I have this ritual. My ”ceremonials” for the renewal of my connection to the hidden meaning behind the knowledge of continuous experience. To keep it open when it appears. It is the practice that I have at special moments where another kind of clear thought is expressed about nature, in which my experiences are something like an imagined part of that existence in itself. So I try not to separate any knowledge from living in these moments of emergent meaning. This is something I have tried to keep from people around me. Because most people like to do the same things over and over, follow the present established patterns of the mind, still going through the same primordial rituals though, but without the original connection to its sources. But if we separate ourself from how we get to know things, we loose our personal orientation to reality. And to something that we know more of from within than from any other of our senses. Rituals are there within us to establish the personal connections to the sources of life. The processes of ceremonies are what we must have to keep them up for as long as we can to express their intent.
For a long time I have observed that what I unconsciously wanted to see of myself has been transmitted to others and that this now constantly reflects my reality in a way that exposes me to myself and makes me feel completely naked. Pulling back those strings also reinforces the psychic space I share with others in a way that makes it feel somewhat unfamiliar and new to me. I am so used to fill it out with myself only, being the only one there who inhabit it, that this space emotionally now reveals to me what I see in others of what should be my own relation to myself. I also cannot help but notice what the true reality of our relations look like in relation to that shared space of psychic life, instead of trying to control or dominate it through other people. I can no longer connect with others in a habitual way as they obviously do not have the same connections as I have to the forces that works in me. They are walking their path of life alone with the forces that act in the space of what they call beingness. Their path is not mine. And what is formulated for me in my space is not theirs. I have yet to find a likeness to mine. I have some clues. But for now, I just have to stop confusing mine with others.
Not everything that happens in our consciousness is personal. Some of what is shown to us evidently comes as personal instructions. But there are also instructions given to us as human beings. There is a voice given to us, unique to everyone. By not recognising it within ourselves, we come to lack the opportunity to confirm it in others. This creates a vicious circle of abuse where we try to dominate and control other people. It hides us from each other and the daily mystery of a personal life together on a psychic scale. Just as “Mother” nature gives us our deepest personal experience of being, she is also a shared experience. Everyone have this sense of her presence in a beautiful sunset. And the laws of her shared power and energy is in us all when our bodies are involved in the experiences given by her. With our bodies we are her. We are that nature. She embodies the physical and moral laws of being there, in that place between our impressions and our actions and in a sense of real presence in the world. Which is between this mentor, his incursions and the acceptance of her in our lives. Their union also gives birth to an impulsive, personally experienced, strong willed daughter of nature with powerful instincts and moral values. But still, most people believe that they alone are everything displayed in their consciousness, and since they have never learned to listen to the source’s beyond it, they must fill in the void that arises with new content from the collective consciousness continuously. This will create an eerie sense of absence and is what is constantly transmitted from generation to generation by our fathers. We learn from them how to handle this as mere distractions, and what we should accept in ourselves. How to adapt to their collective consciousness. It is also the reason why being can be seen as something deeply painful and scary. Something we must expel from our experiences because it frightens them. Here is a big difference with traditional thinking and the ”modern” mind. Because instructions that are experienced in a personal way are respected as such traditionally. They are respected as something that must be thought of and handled personally, alone. The general instructions that occur are given to people as a whole. They are not treated as something that can be bought or sold as a commodity. Or held on to, except as part of the constant renewal of the accumulated knowledge of psychic experiences common to all. They are not intended to be kept away from others since they come from a source shared by everyone in our beingness. So the laws of nature that we experience from within do not just seem to lead us in a personal way, but at the same time, it seems that nature uses our consciousness as a canvas for our impressions, and for our creative ability to formulate both a shared, and a unique experience of the world. To me in that sense, science and psychology share the same source. But from different perspectives. One from within and one from without. But it is all the same.
The difference between christian-ism and a more down to earth relation to our nature is the alphabetism of christianity. It talks about “another world”. But that world, the same as with the nature of this world, can really take care of itself without that. It doesn’t have to be regulated in words. It is a personal relation to experience in any world, and in that sense it doesn’t have to be manipulated in any individual or preconcieved way by “religion”. You have an experience and a communion with nature. With the essence of reality. Something that permeates all creation. It is something we are exposed to all the time. One just have to go outside and listen to it.
The attitude of the collective consciousness that we, our politicians and our media must face in our actions is that we try to provide people around us with something different from what they already have within themselves. It is not up to us or anyone else to replace what has already been in people since the beginning of humanity with something else. There is already something to develop there that we are trying to understand the importance of, as this constantly tells us something about ourselves and our lives. The real problem is that people do not take this internal relationship and what it communicates seriously. I am talking about reflection as a cosmic property in its own right. Not only in relation to consciousness but also as something from beyond consciousness. Something we commonly identify as opinions and then confuse with reflection. Reflection is an act of awareness, a listening to the personal teachings that is using our life, and everything that occurs or happens in it as a means of giving instructions. This is a solitary thing. Something between me, my interiority, and my life. So no one should in any way interfere or meddle with the inner experience of someone else’s relation to the greater perspective of personality that comes to us from between our impulses and our actions. With our communion to the personal unseen. And since this relationship is deeply personal, and only exists for that person when he is exposed to the powers of his existence through reflection, no one should try to force himself to come in between this and him or her. If we do, our inner life will only become a contradiction in terms. This is a personal thing not be formulated in creeds, or forced upon anyone who is, or is trying to get in touch with the interior relations of his life. Its good though to have someone close who really knows whats going on. Because from time to time it is extremely demanding to confront it. Not least to keep our “opinions” to ourselves.
