My spiritual emergency,
which meets the DSM-IV criteria for a Hallucinogen-induced
Delusional Disorder, occurred 29 years ago. For two months, I
was convinced that I had uncovered the secrets of the cosmos,
and that I was both Buddha and Christ in a new reincarnation.
It was triggered by taking LSD for the first time. During the
most acute stage, which lasted a week, I slept little and held
conversations with the "spirits" of eminent thinkers
in the social sciences and humanities. I had discussions with
contemporary persons including R. D. Laing, Margaret Mead, and
Bob Dylan, as well as individuals no longer living, such as Rousseau,
Freud, Jung, and — of course — Buddha and Christ.
Based on these conversations, I produced a 47-page "Holy
Book" that I expected would unite all the peoples of the
world in the project of designing a new society. I sent xeroxed
copies of my book to friends and family so that they too could
be enlightened.
My great vision now reads to me like a standard utopian communal
vision of the sixties involving a return to tribal living.
Yet I spent months preoccupied with my mission to change the
world via the dissemination of my new Bible. When it finally
became clear to me that others were not receiving me as a new
prophet, I went off to live by myself in my parents' summer
cottage in Cape Cod. It was the beginning of spring with not
many people around. I became quite depressed and physically
sick. I had internal bleeding and seriously considered suicide.
The image of what I took to be my skeleton spontaneously appeared
to me on several sleepless nights.
During the height of these difficulties, I went for a walk
near the bay. Suddenly I heard a voice say, "Become a
healer." I was startled. At that time, lost in self-recrimination,
I didn't even think of myself as having a future. However,
this voice — the only disembodied voice I've ever heard
emanate from outside of myself — set a whole new sequence
of events in motion. This voice set me on the path to becoming
a clinical psychologist.
INTEGRATING THE EXPERIENCE INTO A PERSONAL MYTHOLOGY
Three years later, I entered graduate school in clinical psychology,
and went into Jungian analysis for 4 1/2 years. I also studied with
shamans and Native American medicine men and women at the Ojai Foundation
to integrate my experience. Guided by authentic shamans, I learned
self-control over entry into and exit from ecstatic states of consciousness
during rituals. In a retreat in Ojai, Lakota medicine man Wallace Black
Elk shared how his initiatory visions led to his hospitalization by
those who did not understand the spiritual dimension of his experience.
This helped me to see the value of such nonordinary experiences, despite
the embarrassing grandiosity of my own experience.
As I have come to integrate the experience into my personal
mythology, I now consider it a spiritual crisis, specifically
the Visionary and Shamanic type. The shamanic elements are:
1) shamans and their practices were involved in the integration
of my crisis just as they usually are with novice shamans.
2) it overlaps phenomenologically with traditional shamanic
initiatory crises. Both my experience and the classic initiatory
illness involve ascent into the upper world, descent into the
lower world, dismemberment or death, and rebirth.
3) it was this psychospiritual crisis that called me to the
profession of being a clinical psychologist, just as it serves
to call shamans to their healing profession.
Expanded
version of this first person account.
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