Cannabis connects us to the inner child. The painful parts, but also the innocent, fun, joyful parts. Who we are without a lifetime of beliefs constructed from fear. 

And it’s contradictory. Because the fear is still there, and being present with it is really fucking uncomfortable, but shifting into the playful imagination while staying grounded in the moment is…fun.

In some ways it’s like a form of dissociation but not to escape reality as a trauma response, but to surrender and be completely present with reality, and relearning to have fun with it from the inner child perspective!