Not too many people around me really know what it is like to live within a close relation to the beingness of the great grandmother being who is the mother of all our mothers, or with the original relationship to the primordial reflective intelligence of all our grandfathers father. They constantly appear in the empirical world and act in it. The entire visible world is an emanation out of their non-empirical psychic background. It is in their domain of reality that our consciousness becomes a cosmic property.
Damn you all for what this uniformity in our collective consciousness’s way of looking at existence downgrades my personal interaction with myself. This is what makes me feel cramped, forced and unpleasant. It is what creates a high tension and an forced temperament in me. But really, you have to forgive me for that, I’m just doing everything i can, trying to defend my inner voice from being completely deprived of its own living reality inside of me. I am just not you, and I never will be.
I must admit that I don’t have much appreciation for academical psychology. For me, clinical psychology that deals with the physicality of the human mind has a greater merit to me than the statistical and historical approach of academic research. But none of them are really taking into account the immediate experience of our human reality here and now. All life, in every moment, is really my impressions of that experience. And since everything around it unwittingly tries to make it a collective one, exclusively focused only on the consciousness of the collective individuality in past tense, my nature in the form of my beingness have resisted the temptation of such an unbalanced one-sidedness. It is in the collective consciousness that we store all the imagination our psyche transforms into culture and science. And of course, I realize that this one-sided focus on the collective consciousness that affects the view of how we try to understand ourselves is quite natural because we, as individuals are all part of the knowledge stored in it. After all, it is what becomes our personal relation to cultural life within our lifetime. But it does not take into account the presences of the existential information we get out of a variety of different internal events and its forces that has accumulated within our minds over a longer timespan than a single generation. Which is what intervenes in our human reality outside of the views of the collective consciousness and of the academic world. It is against this one-sidedness my nature resists.
Strange things begin to emerge in a society if we idolize the collective consciousness in the form of a person, a movement or an ideal, and then create doctrins or symbols out of it. We will then submit to this person, or the “cause” of a movement, and then ignore the impressions and impulses that do not fit into the now idealized narrower form of what the content of our collective consciousness really is. We abandon our natural instinct to make personal reflections of our experiences, and end up in a rational jumble of academical contradictions. Our access to moral considerations based on what life is, becomes second to making assumptions about perceptions of what it should be like. True reality loses its contact with direct experience and we become stifled with theoretical ”issues”. We then hide most of our connections to the collective consciousness in these types of relationships to emphasize our need to control others. This is a distorted and sadistic picture of the relationship we have with the original psychic energy in all our forms of fathers. I think much of the abuse of people’s trust we see in all leadership around us, from the personal to the collective, originates from this. It is this idolizing identification that enables us to create our dictators, our despots, and the grandiosity we sense in our ”knowledgable” tyrants. All these suddenly appearing movements in media, or political causes also emerges out of this. We leave it to these ”happenings” to decide something that must grow out of our individual relationship to ourselves. Because in the end, we are all alone in our individual reflections of the collective consciousness that will shape the minds of our future.
Yesterday I took a hike and went into the forest surrounding the place where I live. I do this on a regular basis. Usually I have a deep sense of being in a physical symbiosis with nature when I am out on these walkabouts of solitude. But this time, I felt distressed. I had a hard time relaxing. To find the frequency that gives me a clear sense of place. So I started to do what I always do. To listen. This uneasiness was really causing me a discomfort, not in anyway related to where I was. And it dawned on me. This was the part of me that I used to connect to for getting things done. A kind of heroic focusing on achievement. It had nothing to do with my present beingness. My hiking trip. This part of me was more of an “old” part. Not something that I connect to and use today. It was this heroic feeling of making a cause out of an impression that consumes you when you are young. Something one projects into someone or something else when you where in need of its energy to focus on what you where doing, and bring that to its completion. But now it was really causing me a great discomfort, and stressed me up. I really felt bad. But I started to listen in on what it was doing, and I calmed down a bit. It was definetely something I brought with me. It was like a “person” that was forced on to me from the outside, and it linked me up with this energy within me which I was very familiar with from my past. But now it was just causing me a lot of distress. I really felt that I had to defend myself from its intrusion. And since I brought it with me, i concluded it must have been triggered by something beyond me. So by having a kind of dialog with it, I began to understand his intentions. He was trying to turn my hike into an “achievement”, a cause. As he always did with everything when I was younger. But in my current situation, I had no need for that. So, why did he appear to me at this moment? The answer emerged into my mind. When I am not in my “being” spending time on my own, with myself in close relation to nature. I am connected to this collective individuality. And that individuality comes from the mind of my relation to the collective consciousness in part transferred over to me by my father, and by other men. It is what I identified to and related to about him. It was his relation to his collective individuality that I was relating to now in the woods. It was his introjected aspects of a collective consciousness and its behavioural patterns that was projected on me, which I brought with me into the woods. And now this ”personality” of the collective was badgering me, it wanted to push me forward. To make me heroic and turn my beingness into a deed, and my impressions into an action of achievement. But here I was, alone in the woods. There was no need of any such thing. I started to calm down and come to, relating to where i was, and resettle myself in my being. I realised that this was something I have carried around inside for a very long time. It was making me feel cornered, frustrated and tempered in a lot of situations. It was an act, something I was suppose to be with others, outside of my being. This, I could not submit to. It is not what I am, and certainly not what I should be out here in the woods. This collective consciousness of our parents that we learn to relate to as our psychosynthetical or psychological “fathers”, do not create a solid relation for us to distinguish our impressions from our actions today. Many of us has lost the ancestral relation to that kind of mindset. We do not learn from old people by example how to find distinctions within ourselves, to personal relations of that kind on our own, to this form of solitude, and to the individual beingness we learn by our mothers connected to earth. Instead their needs to conform will turn us into collective beings outside of our own reality without a genuine physical relation to nature. We end up in a lifelong extension to their conformity, and in a personal emptiness of eternal achievements leading us nowhere. Just to show what we are good for. We act on every impression, on every idea. And while we turn them into words, we also turn them into “things”. But out here in the woods, there is nothing of that, there is only the knowledge of reflection created between the impression and the act. And everything instead turns into an “act” of listening. What I really learned out here in the forest today was, from where our mental stress today actually originates.
