In the Buddhist Zodiac, the rabbit is used to indicate traits such as creativity, compassion, and sensitivity.

I met a young inquisitive Alice, with rabbit like white hair. Alice talked of other worlds and maybe tripping there.

Video from 1967 with a young Grace Slick

Alice talked on many things, most of visions of beauty, life immortal and spirits divine, but Alice had also met people that had very bad trips going down the hole.

Me? I was born in the year of the rat. On one journey I was scared out of my wits, so frightened, that seeing someone roll up their sleeves I thought they were going to dismember and kill me; that everyone was whispering and planing how best to do it. I thought it would be better to kill myself as the fear of the anticipated slaughter would not stop. However I was so petrified that I could not move and if I could get to move I would make myself more visible and be caught and tortured.

It took me many months of telling myself that this had all been in my mind and nothing to do with the trip I took before I could take another. By recognising fear as a mental trap I could deal with it. It is hard to explain where in the mind fear can be confronted and how to deal with it but there are several ways I found. One was the knowledge that I had survived the worst; that gave me the strength to carry on, two that I could relax and thirdly that I could focus.

Relaxing has its place but as attachments fall away what fills the void, my friends maybe?

Focussing in good company surrounded by words and sounds from those who from the caterpillar grew and learnt to fly.

In endless long journeys in search of bliss, through births and marriage, divorce and death, I stumbled upon a flower, a lotus no less and yet so much more than this. Each petal was a lover and should I look at one of these delicate aromatic beds of joy I would again be married. Yet all things in this world, no matter how beautiful, that are born. will die. Not wanting to be subjected to such repeating ways I avert my eyes, though yet another petal would attract my gaze.

There at the centre of the petals was the space I shied from looking on, seeming brighter that the midday sun. Yet I thought if I were to be blinded at least I would not be distracted by the infinite consuming petals. So having deftly dealt with fear I turned my eyes toward the light so clear. I was seated as if the I were the centre of the universe in perfect warmth of a universe of total love. Each petal was a consciousness of love that could not be consumed and I was no less than any other.

As a rat, and no fear of creation or loving with the cat I journey as an animal, Though my thoughts be precursor of fear and actions that for pain, sitting at the centre of the lotus, I know all animal love is vain.

My sister only took a single trip and was not amused to the see the cat grinning at her from the trees and never ventured down that way again: but then it was not a selective choice she made as another animal, having fun, pushed her down the hole.

As I am; and as I become; it is understandable that curiosity discovers, and as the body learns to crawl and walk the earth, nature can seem but a shadow of a fuller dream. There is at the centre here, the mind that sees itself. Defining beauty not it terms of consuming passions made, but from the knowledge inside made, that only the love can hold the day.

Leave at the gate and in the store those trips that businesses do adore to shape, take not the manufactured bus to get you to the brink, but think! There's so much more you missed within your stride, you think the moon doth move the tide. But coincidence is in this place and should you look under the sink you may find a link or book that may describe what Alice took. From plants and fungus, spore and seed come all the keys that you will need.

You may unlock the door if you should chose by having one or two of those. Three or four may suit you more or maybe ten or by the score but consume them fresh and in the field.

And when all has been calmly done, walk with the streaming clouds and sun. And as the day shall turn to night under stars if you like. No matter if you wander through the mist you are free and in a place of bliss where you are all and you can be.