Hello everyone: I'm a 38 y/o from Canada . . the land of medical marijuana. I'm a member of two clubs, and buy some fabulous bud from a MENU (wow!) with classical music in the background. I wish everyone who needs it - - such hassle-free access to this marvellous plant. I began using recreationally about 8 years ago . . .(I am an artist by profession) and loved the inspired creativity I received from MJ . . .the dreams . . .the new ways of thinking . . the relaxation . .. the non-stop giggling . . the list goes on. Then during and a fairly serious illness 4 years ago (from which I have fully recovered, thank God!) I began medicating frequently. I am a great fan of this lovely bud - - and enjoy my time spent with her and with friends . . .
What I had been noticing for the past several years is a general reduction in creative inspiration . . a 'block' if you will . . .I never would lay this trip on the magic bud, because I believe that in this oppressive atmosphere we live in, blame is misplaced on 'evil illegal drugs' far too easily . . .and these substances become the scapegoat for what the REAL problems are. Basically, my use has been nightly - post 10 pm - during the week and about 2 joints a day on weekends. (with friends). During holidays (xmas, summer) my use would moderately increase to about 1 joint a day, beginning sometimes in the afternoon. It has been pretty consistent, with not many 'missed doses'.
Here I should mention that I have been seeing a therapist for about 4 years . . . One of the things that I have mentioned often to him is that I felt I wasn't dreaming quite the way I used to when I was younger. This was very strange to me . . .I just figured that I had been repressing them, or just not focussing on them. In my twenties I used to keep a dream journal and could often remember whole evenings of dreams. They inspired me, and I awoke the majority of mornings alert and refreshed. No problems sleeping, ever. (in fact I usually slept too much!)
2 weeks ago I went to the Caribbean for a week. No pot. (I vacuumed out my bags and pockets!). I dreamed all week long. It was like the curtain opened again and I could see the players doing their thing. So bizarre. I did not leap to any conclusions that this had anything to do with cannabis. Upon returning home, a friend mentioned off the cuff how a friend of his who is a frequent smoker mentioned that cannabis can suppress your dreams. Bingo.
I no longer smoke during the week (right before bed as I used to) . . . .and my dreams have continued. I feel like I'm getting something back.
Don't get me wrong . . . I still think that good ol' MJ is a fabulous, beneficial plant that should be legal, studied, praised and appreciated . . . but in the way I was using her, she was harming my sleep and stealing my dreams.
I share my story so that others may examine their own experience and arrive at their own conclusions.
Enjoy this fabulous plant in a way that makes your life more beautiful, more joyful, and maximizes your happiness!
Peace.
What I had been noticing for the past several years is a general reduction in creative inspiration . . a 'block' if you will . . .I never would lay this trip on the magic bud, because I believe that in this oppressive atmosphere we live in, blame is misplaced on 'evil illegal drugs' far too easily . . .and these substances become the scapegoat for what the REAL problems are. Basically, my use has been nightly - post 10 pm - during the week and about 2 joints a day on weekends. (with friends). During holidays (xmas, summer) my use would moderately increase to about 1 joint a day, beginning sometimes in the afternoon. It has been pretty consistent, with not many 'missed doses'.
Here I should mention that I have been seeing a therapist for about 4 years . . . One of the things that I have mentioned often to him is that I felt I wasn't dreaming quite the way I used to when I was younger. This was very strange to me . . .I just figured that I had been repressing them, or just not focussing on them. In my twenties I used to keep a dream journal and could often remember whole evenings of dreams. They inspired me, and I awoke the majority of mornings alert and refreshed. No problems sleeping, ever. (in fact I usually slept too much!)
2 weeks ago I went to the Caribbean for a week. No pot. (I vacuumed out my bags and pockets!). I dreamed all week long. It was like the curtain opened again and I could see the players doing their thing. So bizarre. I did not leap to any conclusions that this had anything to do with cannabis. Upon returning home, a friend mentioned off the cuff how a friend of his who is a frequent smoker mentioned that cannabis can suppress your dreams. Bingo.
I no longer smoke during the week (right before bed as I used to) . . . .and my dreams have continued. I feel like I'm getting something back.
Don't get me wrong . . . I still think that good ol' MJ is a fabulous, beneficial plant that should be legal, studied, praised and appreciated . . . but in the way I was using her, she was harming my sleep and stealing my dreams.
I share my story so that others may examine their own experience and arrive at their own conclusions.
Enjoy this fabulous plant in a way that makes your life more beautiful, more joyful, and maximizes your happiness!
Peace.
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