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My name is Christopher “Doc” Kelley. I received a PhD in Religion from Columbia University where I studied Indo-Tibetan Buddhism with Robert A. F. Thurman. I am a scholar of Buddhism and a part-time associate professor in religious studies at Eugene Lang College of Liberal Arts, The New School University.  I am also the founder of Psychedelic Sangha, a public Meetup group aimed at reducing spiritual harm for Buddhist psychonauts. I also curate and create non-ordinary spiritual events and immersive experiences.

In all my projects, I try to engage in "abnormal" discourse, pragmatist philosopher Richard Rorty’s term for those ideas and practices that have the potential to de-center and disrupt reified notions about yourself and the world around you.  I value a spiritually pragmatic approach that recognizes the primacy of subjective experience and the importance of practical application. I am the creator and director of a number of different kinds of avant-garde events aimed at pushing the larger conversation on a particular topic or issue in a new and unforeseen direction. 

meeting the dharma (and psychedelics)

 Manjushri or “Gentle Glory,” the bodhisattva associated with wisdom.

Manjushri or “Gentle Glory,” the bodhisattva associated with wisdom.

Buddhism has been a part of my life for nearly as long as I can remember. My Aunty Merry Colony introduced me to the Buddha Dharma when I was a young boy. I have fond memories of watching her perform exquisite Buddhist rituals and mind altering meditations. Merry told me stories about her life in the dharma and gave me a wall poster with a Tibetan rendering of the bodhisattva Manjushri, a Buddhist deity who wields a blazing sword of wisdom that cuts through the darkness of ignorance—OM-A-R- PA-TSA-NA-DHIH! Merry wrote this mantra of Manjushri in two inch large sharpie lettering at the bottom of the poster and told me that if I recited it everyday, then I would excel in my studies at school. I cannot attest to getting good grades, but I still say the mantra, and I have never been without an image of Manjushri in my home ever since.

I did not take a serious interest in Buddhism until I went to college and experienced two things—crisis and psychedelics. Through personal crisis I came to appreciate the Buddhist truth of duhkha, or “suffering.” And through psychedelics I was able to gain some experiential purchase on the feeling for the relativity of one’s own personal identity that Buddhists frame in terms of anatman, or “no-self .“

 Me watching my Aunty Merry Colony make mandala offerings when I was a boy.

Me watching my Aunty Merry Colony make mandala offerings when I was a boy.

After graduating from college in 1997, my mother gifted me a trip to Asia to visit Merry where she was living in Kathmandu. I arrived amidst the sacred anarchy of the Holi Festival that— like a psychedelic trip itself—challenged my everyday presuppositions about “normal” and triggered a bit of culture shock. What I had planned on being a one-month sojourn in various Asian countries, turned into a year-long residency in Nepal, with two pilgrimages into Tibet by way of public bus and hired cars. After completing the Buddhist intensive known as the “November course” at Kopan Monastery, I took Buddhist Refuge Vows with Khensur Rinpoche Lama Lhundrup and consummated my life-long connection to Buddhism.

When I finally returned to USA, I took a job working at the FPMT International Office in Soquel, California where I knew I would meet new teachers, be able to continue my study of Buddhism, and hopefully earn enough money to go back to Asia. During my stint at the International Office, I was interviewed for a feature article in Mandala Magazine entitled, “The New Generation of Young Buddhist Practitioners.” The article is now twenty years old, but it still conveys the somewhat controversial view that I maintain regarding Buddhism and psychedelics, namely:

 This is me falling in love with Kathmandu. And that’s a cheeky young  Cherok Lama  in the background (circa 1997).

This is me falling in love with Kathmandu. And that’s a cheeky young Cherok Lama in the background (circa 1997).

I don’t think the true essence of Buddhism became accessible to me until after I had begun to experiment with hallucinogenic drugs.

“I found that, through certain hallucinatory experiences, I was better able to understand my mind and specifically the way I had been perceiving reality. The change was that I had become more open to different views and philosophies on an experiential level.

“I am not advocating casual drug use, but for myself I think that there were certain experiences that I had, under the influence of drugs, that helped me to be more open to Buddhist thought and practice. And it was through these experiences that I found myself able to move on to more real, drug-free experience”

(Mandala Magazine, 1998).

It is widely known that many Americans discovered Buddhism by way of a transformative experience facilitated by a psychedelic substance—the “Paisley Gate” between hippiedom and Buddhism. As a result, there is general acceptance, within the American Buddhist community, of psychedelics as a gateway to more serious practice. According to some statistical research, there is a much higher percentage of people who have used psychedelics within American Buddhism than in the general population (see Osto). Speaking for myself, psychedelics were transformative and clearly had a lot to do with my renewed interest in Buddhism after college. Nevertheless, for many years I held my “sublime trauma” without really understanding that I needed help integrating it into my Buddhist life. It is immensely gratifying to see new research studies that strongly suggest, if not confirm, the power of psychedelics to open your mind and facilitate bonafide religious or mystical insight. It is largely a result of such research that we now have the emergence of “harm reduction” and “psychedelic education.” I encourage contemporary Buddhists to embrace the research and make strides to incorporate harm reduction and psychedelic education into our American Buddhist tradition.