The way I currently understand public opinion is what I think Freuds super-ego refer to, and also what Emilé Durkheim meant with a collective consciousness. Together, they both correspond to how I visualize what the overall beliefs and morals of the “general public” are. Which I think is the source and creator of the mindset of the collective individual, and his or hers projected narcissism. It is the loss of ourselves as a transferred adaptation to society through the collective consciousness of our parents. Which in turn restricts us to a collective agreement on what kind of spontaneous imagination we allow ourselves to have. This creates an attitude that completely obstructs us from an access to the reality of our being, and without this, there can be no moral. Because there is no being, no shared body of nature for us to experience, and certainly no shared immediacy of our own nature to the spontaneous acts of our world that make us related to all life in a psycho synthetical way. My consciousness gets split into two halfs. One with this collective consciousness which i have always wondered about. How do I relate to that “content”? The other part is our shared nature where the reality of my being are. But our crowd-mentality of today is not set-up to include that, and our collective individuality do not provide us with any space for our nature to come into being, to emerge into beingness. So there is no way for people to become humans. While there is nothing of this kind today in our collective consciousness that can act as a container for the space we need to be able to relate back to, to the intensity of our living nature, we just let our frustration mix itself up with others over this loss, and then we tear each other and the world apart.
Most leading officials in our governments today acts as martyrs and avoids responding as humans to questions about the actual reality of the people they are ment to serve. They pretend to suffer from their cause, and then beg people to vote for them, to end their sufferings, just so they can legitimize their underlying projected narcissism. Like them we think we have to formalise our relations, and disconnect from our beingness. This is what happens when we, like them, are too committed to a cause, forgetting about the true nature of our being in relation to our imagination and the outside world.
To experience something other in oneself is more to me than just a personal involvement in a force that we have avoided in our contemporary limitations of established and accepted personal functionality. There’s much more beyond that. Any individuality, mine in particular, in itself always questions the dominant attitude of a society’s relation to place. Because we are so accustomed to pairing personal growth with a constant piling up of known facts, and its thinking on how to defend this chosen stack of what we know from what we may have missed, that we have forgot how to participate in the interiority of human experience. We blaime others for what we have missed. For being foreign to us, having an imagination or a mindset outside of our own. I agree to that we differ from each other in what we imagine, but not in what their underlying processes are. If that were the case it would not be possible to share anything with anyone else. Thats why we are so connected to everything. And thats why our nature is so deeply connected to place.
The I-ness of the world separates us from the reality of beingness. Of our relations to it. Since the content of consciousness formulates our “wordview”, it becomes confused with distance. But consciousness is a space which can only be expressed in symbolic order and form. Today it is primarily used as our inner I-ness of a collective identity, we identify it with our “model” child within, and its projected narcissism. In this way we only learn to confirm what is, to name “things” and tear ourselves apart in a madness of antinomies. We grow up to “think”, and create spatial orders of things. But we exclude the order of our interior experiences of the world which can only be expressed by our imagination outside of time. Our world is an imagined place, and we refer to it with a narrative which directly relates us to being. Consciousness is expressing itself in this narrative, in the symbolic content of its own order. It is not created by our superficial I-ness. Consciousness relates to our knowledge of beingness, apart from I-ness and its existence. Being, runs as a resonance in the personal relationship we have of space-time, and its timeless origin that constantly flows into our consciousness, thus creating this direct knowledge of an appearence in all “things”. It is individual existence in itself. In the past, present and future. It is also the explanation of existence. It is our connection to the “between”. To our reality, physicalized and grounded in the streams of raw nature, and in the actual moment of an existence in beingness as place. By this I-ness, we obscure the personal experience of “knowledge”, and turn everyone into an alphabetic structure of history where we are separated from our internal experience. From here and now, and the order of forms created by an energy that is transmitted into consciousness, where it is always held in symbolic integration to the visible world. A world which is shared by all beings, but not by the isolation I-ness creates of itself in consciousness. It is an invasive I-world mostly determined by someone elses structures. This view kind of dissolves the sharp boundary rationality maintains between what we refer to as nature and as culture. But I see nature as unlimited in its manifestation, as containing mentors and guides, in all its forms of energi.
