Every parent wants the best for their children…to see them happy and thriving. My son was born struggling. He struggled getting through a school day, struggled getting along with others, struggled finding something that he loved or even liked enough to stick with.

It was Canada Day long weekend. My friend’s parents were on vacation so we had the house to ourselves. Around noon time that day we consumed the mushrooms and hung out in the backyard pool.

I remember this journey like it was yesterday. I’d read about doing a ceremony on the full moon in alignment with cycles of the planet to associate it with something larger than myself.