It’s been 50 years since the last one. The original idea was to hold followups every 10 years. But the war on drugs came along, and they were never held. It’s time to take another look at the current state of the art.

Although psychedelics are going to shape the future of mental health therapy, these powerful mind-altering substances shouldn’t be taken lightly.

When I graduated from the Air Force Academy, it was George W. Bush who handed me my diploma.

Should these drugs become part of medicine cabinets from San Francisco to America’s heartland, it will be high time to develop drug tests that control for the cultural diversity of this country’s doctors and patients.

Icaros: A Vision opens Friday, May 19th 2017 at Metrograph in NYC, followed by a national rollout in several cities in the U.S. and overseas.

As I became activated to defend something bigger than my own immediate welfare, a shift took place—a shift toward seeing reality as a singular entity as opposed to a bunch of disjointed parts.

By limiting the psychedelic community to a certain homogeneity, it’s ultimately excluding to its detriment.

The undaunted spirit and psychedelic warrior of love and light, Nick Sand, the outlaw chemist, died in his sleep on Monday April 24th at the age of 75.

Let’s go forward in time through the government’s ban on psychedelics, and look how it has blossomed into the psychedelic renaissance.

Psychotherapy-assisted psychedelic experiences may revolutionize how we treat mental illness. The philosophy and techniques have evolved over the past 50 years.

Part 3 | Dose #3 was the most intense, powerful, horrendous, terrifying, awful experience of my life. In the end, it was all worth it.

Part 2 | This time my dose was 45 mg of pure psilocybin. I took it and waited for the show to begin. There was fear and a sincere hope that this experience would not be as hellish.

A 3-part series on one participant's high dose psilocybin experience in the Pharmacokinetics of Psilocybin in Normal Adult Volunteers study at the University of Wisconsin.

I hypnotized some of the attendees and put them on cocaine, pot, beer, and even ecstasy. I interviewed them afterwards and asked them if it felt real. And each of them said yes. Quite real. Then my head exploded.

I’ve yet to lift my self-imposed ban on mirror-gazing, but if one were in front of me now, my face would reflect the same slack-jawed childlike wonder I felt in fifth grade as the sun-filled sky turned black while my gym class watched our first lunar eclipse from the playground.

In underground sessions, you’re taking a huge risk choosing to work with someone who may not have adequately prepared or may have dubious subconscious motivations.

Even if we don't necessarily share religious, spiritual, or mythological assumptions, are we able to reconcile between such seemingly different and antagonistic worldviews?

Many of us are well-meaning in our engagement with plant medicines, but we cannot disregard the real-world impact that our actions inevitably have, regardless of intent.

I was on duty the night Alex decided to commit suicide in the communal showers.

I was able to heal my relationship with death, and that in turn allowed me to heal my relationship with life.