If we deny ourselves contact with our own nature’s undeveloped, and unfiltered expectations, as they first appear in us and become separated from us in the form of our projected non-reflecting narcissism, which we unsuspectingly place on the world. How can we blame others for their ignorance in doing the same? For their inability to face the reality of that “child” that we cannot face within our own being.
Is this not how we end up in an endless chain of frustration where we blame each other and our society, and were we just get lost in our collective individualism and leave it to the world to suffer from our ignorance.
Is it ever our own responsibility to really deal with this?
Our present world is dependent on how we relate to its “imaginary” expectations. Because it is our own abandoned voice that we hear when we listen to people like John Trudell and Greta Thunberg.
So when we come to choose who will lead us, that choice will then determine how we want to shape our contemporary societies. In what collective surrounding we want to place the expectations of our interior “child”, or being. People in the West suffer greatly from a shortage of an awareness of this exprience in its leadership. Our leaders are still trying to produce this imaginary “child” through words. By a thinking that our impressions and actions are the same. And more and more people have begun to turn against this lack of facing true reality. They have become reluctant to place themselves in the hands of words and ideas instead of actual community service. Anyway, whatever the the choices ahead that are made on the road by us when guiding this “child” as individuals, I’m not too optimistic about where we’re actually going, because most people seems completely oblivious to this.
Every person essentially exists eternally in a timeless realm between two worlds. This eternal part existed there before the life of the individual begun, and continues to exist when the physical life of the individual ends. It is the being of us that is part of the flow of life itself, and it is this part we share with all life. In this way we become connected to everything. It is what we are made of. Thats why people with an indigenous or traditional background have such a respect for life. They constantly acknowledge and share this middle realm in the present physical world. They know we are all part of it. That we live in a world which essence makes everything primarily “interiority related”, and that this has its own inherent context. In this sense, everything we can really say about this experience is expressed by our imagination. And the way we choose to depict it is how we try to make it human to enter life and come into being. This is how we try to find our relation to the “soul” of the world.
I am brought up with a belief that our innermost nature and our true being appears as forms, and that these forms appear as physical structures of thoughtlike concepts in our mind, not as things that separate us from them, but as forms of energy that we are a part of as much as they are part of us. These animated forms are not words, like I am not a word. They are the living reality beyond words. Words do not create our experiences. They turn them into things. By words we think we create the world anew, but the world was already there, right in front of us, and it is still going to be right there regardless of the words and ideas we use to separate us from our experiences of it. It is what we are. With words we transform the world and ourselves into different kind of ”things”. To objects instead of beings. This is what characterizes the view we have of our nature, and of people in our society today. Christianity has caused great harm with this. Not just to people in the north by introducing this “wordview” as a replacement for what already existed there. It is one of the reasons that people suffer from the sickness of alphabetism, and the belief that we may force ourselves into an existence by words instead of our sharing of beingness.
My stepdaughter’s four-year-old is used by the oldest boys at preschool to express what they have to suppress in the child they now grow up from. This is quite ”normal”. They are playing with what they experience as unacceptable behavior in their family/community through him. Making him act out or say things that they have learned to surpress because it has nowhere else to go, and he is among the youngest and is still credulous. He has not yet developed a mental container for his inner processes. And the older boys are trying to separate out what they can’t retain in themselves. In this way he will learn that the world is at least partially evil and can be deceptive as he grows up. I think this is also how we create our ”blaimers” or scapegoats. Our family conditions will play a decisive role in what path he, and of course, all of us takes from there. If he identifies with the role they give him, he will only see his value in what the family/community finds unacceptable. Or he may choose to use others for what he does not accept in himself as the other boys do and thus completely submit to the moral norm of the family/society to become like them, and then blame others for what he had to surpress in himself for psychic balance. Starting this eternal cycle of abuse all over again where the connection to the continuous developement of interiority gets lost. I consider it especially fortunate if he chooses a third path. That he retains the belief in how he expresses himself, not through someone else, and not to fulfill someone else’s need for him to carry what they regard as unacceptable. But by having a sense of trust in what he is, and really feel secure in how he transform his nature into culture, regardless of the moral norms it adheres to.
The lost space we have within is most clearly visible today in our expectations of individual athletes and competing teams. It is also the driving force behind our politicians and their followers. Our repressed and affective child, or being, which we are a duplicate of, acts on our behalf as if the athlete does what he do for him, not because of an appreciation of what the athlete actually do for his own sake. All teams’ support culture is based on this child’s expectations of the team in the same way as if the team is competing for them. This is the case in politics as well. This child have expectations on how politicians compete with their convictions. But beyond the party line’s ideology they are all actually just officials in a position they have temporarily been assigned to, to lead important community services. They are there for everyone else. Regardless of what personal ideology or beliefs thay have. Journalism highlights this very clearly. But unattended, this child will make us think that our impressions and actions are the same. That other people or “beings” do not exist. Just our expectations of them.
