The party was ok.
I did well the first day.
I was chanting a few verses from Adrew’s book:
" Like a dream, like an illusion,
Like a city of gandharvas,
That’s how birth, and that’s how living,
That’s how dying are taught to be."
I was chanting it to keep my mind focused because otherwise I would be … bored:)
This particular festival is definitely not my vibe and I went there knowing that we (myself, my husband, and our friends) will have our own space set up, with our own music. I would not attend it otherwise. What else makes it easier to attend is that the land where the festival is happening is owned by a couple from that same circle of friends and we get free entry through their guest list. I do not think if I would go if I had to pay.
I was not inspired to explore (it is my fourth time at this event). I was just hanging in our space, talking to friends and acquaintances.
The second day I did not do so well. I let boredom win and started smoking cannabis.
I do not smoke it normally at all so I was totally overtaken by desire to consume as many energy bars (protein bars) as possible. Munchies definitely ruled my world that day ahah
I did not like how I felt the next day and the following day after the festival.
I attribute it to cannabis.
I think I really want to abstain from it.
Mind you, I do take other psychedelic medicines but they do not cloud my mind nearly as much.
Cannabis creates such a smoke cloud over my head and of course it affects my memory - dreamcall suffered for the first few days after the festival.
I realized that if I am to go to anything like this again, I need to be really ready to face my boredom and lack of suitable for my needs stimulation and embrace it and keep chanting a mantra because it definitely helped me the first day.