I had the opportunity to meet several Buddhist teachers while working at FPMT International. One of those teachers was Geshe Michael Roach.

Geshe Michael & Sera Monastery

Like a lot of people in the American Buddhist scene, I was profoundly moved by Geshe Michael’s acumen and uncanny ability to translate the monastic curricula into a practical program of study for westerners. When I requested that he take me as a student, he wasted no time in sending me back to Asia. In less than three months after meeting him, I found myself on a plane headed to India to rendezvous with him at his own alma mater, Sera Mey Monastery in Bylakuppe.

 I lived and ate meals with this family of monks everyday for about two years. I am eternally grateful to Geshe Lothar (far left), nephew of  Sermey Khensur Lobsang Tharchin Rinpoche , who took me in and treated me with kindness, respect, and love (1998).

I lived and ate meals with this family of monks everyday for about two years. I am eternally grateful to Geshe Lothar (far left), nephew of Sermey Khensur Lobsang Tharchin Rinpoche, who took me in and treated me with kindness, respect, and love (1998).

When Geshe Michael sent me to India, he said I would cherish the experience for the rest of my life—he was right. The monks I met are among some of the most beautiful souls I have ever known. They taught me Buddhism and how to live a simple and communal life. The fraternal and jocular culture of a Tibetan monastery was familiar to me; I had attended an all boys private school and was a high school and college athlete. It was easy for me to forget that I stood out among the maroon clad Tibetan monks. Nonetheless, monasticism was not my calling. And so after a few years in the monastery, I returned to my native home of New York where I met my future wife and decided to apply to graduate school at Columbia University.

Buddhist studies at Columbia University

At Columbia I studied Tibetan Buddhism with Robert A. F. Thurman and Sanskrit with Gary Tubb. I learned the theory and method of religious studies as well as how to write a dissertation. In 2006 my wife and I had a child and we began the herculean task of raising one in New York City. My wife, a writer at the time, was just finishing work on her first book, The Subtle Body: The Story of Yoga in America (Farrar, Straus and Giroux; 2010). And I was exploring new areas of inquiry in consciousness studies and comparative philosophy.

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In 2006, I received a grant to produce a two-day international symposium with twenty-four remarkable scholars from fields as diverse as neuroscience and Sanskrit literature. The event was called Mind & Reality, and it was convened in the historic Low Rotunda of Columbia University to discuss the "problem of consciousness." Needless to say, we did not solve the problem. The event, however, ignited a genuine interdisciplinary collaboration which led me to co-found a new University Seminar on comparative philosophy.

The comparative philosopher Owen Flanagan delivered the keynote address on the first day of the symposium.

With faculty leadership from Professor Tubb, I co-founded University Seminar #721: The Columbia Society for Comparative Philosophy (CSCP). I organized several meetings for CSCP as well as another conference on the nature consciousness, The Reflective Self. For this event we narrowed the scope and adopted a more phenomenological approach.

In 2010 my second daughter arrived, and I began my teaching career. I was among a few graduate students who were selected to teach Literature & Humanities in the Core Curriculum of Columbia College. Though the syllabus was largely comprised of western texts, there was room to supplement with some non-western masterpieces like Ashvaghosha’s Buddhacharita (Life of Buddha). I relished the opportunity to teach the classics and take part in the tradition of teaching the great books of western civilizations.

 Me Teaching Lit Hum on a beautiful fall morning on the campus of Columbia University.

Me Teaching Lit Hum on a beautiful fall morning on the campus of Columbia University.

My dissertation was also beginning to emerge, and I discovered my passion for western ethics and moral philosophy. And most especially, the project of understanding Buddhism through that lens. This led me to convene another large scale academic conference, but this time it was dedicated to the topic of Buddhist ethics and moral philosophy.

 Oxford University Press, 2017.

Oxford University Press, 2017.

And so in 2011, I won a grant from The John Templeton Foundation to develop Contemporary Perspective on Buddhist Ethics— the first academic conference solely devoted to the topic of Buddhist ethics and moral philosophy. And thanks to my co-organizer Dr. Jake Davis, we were able to publish a volume of the conference papers (including one of my own) under the title, A Mirror Is for Reflection: Understanding Buddhist Ethics (Oxford University Press, 2017).