I have always had a relation to a kind of source in a middleness as a part of a relation to infinity. A space that existed before everything. It’s like an interior non-empirical realm that doesn’t consist of material things, but of forms from which everything then emerges. Its like a part of us is the offspring of a separation between that unfolding space and nature itself. A beingness where our model or preformed original individuality appears. Creating this expanse together with a true relation to nature, and to earth itself whose forms appear as physical structures of thoughtlike concepts in our mind. Its like experiencing the living reality behind imagined creation as the vertical experience of the flow of life in an opening to the universal depth in its perceptivity of influence and inspiration. A kind of beginning caused by the union of a psychological space that all things are made of, and the very substance of which every psyche is in its material form, in Mother earth. In relation to them there is this personal being. Our duplicate who lives in the world of the middle as a child, and it is tied to every person in a kind of fate. But the influence of this expanse and ”our” relation to earth cling onto one another in an eternal embrace, leaving no space for our individuality, for any light and air of the world to get through. Consequently, this interior twin, this child, is trapped in their eternity. Fighting for air and for beingness. This is the empirical world as an emanation out of potentiality. These forms of energy are very real, even though they are not immediately visible to us, but they have the potential to appear in the world and act in it. Ask anyone in love. Or anyone who is opposed to something. It is the interior world of our imagination which transforms itself into culture by our actions.
Listening to the quarrels in the current collective space of projected narcissism, and to the politics of a lost cultural memory, which is the reality as it is conveyed by today’s journalism. Is to listen to how we add our personal problems to our shared space and then merge that with our collective individuality. By further adding to this mixed up complexity, we blend the unprocessed reality of our interior space from which we are cut off, with other people’s personal problems and lost sense of having that beingness. We then try to recruit others to a cause where there is already too much of a “cause”, and hide our loss of being a person in our own right in social issues where we then constantly try to recruit more and more people into our own sense of isolation, and then spread this madness around us in our sufferings and lack of genuine relationships with others on a personal level. No one really asks the important question; How do we bring our personal values as individuals into our social sphere, instead of constantly trying to create the fear that this space will become violated by us and others, acting as recruiters to some cause, where we just isolate and distance each other further from the reality and experience of our own true nature. Which is the flow of psychic life that lives in everything, and all things are made of.
We have these presences which formulate our energy when they accumulate over time. They transform our experiences of individual consciousness into a living existential confirmation of cultural imagination when they emerges and come into being to embody this nearby realm from which all beings originate and visit us. They are our forgotten ancestors beyond what our thoughts want to accept about the interior reality of this world. We are standing on the edge of our collectives lost memory, but we still carry its traditions like a second identity, or angry twin, showing us a direct connection to these forms of life and a world of nature. On a personal level, they are most often manifested when our creative impulses are compulsively transformed into facts, or into a policy that we materialize by turning them into impregnable ideas, which are accompanied by the raw instincts of our nature that we ignore. This is the reason there is a constant revolt inside all modern societies. It is this petrified human view that will also ultimately always leads to its collapse. I think it is about individual mental hygiene. This angry and frustrated twin is the one who is telling us if we are losing contact with our true nature. If we do not respect the processes of transforming imagination to culture wherever it occurs. Because he is the offspring of mother earth, and without a relationship to her, he will roam around in the wild without any close contact to real human relationships. No wonder he goes crazy and doesn’t trust people.
When it is incomprehensible that the transforming of imagination to culture is natures vertical system of the world, or interior pillar, that we are not restricted to the one-dimensional horizontal world we are custom to, and that a vertical cosmological image of an axis involves a conception of a break in the homogeneity of the world as an opening of a passage between different states of our psychic life. We loose the representation of what makes certain places special to us. We loose our connection to life and to earth as we enter it from a world within in adolescence. With this axis, we transform our world. This is expressed by the communication we have with it. Because it forms an important link to our reality. Today this image contains a view understood only as hierarchies in collective individualism. But hierarchies are distorted projections of this image as a center of our world which connects people both to the above and to the world below by reflection. We live and travel up and down on this axis, and we find people along its entire stretch. This is our opening to transcendence and to a vertical world of a naturally maturing consciousness. But as long as we see this system of the world not as a dimension of having access to a psychic realm beyond projected narcisissm or collective individuality, but as something material in the sense of socio-political or philosophical ideas forced on people around us, we will not have this kind of communication with ourselves. Because behind all our different combinations of hierarchies is this experience of a center, a world that lies around an internal axis that we climb up and down together. This vertical climb does not depend on any combination of collective identities such as gender, race, social class, profession, nationality or religion.
There is a fundamental and underlying similarity throughout life that organizes and integrates our experiences. It is also so consistent over time and space, and creates such an identification to my person that it gives rise to a specific sense of relation to being in its procedural form of reflective experience. I perceive it as the great animating force of unity, of “an interior type of constant renewal”, that dissolves the boundary between nature and culture in a way that makes us understand humanity and nature as one. It is this notion of a cumulative, practical and subjective experience of the environment, and the collective experience of the relationships that we as humans enter into, where we become participants in nature’s own emerging process of reflective self-awareness and continuous rebirths in the cycles of life.
