Monthly Archive for September, 2008

Is life a prison for the soul?

You could argue that the body with its limitations is a restriction for the soul. We have all sometimes felt the longing for freedom escaping this worlds boundaries, wanting to be free of the imagined prison which comes from inhabiting a frail body and in extension; living in a world with it’s limitations.

Life as a prison

Growing up, I had the unrelenting feeling that the harsh and troubled life I felt I was living, couldn’t possibly be anything else than a living hell. Although I knew that there must be something other than pain, I couldn’t find it wherever I looked and whatever I did. Life were my prison. But what I didn’t know was that I were my own most overzealous prison guard.

Whatever accomplishment or progress I would do; in my mind I couldn’t be free of the underlining feeling of hindrance. I thought that there would always, no matter what, be pain in my life. Somehow I had gotten to think that trouble and struggle were the foundation and framework for all life.

I would tell my self this fact - every day. No matter what happened or how happy I would get I always reminded myself of this fact. Because I didn’t know what else to do!

Can you see the unfolding pattern here? How can anything be good if I already had made up my mind that in the end everything would end up in pain anyhow.
It didn’t make any difference if there would be periods of happiness. In the end something bad would eventually happen and the circle would complete itself again.

Life is a prison for the soul if you believe that it is. The fact is that life is filled with circumstances and situations involving: happiness, pain, sorrow, anger, love and whatever you can imagine.

It’s like turning on a switch in the mind where you go from identifying with what happens in your life, to being the experiencer of the experiences.

Found my pen again & Celebrating a Blót

It feels like it is time again to start writing. Some of you have rightly noticed that I’ve been away from the public scenery for a couple of months, I needed to do other things for a number of reasons.
I won’t go into details but I feel I would like to brush on two things:

Firstly, I felt my personal life were calling. I wouldn’t say that I had neglected anything, but somehow I felt like something had gone missing. It was just time to tend to one self and act on worldly matters. It’s not good to think on an empty stomach as the saying goes, and I felt I needed to rest for a while.

Secondly, during my own navel gazing time.. ;) I started to shift my energy towards a lighter focus. I realized I had been accumulating on dense, heavier energy (feeling down and just plain uneasy) so I acted on releasing and filling up on lighter energy instead.

Making a long story short. I now feel I’ve landed and will be writing here again. :-)

Celebrating a Blót

Last night I attended an autumn Blot in the pleasant company of a couple of members from a Swedish group called Regin. A group whose members among other things, celebrates the coming of winter according to the old ways with the old Gods of the nordic Ásatrú.
It was a very nice evening below the stars out in the open sky, in the company of both friendly men and woman, as well as in the company of the otherworldly friendly unseen.

Harg

Here’s a picture of the Harg of Regin (the place where the Blot offering took place).

On the Harg you can see two woodcarvings of the gods Freyr and Freya. Two Vanir fertility gods of the northern tradition.