During this period, I found myself asking penetrating questions about western ethics and Buddhism—does Buddhism have a discernible normative theory of ethics? And if so, does it resemble any of those in western philosophy? Does Buddhism have a concept of human rights that is similar to the one put forth in seminal documents like The American Declaration of Independence and The Universal Declaration of Human Rights? After all, the Dalai Lama is an outspoken proponent of the UDHR. Nevertheless, he is also—first and foremost—an advocate of the anti-essentialist Middle Way school of Buddhist philosophy. Can we reconcile ideas like “inherent dignity” and “inalienable rights” with the Middle Way view that all things lack intrinsic nature? The result was my dissertation Toward a Buddhist Philosophy and Practice of Human Rights, where I argue that Middle Way school, like western postmodern deconstructionism, is indeed not compatible with the Kantian understanding of rights as ontologically inherent and inalienable. However, unlike western post-modernism, the Middle Way offers human rights philosophy a robust defense. Not to mention some very useful introspective tools for actualizing rights beyond their philosophical import.

After graduate school I took a part-time teaching position in the religious studies program at Eugene Lang College, The New School. I was hired to teach “Religions of South Asia,” but soon I was creating original interdisciplinary courses of my own design like: “Buddhism and Human Rights,” “Mind & Matter in Indian Philosophy,” “Buddhism and Cognitive Science,” as well as reinventing traditional introductory courses on Hinduism and Buddhism.

consciousness hacking

As I previously mentioned, I am with Rorty who asserts that the function of abnormal discourse, and by extension education in general, is to “take us out of our old selves by the power of strangeness, to aid us in the becoming of new beings.” I value discourse that pushes the boundaries of “normal” or accepted disciplinary conventions. And so I did not hesitate to accept an invitation to co-found the New York chapter of a new science and technology movement called, Consciousness Hacking.

“Consciousness hacking” is a neologism that was coined by technologist Mikey Siegel to refer to the act of subverting preexisting outer technologies toward an inner spiritual aim like enlightenment (i.e. biofeedback devices for quantifying meditative states). Together with my business parter Spiros Antonopoulos, and then later with Todd Gailun, we grew our Consciousness Hacking - NYC public Meetup group to nearly 3000 members in two years. We hosted a wide variety of speakers and artists, workshops, and tech demonstrations. We convened monthly meetings at The New School, NYU, The Alchemist’s Kitchen, and Eddie Stern’s yoga shala. Our largest event was a four-day Consciousness Hacking Film Festival at the Rubin Museum of Art that featured mind-altering films and a special session led by Mikey Siegel himself. Consciousness hacking may be a new movement, but in the bigger historical picture it is simply the most recent manifestation of a perennial human predilection to alter one’s consciousness toward a spiritual aim.

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Through consciousness hacking I rediscovered psychedelics and was pleased to find that there was new research being done on their therapeutic efficacy. Michael Pollan’s groundbreaking New Yorker article, “The Trip Treatment,” trumpeted a new wave of psychedelic research— a “psychedelic renaissance”— happening in laboratories at John’s Hopkins University, NYU, and various other institutions of higher learning in Europe. Pollan’s article introduced me to the work of Drs. William Richards, Katherine MacLean, and Roland Griffiths, et. al., who were looking into the role of psychedelics vis-a-vis mystical experience. I found their scientific findings jibed with my own subjective experience. Emboldened by this newfound legitimacy of the therapeutic value of psychedelics, I began to add journal articles and papers on psychedelic science to my syllabus for “Buddhism and Cognitive Science.” It has always been clear to me that the philosophical ideas and contemplative technologies of Buddhism provide a perfect container for utilizing the spiritual potential of psychedelics (i.e. “set and setting”). My students responded very positively to the new readings and the conceptual pairing of contemplative and psychedelics sciences. This early “honeymoon” stage of the psychedelic renaissance was very exciting for intellectuals, such as myself, who had closeted aspirations to explore psychedelics as tools for spiritual evolution. It was with unbridled enthusiasm that I agreed to sit down for an interview with Madison Margolin, a reporter for the The Village Voice who was writing a timely article on the emerging new psychedelic frontier.

coming out of the psychedelic closet

 In addition to assigning new readings on psychedelic research, I invited guest lecturers like  Robert Barnhart  to speak in my Buddhism and Cognitive science. Barnhart sits on the board of directors for  MAPS  and also produced a new documentary on psychedelic research.

In addition to assigning new readings on psychedelic research, I invited guest lecturers like Robert Barnhart to speak in my Buddhism and Cognitive science. Barnhart sits on the board of directors for MAPS and also produced a new documentary on psychedelic research.