In the movie “The Wind (2018)” we get to follow how we face our interior life in the shape of a woman. Like her, it is done with a disconnected collectives mindset, stuck on the prairie without a living communion to the environment. So that place becomes forbidding and it will be perceived as something wild and hostile that must be cultivated. That’s why it turns violent on her when it is being neglected for trying to relate her back to its origin through her. In this way, the woman comes into conflict with her own interior in the form of a vision of a ghostly priest when she tries to force her collective individuality to the land during her attempts to apply a relation to nature, outside of nature’s own inherent moral conditions. But her true nature is much closer to the earth and wants to use her connection to reality as a means of reinterpretation, and to create a new perspective on their relationship. But her principles of life seems to be in contradiction to the personal nature of her unprocessed mind and religious views. She fails to establish a relation to the flow of her imagination, and to her life as an ongoing individual process connected with earth and to a reflection on her relation its imagery. As with people of today, this is driving her out of her mind. She get lost in herself, and in the end, she becomes a victim of her inner world, and her own nature as it tries to be recognized even without her commitment. To sum up, this is a frighteningly realistic movie on what is happening to us in the world today. As individuals we get lost on the prairie. Our inner house is constantly assaulted by forces out of our control. We try to keep them away with a compulsively rational attitude. With ideas about what it is that haunts us. But no ideas can prepare us for this reality since our ideas are that reality. They emerge out of it. Also, we can visualise this movie as an image of a collective, as the raw unprocessed nature of what may be behind the attitude of the west and the impression we get from modern United States. And looking at it from yet another perspective, if we don’t listen to that continuous voice we have of mother earth, to being, we will get lost in it. Her dreams in our interiors will become confusing and incomprehensible. The relationship we have with our living environment will turn itself into a nightmare.
In a way I imagine that people are coming from a living “subterranean” depth of psychic origin. Its like we are beings in an energy field of potentiality in which we are undifferentiated from every other form of life. To experience this we have to go to the regions ”under” the world, and transform our physicality. It is after we have emerged from this potentiality that we distinguish our place of origin from anatomy and physical appearance although it is still present in us. But still, we are constantly growing and developing this reality through our birth and by the relationships we have with other people, and in this way we are also continuing this extended world by constantly processing it in our contemporary relationships. I think it is out of this we experience our identity, and it is as much procedural as it is relational.
We all need calories and carbohydrates along with a variety of nutrients and minerals of this earth to live. These nutrients are energy. We are made of this earth and we need elements of earth that contains its potency. It is this energy that flows through all life. We get this energy through animals and plants when it is transmitted to us by ingesting it as food. In this way, all life is a sacrament and we pass it on by transforming this energy as our mental conceptions into social reality. The meaning of this is that we have the ability to become persons who know the difference between the interiority and the physicality of the world. And without an interior relation to earth there can be no morals. We have no integrated experience of space and time, and of this energy as a unifying life force behind the emergent structures of culture and society. Of nature and our environment. This energy constitutes the ever-unfolding process of reality and it insists on a space of relations based on its own conditions.
We all live in this basic underlying continuum of ontological similarities that organize and integrate experience. It is so consistent over space and time that it actually extends beyond what can possible be described by any singular timespan alone. All life emanates from this active principle. It is what I always associate with intentionality, the endless return of all there is, of creation, of creativity, and of the interiority of all forms of life. For me, this is the ever unfolding process of reality.
I have spent most of my time since my late twenties trying to deal with what was then the emergence of new forces that came to the surface from within, and to adapt them to my life. At that time I also had to become them. It’s been a while, and I’ve been trying to find out what form they have by formulating them, trying to make them human, following their purpose to find out what this means to me and listen to what they have to say. This was something that came naturally to me because at that point in my life I felt that I had to take back my projected identity and retrieve it from the group or collective mind to integrate it with my own true nature. My old forms and their expressions have since decreased in strength. The energy they had conveyed was no longer there, and their old purpose was no longer serving me in my life. The new energies that appeared to me at that time are still here, but in a larger sense as subjects in a we-field, and I am more there with them than they are here in me. I’m still trying to bring them into my life. They talk, I listen and wait. Above all, I wait all the time. Since I always have to compare my impressions with them, let them articulate me and hope that their origins, which I share with other people, also link me to my own.
We have experienced the colonization of psychic reality and its resulting disregard for the societal systems, its beliefs, and support structures, fundamental for us in processing the experience of nature as representatives of an inner realm we have elaborated to culture for generations. This was something central to the well-being of people and communities. But our cultural body of today no longer supports the reality of this connection. This intrusion into the human world of morals and society have wreaked havoc in people an created an illness that manifests itself between the agencies of our shared nature, behind the scenes of the visible world, and the definition of ourselves as members of a greater community. People no longer know how to contain or express the activity of their own invading nature. And the societies of today cannot maintain that integrity, so people feel separated from their communities by the intensity of felt inner experience and turn against its lack of facing true reality. This is what every upheaval of a modern society is really about. Its about our projected narcissism and its one-sided collective individualism. And speaking collectively, it is the extraverted opposite of the madness in the Middle Ages. What I am trying to say is, we should be very careful with what we add to other people, since the problems of being an individual often stems from the crushing demands of collectivity and its unrelatedness in being cut-off from a genuine connection to the forces of our inner nature. It does not matter how skilful or well thought of a theory about the psyche or diagnosis is if it doesn’t relate to our personal experience of psychic reality.
