CHRISTOPHER “DOC” KELLEY
I teach part-time at Eugene Lang College of Liberal Arts, The New School University in New York City, and at Pacifica Graduate Institute in Santa Barbara. I also co-create Psychedelic Sangha—a non-sectarian and non-traditional spiritual community for Psychedelic Buddhists and Buddhistic Psychonauts.
I earned an M.A. in Buddhist Studies and a Ph.D. in Religion from Columbia University, where I studied under Dr. Robert A. F. Thurman.
Please see my curriculum vitae for a concise account of my professional experience. Below is a rough sketch of my spiritual biography.
MEETING THE DHARMA
& PSYCHEDELICS
Buddhism has been a part of my life for nearly as long as I can remember. I formally took refuge in 1998 at Kopan Monastery in Kathmandu (Nepal), but my Aunt Merry Colony exposed me to the Buddha Dharma when I was a child. I have fond memories of her performing exquisite Buddhist rituals and mind-altering meditations. Merry used to tell me far-out stories about her life in Nepal with her gurus Lama Zopa and Lama Yeshe. She 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-RA-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 every day, 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.” Through psychedelics, I was able to get some experiential purchase on a feeling for the relativity of one’s identity that Buddhists frame in terms of anatman, or “no-self.“
My first psychedelic experience was earth-shattering for me, but not unlike the many trip reports of “ego death,” including that of Richard Albert (Ram Dass). And like all those psychedelic elders who passed through what Erik Davis aptly dubbed “the paisley gate,” my ego death experience became my closest experiential point of reference for the emptiness of self and nonduality in my new spiritual life as an American Buddhist convert. And with this new life, I buried my psychedelic yearnings in the closet and closed that gate! However, when I eventually received my bodhisattva vows, I made sure to whisper the caveat, “psychedelics were not in violation!” as I formally received them inside the temple of Gyalrong College at Sermey Monastery in South India.
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 cathartic 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:
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 a more real, drug-free experience.