Psychedelics and Trance

Goa, you are quite something. I came there for the Yoga teacher program and left with a new found respect for trance music. Since my ankle was still strained I unfortunately couldn´t participate in the yoga course. In the beginning I was pretty frustrated because the YTT was the actual main-reason for me to go on this journey in the first place, but now I feel like it wasn´t supposed to be and maybe there will be another opportunity coming my way to do the course, who knows.

I love music and I´m a sucker for electronic music, trance though, was never something I enjoyed or even listened to. I went to my first psychedelic trance party at club west end (it´s actually a huge villa in the middle of the jungle, 2 levels and open air) and I didn´t like it too much. Being sober, trance to me sounds like machine gun- schranz, it doesn´t catch me in any way. It´s cold, aggressive and way to fast. I like proper techno and oldschool house music. You can only imagine how  trancy 140-160 BPM make me feel then. But I have to say, there is so much more to psy trance then it seems to be- at least when you´re on acid. We went to shiva valley, swallowed a paper and that night I „understood“ trance (it´s like reading some foreign language riddles and understanding them for the first time). Once I´ve taken the LSD my brain opened up to another frequency and my body instantly knew how to move to the music now- which it definately did not before- and a whole new acoustic world opened up to me. Its almoust like, all these psychedelic melodies and sub-rhythms are hidden and once you´ve taken the acid they are revealing themselfes and the music starts to sound so much more three-dimensional, even soft and tribal.
Since I was intoxicated I didn´t really trust in my power of objectice judgement when I felt watched by that indian guy. At the end of the night it turned out though, that he was really stalking me, following me around wherever I go etc. Lucky me my friend took me home, the freak even followed us on the scooter on the way back. 

So Goa didn´t let me go with a yoga teacher certificate but gave me a new found love for rave festivals and psychedelic trance music.