When solitude becomes compulsive like in an illusory blame, thinking about ourselves as a one-sided, non-related, self-sufficient being, we deny the inner reality of others as well as we deny our own. This seems to happen when people are not aware of what we add to others, not realising what that contains. Most people just become frightened by this sudden experience of fragmentation and turn to group thinking, and some put their beliefs in a special group as a body for this unsettlement. Often characterizing themselves as equally special or chosen by elitism. They don’t see it as projected narcissism. Or as an unrelated collective individualism. All kinds of tragic things then happens when we are not ready to be visited by our raw unprocessed nature that formulates itself through us in the realm of our shared psychic reality.
We fall victim to isolation. And to the individual problems of other people thinking about themselves as singular beings cut off from the reality we share from within. Contrary to this, solitude is about being present in what is behind the world. With or without the shared presence of others.
There is this compulsive force or quality inherent in us. It is as if nature itself wants to re-link our mind to where it came from. To its origins. And if we don’t do it and process our raw nature, or develop our relation to it. It will just continue to use us for its own ends and live itself out in the world without us. We will just tare ourselves, our relations and the world apart.
Wait, isn’t that what we are doing right now?Seeking fullfillment at the expense of others. Displacing our relationship to how we imagine our unworked nature within.
There is an active, intelligent consciousness in the space that is us. We turn it into a common me and our relationships between you and me in an independent interaction. It is like a timeless body of now, everywhere at the same time. It is also a body with a kind of shared participatory power and knowledge outside of the individuality that is common to all of us, and in this way it is also a non-material experience of an immediate space of information that wants to be expressed by itself through us. Here we take the invisible to the visible and materialize our non-material reality. Our senses are part of this space with our impulses, and we cease to exist as a property of mass and become patterns of psychic energy. These patterns, or forms of energy, determine the true nature of our relationships, and we visualize the order of this information as we interact in this shared energy space between us.
We move into it, release our physical energy, show ourselves, and then flow apart, but we can stay in touch and act as if we were one thing, no matter how far apart we are. We are these shared mind-like forms of a potential that finds its reality in us. It both directs and coordinates our flow of life whether we want it or not.
It is as if our choices are being routed and meandering along an internal roadmap.
When experiencing our second birth we experience the substance of which our being is made of. I have spent most of my life to come to after being overwhelmed by this. Here we meet the very source and ideas expressed by psyche on itself. This is a shattering experience of raw nature in the flow of undifferentiated existence in the great mother nature of the unconsciuos. We turn our existence into a place of between in a vertical mode of being where the axis of the world is an internalized experience of the inviolable, and to a sacralisation of nature both within and without. It is our bare bone symbolic death, and the threshold through which imagination is poured into us as raw nature turning chaos into cosmos. Life itself becomes a sacrament. We are pushed into a tremendously painful and desorientating experience of life where we discover that we are not only in nature but of nature. Initially, we are really acting as we are crazy if it is viewed only from the point of view of some compulsive cultural ordinariness. After an experience like this, one will really become a bit odd to others for the rest of one’s life. But I liked the discussions I had in solitude long before that. Or as a young woman once told me: ”You are born in the wrong time!”. Now I can respond to her: A part of me are.
We are constantly being intruded on by raw nature, and it behave so autonomously. It can literally deny tangible reality, and claim priority over of it, so we are in no way sheltered by our outer senses. These experiences does not proceed from physical facts, but from how we perceive them since we are not only in nature, we are nature. Nature is in us, in raw unprocessed form. And we evolve in this relation since it expands in us. It is this unconditional aspect of nature that we share with everyone else. We are made of this earth. From this eternal field of energy behind all creation. It is mother earths own source of dreamings behind life. Without working this connection there can be no morals. We become purely instinctual creatures in an undifferentiated existence. It is by processing our relationship with her our imaginations are transformed into social reality.
Just think about it. Two or more people can access the same content of the psyche and share the experience of that content with each other however different they perceive that content to be between them. Haven’t we all been in love?
We use expressions like, I, me, my. And you, we, or us to tell the difference.
When we have trouble agreeing with its content it is common to group it together like in they, that and them to distance us from it, or just treat some of its content as if it were not part of our psyche.
Throughout my life, I have longed for, and searched for this type of connection just to find that most people don’t want to have anything to do with it. Which makes it almost impossible to access life with that kind of relationship in mind. There is a too big a difference between boosting our self-appreciation through others, and establishing a relationship with this shared content of raw nature. So it has been purged from our reality and become limited only to what is useful in a social sense.
People in the world seems so out of themselves, so far off into a dreamstate of all kinds of imaginations, that they cannot even begin to realize that what they do to each other and to the world is created by their own staged actions in relation to the contents of a shared psychic reality, that they experience in a unique and personal way. And since this reality is common to us all, and when unrecognised, we blame people around us and ”others”, for the dramas we provoke out of our own imagination when we pull them into our force field. And we are going to blame them for not acting according to the laws of the script of our thick, unbreathable and heavy goo of projected expectations. In reality, they just resist being held hostage by another person’s unprocessed nature of psychology.
