isolating. Is Now a Good Time to Trip on Psychedelics?”. Well, it’s Saturday, I thought. I don’t have any children, all my work for the foreseeable future has vanished, and there’s five thousand acres of wilderness behind my cabin. I never actually read the Vice article, instead I decided to open the envelope, pop the pill into my mouth, and find out the answer for myself. The Unicorn Candy quickly dissolved on my tongue, leaving the faintest hint of strawberry cotton candy.

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