With a single bark, a German Shepard lunges forward straining against its leash. I’m acutely aware of the texture of the tan and black fur on the back of his neck and of the damp heat of his breath. I fall backwards onto the bed as Rachel pulls the covers up over her head. I wake up and realize that Rachel and I are in bed in line at a coffee shop. There’s the warmth and chaos of the crowded café, with the scent of coffee and morning...

I drank the Calea tea before bed. Wow, it doesn’t taste good at all. I had a pretty normal amount of dreams and they were the sort of dreams I usually have, no contact with any gods or anything like that even though I did ask a question before I went to sleep. The thing that was different was that my dreams were super vivid, full of color and sound and even taste. I was at a party with lots of people dancing and playing music, fun pop...

My oneirogen for the September Oneironauticum was Calea zacatechichi. The dream was: My biological brother appears in my dream. I am helping him with something. I don’t recall any details, but it feels rather routine. I find myself alone in a small room. It is an austere living quarters. The walls are bare and light in color, like eggshell. There are two doors on either side which appear to lead to other rooms in the building. A large...

I lived in an apartment building with about 20 units. A good mix of seniors, families with kids, interesting single folks, etc. Everyone else in the building was wonderful and friendly to talk to, and there was a playground out back full of kids and all the kids were hanging out back there, playing hopscotch or basketball, etc. I remember that I was deeply aware that this was my day This was my life. I felt very centered and at peace with how I...

The Women’s Visionary Congress Oneironauticum is perhaps the strongest experience I’ve had yet with Calea zacatechichi. That’s saying a lot. The night was extremely cold. Curled shivering in the pullout bed of my beloved VW Westfalia Baby, I drifted into a particularly clear state of hynagogia and had a beautiful dream vision. I saw a tree growing very slowly. It started out small and spindly, and then began to widen and extend out. The...

This turned out to be an extraordinary night of dreams, rich in detail and emotion. Dale Pendell’s calea zacatechichi liqueur was prominently effective right from the start, with a period of hypnagogic shopping through rows and rows of little items—bottles of pills mutating into little stuffed toys, all in great quantity and detail. I realized as I was experiencing this that the imagery may have been influenced by my day’s trip the grocery...