The Wild Kindness: A Psilocybin Odyssey, by Bett Williams
This is perhaps the most personal of all the books I’ve read about psychedelics in the last fifty years. And it’s almost certainly the most extreme. These qualities are not unrelated - Williams is coming from a heart deeply broken by the horrors of history, a feeling that will be all too familiar to most of us: ‘The wounds of history, of genocide, colonization, ecological devastation, and violence don’t heal on their own. Actions and intentions are needed to make that happen. … I ask for help.’ - and, similarly familiar, a terrible disappointment with the defeat of progressive forces in society: ‘Occupy was a brief moment in time when we could collectively set aside what divided us in favour of a utopian spirit that permeated our spaces. Then Occupy was defeated. The new reality was impossible student loans; call-out culture; Abilify and Adderall; trigger warnings; PTSD; GoFundMes; safe spaces; paying rent in San Francisco, Los Angeles and New York; Tinder; and MFA or Die. I...