Love as the Only Truth: What Plant Medicine Has Taught Me About Reality
I didn’t go in searching for love. I went in searching for answers - for understanding, for healing, for some piece of truth that felt bigger than the small human box I’d been trying to live inside. The day of my most recent psilocybin journey, I set my space with care. A candle, a blanket, soft music that felt like a lullaby for my soul. My heart was open, but my mind was restless - whispering a hundred questions to the medicine before I’d even begun.
As the minutes blurred into a slow, honey-like stretch of time, I felt the world loosen. The edges of my thoughts softened, my body dissolved into something both infinite and weightless. It was as if I was no longer in the room - I was the room. And then, I was more.
The Moment It Happened
There’s no language precise enough to capture it - only the echo of the feeling.
I became one with something that had no edges, no borders, no beginning or end. Some call it God, somme call it Source, some call it the Universe. To me, in that moment, it was simply Everything.
And inside that Everything, there was only one current running through it all: Love.
Not the human kind of love that rises and falls with circumstances. Not the conditional “I love you because…” or “I love you if…” kind. This love was different. It was the pulse that held galaxies together. The warmth inside every sunrise. The breath in my lungs, the rhythm in my heart.
It was not something to chase or earn - it was the truth of existence itself.
What Fear Looked Like in Love’s Light
In that space, I understood something that shifted me forever: Even fear, pain, and the shadows we run from… are not separate from love. They are love forgotten. Love compressed into density. Love wearing the mask of anger or sorrow.
Even the so-called “demons” I had once feared were not evil beings. They were heavy vibrations, stories wound too tightly, emotions without a place to flow. And in the light of this love, they began to loosen - like knots in an old rope, finally unraveling.
The Return to Earth
When I came back into my body, into the familiar four walls of my room, the world looked the same but felt different.
The air had weight and meaning. Colors hummed like they were speaking to me. And for the first time in my life, I wasn’t afraid of the unknown.
I understood that nothing - not death, not heartbreak, not uncertainty - could strip away the truth that love was the thread running through everything.
Living With This Truth
The weeks and months after my journey were an integration - a remembering of that love in the messiness of everyday life.
When someone hurt me, I began to ask, “What would love see here?” When fear crept in, I breathed and whispered, “This too is love, wearing a different face.”
I didn’t always get it right. Some days, I forgot. But every time I remembered, my heart softened - toward myself, toward others, toward the world.
Practices to Remember Love (With or Without Plant Medicine)
If you want to touch this truth, you don’t have to journey with plant medicine. You can start right here:
Heart-Centered Meditation: Close your eyes, place your hands over your heart, and imagine a golden light expanding from within you until it fills the space around you.
Radical Compassion: The next time you feel triggered, pause and ask, “What would this look like through the eyes of love?”
Nature Immersion: Sit beneath a tree or near water, and imagine your body is made of the same elements. Feel that connection.
An Invitation
Love is not something outside of you. It’s not a reward for being “good enough.” It’s not something you lose when life feels heavy. It is what you are. It is what we all are. And when we remember that - even for a moment - the world softens.
Today, I invite you to notice love in the smallest things: the warmth of your coffee cup in your hands, the sound of your breath, the way sunlight falls across the floor.
Because when you see love in everything, you’re not just observing reality - you’re touching the truth of it.
“I am not separate from love. I am love in motion.”
-Lindsay