I met Ms. Margolin at the New School where we talked for a couple hours in my office. I found myself opening up and going on the record (again) about my own psychedelic experience and controversial views on their potential to facilitate mystical or religious insight. It was a lovely conversation that—later that night—I worried was too forthcoming. In the days following that interview, I wrestled with my fear of repercussions—both socially and professionally. Eventually I met my fear and decided to embrace it. I would own my psychedelic past and not shy away from being honest and forthright about my views regarding their soteriological efficacy. Madison wrote up the piece, but her editor at the Voice scraped the article at the last minute, and so it was never published. From my perspective it no longer mattered—I was psychologically “out of the psychedelic closet” (even if nobody knew it yet). a

 This is me officially “coming out” of the “psychedelic closet” at the University of Pennsylvania (2015).

This is me officially “coming out” of the “psychedelic closet” at the University of Pennsylvania (2015).

The American Buddhist tradition is generally very tolerant of psychedelic use as a gateway to Buddhism, but intolerant of continued psychedelic use beyond the Paisley Gate. Buddhists usually do not consider psychedelic drugs a legitimate or effective tool for enlightenment.

When I took Refuge vows with Lama Lhundrup at Kopan, I swore to abstain from “intoxicants.” I was taught that while this could be correctly interpreted as total abstention from drugs and alcohol, that the true import of the precept was in fact refraining from inebriation and substance abuse. An occasional glass of wine was ok—as long as you did not get drunk and cloud your powers of reasoning. This seemed reasonable to me.

I did later vow to abstain from alcohol (but not necessarily psychedelics), when I received my Bodhisattva Vows from Geshe Michael during a group ceremony at Sera Mey Monastery in India. Unlike my FPMT teachers, Geshe Michael did not interpret the fifth precept as moderation. He taught a strict policy that even a single drop of alcohol constitutes a violation of the fifth lay precept. This may seem extreme, but Buddhism is very much a monastic tradition. And I was keen to one day take ordination vows. Nevertheless, while I could readily understand how alcohol was fundamentally incompatible with most aspects of Buddhist life, I was far less convinced that this was also true for psychedelics. And so I did not elect to include psychedelics when I took my Bodhisattva vows at Sera Mey. This was a personal decision and one that I did not share with my teachers and sangha. Again, it was not a problem that I had a psychedelic past. The problem was my potential psychedelic future. And by not choosing to abstain, I was leaving that door open. So it was not without some trepidation that in 2015 I accepted an invitation from Lex Pelger to speak publicly about my psychedelic past at an open-mic session of the aptly entitled event, “People: On Drugs” hosted by the media and education group Psymposia. It was a cold December evening, in an auditorium on the campus of the University of Pennsylvania, that I shared my “trip tale” to a theater-full of nonjudgemental (and thoroughly unimpressed) advocates of psychedelics.

I do not think that we were diminishing the integrity of the L.G.B.T.Q.I.A. parlance, “coming out of the closet,” when we adopted that metaphor at the dawn of the psychedelic renaissance. For intellectuals and professionals, such as myself, it seemed to perfectly capture the feeling of going public with one’s most personal (and illegal!) subjectivity. In retrospect, “coming out of the psychedelic closet” was my first step in reckoning my sublime psychedelic trauma with my Buddhist identity and way of life. With the exception of a single publication, Allan Badiner’s Zig Zag Zen, I found no resources within the American Buddhist community for closeted Buddhist psychonauts such as myself. To be clear, I did not necessarily feel that I had to hide my psychedelic past. What kept me in the closet was a combination of unconsciously holding sublime trauma that I had yet to integrate into my life, coupled with the very conscious feeling that I was alone in my beliefs about the complementarity between psychedelics and Buddhist practice. I often wondered what it would be like to go back to psychedelics after having meditated for so many years. How would psychedelics react with my mind, now that I had trained it with Buddhism? I did try talking to my teachers about psychedelics, but I could tell they did not share my outlook (or if they did, they were not comfortable discussing it beyond the Paisley Gate). The renaissance opened new resources for all kinds of psychedelic refugees. And I was fortunate to be able to take advantage of a new species of harm reduction that Dr. Katherine MacLean was spearheading at the recently established Center for Optimal Living that was being called, “The Psychedelic Education and Continuing Care Program.”

Psychedelic Education

TO BE CONTINUED…

APOLOGIES IF YOU’VE READ THIS FAR. I’LL BE ADDING MORE SOON.


















 For our performance of  FluxBuddha,  at The Rubin Museum of Art, we constructed an enormous mandala set (see above), filled it with cell phones from the audience, and offered it as the axis mundi of modern life.

For our performance of FluxBuddha, at The Rubin Museum of Art, we constructed an enormous mandala set (see above), filled it with cell phones from the audience, and offered it as the axis mundi of modern life.

   FluxBuddha   post-performance conversation with  Dr. David Eagleman  at the Rubin Museum of Art in NYC (I’m the one not wearing shoes)..

FluxBuddha post-performance conversation with Dr. David Eagleman at the Rubin Museum of Art in NYC (I’m the one not wearing shoes)..