About The DMT Chronicles

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The DMT Chronicles exists to illuminate the profound experiences, insights, and transformations that emerge through journeys with the spirit molecule. This project is not about glorification or sensationalism, it is about truth, integration, and the universal wisdom carried within these encounters.

Our mission is to create a sacred space where stories can be shared openly and responsibly. Each voice adds to a living archive of human exploration at the edges of consciousness. By documenting these journeys, we honor the medicine, the beings and realms encountered, and the lessons brought back into ordinary life.

This is a bridge between worlds: the ineffable and the everyday. Through conversations, writings, and community, The DMT Chronicles seeks to support seekers, explorers, and those simply curious - reminding us all that the true work is not just in the visions, but in how we live, love, and serve once we return.

My experience with DMT began in early 1994. I had known about it for some time, but it remained elusive - something whispered about rather than directly encountered. That changed in a tiny studio apartment in lower Manhattan when I had my first breakthrough. In that moment, I knew this would play an important role in my life.

Over the next month of exploration, I was taken into a profoundly deep two-hour journey of “repeated visits.” It shook me to my core. I longed to remain with “the Others,” but they explained this was not possible. My task was to take the lessons and integrate them into my everyday life.

That encounter led me to an urban shaman in New York City who was preparing his annual group pilgrimage to experience Ayahuasca in the Peruvian jungle. The timing aligned perfectly with my 30th birthday, my Saturn Return. There were preparations, dietary restrictions, and spiritual “assignments” in the months leading up to the journey.

In October 1994, a close friend and I set out, weaving together the Ayahuasca ceremonies in the jungle, a total solar eclipse in northern Chile, and a trek along the Inca Trail to Machu Picchu. It was life-changing in every sense of the word.

From that time on, I have never been without the medicine. Sometimes years pass between experiences, but its presence, whether active or waiting, has always been with me, shaping my path and deepening my understanding of life, consciousness, and the unseen.

The arc that began in 1994 carried me into the jungle of Palenque in 1995 for the Entheobotany Conference, a watershed moment on my path. Surrounded by luminaries such as Terence McKenna, Jonathan Ott, Ralph Metzner, Christian Rǎtsch, Rob Montgomery, Stacy Shaefer, C. Manuel Torres, and Ken Symington, I felt both humbled and emboldened. This conference was my classroom and my podium: I learned from masters and also brought my own experiences to the circle.

I had come with an experimental, open spirit and, in the evenings, invited small groups into what I called “DMT-Joint Circle” ceremonies. Those late-night sessions provoked animated discussion the following mornings and seeded friendships and controversies in equal measure. One particularly surreal night, following an instruction from “the Others,” I woke Terence McKenna and relayed a message I’d been given. What followed was a wide-ranging forty-five-minute conversation that touched on practice, ethics, and the weird life that follows deep encounters. Terence shared with me, that I was the “crazy one” for running my ceremonies the way I did. This became a badge of honor I still laugh about: my "psychedelic claim to fame" is that Terence McKenna thought I was crazy.