Truffles Therapy Retreat: my psychedelic weekend with magic truffles

Someone lit a stick of palo santo in the car. I watched the road through a veil of spiritual smoke as my ego murmered in the backseat: What are you doing? You don’t do things like this. You don’t go off to hippy communes, you don’t burn wood sticks or offer hugs of inestimable length to strangers. What would your friends say? [caption id="attachment_6007" align="aligncenter" width="600"] Behold the magic truffles. Photo by Arthur Enselme.[/caption] I was sharing a ride with three women...Read More

It started with a boy called Matt: why I’m going to Burning Man (in 2 weeks!!!)

Going to Burning Man has been pretty high on the bucket list for years... ever since I started chatting to an American guy online back in 2003, who was all set to head off to Black Rock City from his home somewhere in New Mexico. His name was Matt. We chatted so much over webcam that Matt decided to fly to London after the festival to see me. I know, I know, so romantic. And it was. It really was; as soon as...Read More