When I feel moved by raw nature within, or sense the desire to formulate things, or create things, I am obeying this ancient human urge to process nature in human form. I don’t do this for mental health, I do it because I want to feel real. And I don’t do it because of some collective disobediance to adjust, but because I want to feel alive. To dare to be on the border of each other. And to be on the border of raw nature, whether its experienced inside of me, or in someone else. Either way, I will always be in between.
I have no choice in the matter.
We all fall in love. Duh. And the feeling is common to everyone. Duh. But we can only experience it individually and personally. Also duh. When we are in it, it will really make us feel unique. The same is true with all other experiences that moves us whether it’s just this one experience we want to share with others, or it’s something else we all have within us. Being intruded upon by raw nature makes us feel unique. And we sense ourselves as equally unique however we come to express it. But when we do, it is not doing it that makes the other unique. It is his or hers own experience that does it. There are so many other things that makes the other a unique person, without what we add to that person. So the real question is whether what is left in that other person without us will be enough for a lasting relationship afterwards. When our sense of feeling unique needs us to share more of our unique experiences. For the more we share, the richer the relationship becomes and vice versa. But in order to share the personal experiences of our nature, it has to be processed a little because we can’t share them raw. Much of it may also be new to us. We don’t really know how to relate to it yet. But we must dare to access it, be what it wants. Not through anyone else. But to access it as something that is also part of everyone else in a non-processed form. Just like when we’re in love. It is actually a little strange that so few dare what we experience beyond the initial intoxication of it. But to make us feel more real we all want to be more in a relationship, not less. We want to feel a little intoxicated by ourselves. But together. We just have to go after it.
Myth is the statistical accumulation of collective psychological dynamics experienced by individuals in a personal way. Through myth we can access our inner experiences and express them as statistical references in the symbolic language of self observation.
What I am saying is, that there are more than one way to deal with statistical analysis. At least when we talk about our imagination as experience. When we come to the current scientific view of man, the prevalent statistical approach, it is far from the study of man as an experiential being.
From a point of view of any psychology, I think the processing of imagination as inner reality through symbols and metaphors is the human perspective of lived statistical analysis.
Sedna is the inuit mythic representative of the Great Mother forces of nature. Of our flow of life viewed from the inside out. If we look more closely at the unity of nature and culture we all become part of the nature of Sedna. We have to attend to her as a representative of the realm of inner life, because every time we have a creative impulse that moves us, we are visited by raw nature trying to formulate itself through us in the feeling of psychic nourishment from her. She does this in order for us to transform our emotional bind to her, and relocate our body to life, while we turn this relation into something less material, and to abstract forms of mental or psychic representations.
It’s like we have to “penetrate nature so deep that it becomes spirit. -Robin Van Loeben Sels.”
Sometimes I feel like an intermediary connection between something old and fusty, and something else in the middle of our everyday lives, and a real dimension of reality: between an old, unkind feeling of being enclosed in someone else, and what is my own natural sense of raw individual strength that is brought about by all the transferred needs scattered all around me.
If people could only conclude that what we call culture has always been a world in which our individual imagination creates our social reality, and that our personal experience of what we are, creates a perception of our being out of this in itself. And that this distinction between the two, is about the survival of both our inner and outer world. From all of the reality that we can choose to create, we choose the one with a distorted view of how our source of raw nature is related to culture.
We seem to have lost contact with this, and the primordial ancestors we carry within us as a psychological reality. And that has become our social reality.
Every part of any consciousness is also a part of time that exists as consciousness all of the time. All we can realize about reality is what is shown as information in a time sequence where the past and the future interact with each part of itself as a single consciousness that contains all the events of all time. Therefore, when we become aware of its existance, we can experience events in our lives as something that happens because it acknowledges our individual expansion into a consciousness that is part of a greater independent sum of all time, and it interacts with us as spatial glimpses of that space as time.
We suddenly begin to experience meaning in events that happen to us. Almost like what is happening to us is in some way predetermined and organised, or arranged specifically for us in flashes of periodic patterns laid out specifically for our experiential understanding. Things start to happen to us that relates to that reality as an immediate experience independently of our rational views, or perception of causality.
I never know someone enough to really know that person. I have a perception of a person. An idea. But I never really know. I am not that person. I make judgements based on my own personality. But since I make that, I also have to admit that most of what I see in that other person is coming from me. From what I conceive about her or him.
What I can realise through experience alone, is how others by their individual expression relates to some psychological content that we may or may not have in common, and to how our personal aspects of that relates to our specific gender. We can get a hint. But this pre-manifest world is invisible to us. There must be a distorsion in this for us to be able to see it and reflect on it. Only then do we start to look behind what we put out there. And we may get a glimpse into that which distorts our relations and shapes our preconceptions. It seems almost impossible for us to enter into this space in any other way.
I have ended up in non-linear space now and then in all my life. It is where I have regenerated myself and listened to another kind of “teachers”. In one form or the other, they have always had this habit of appearing when they are needed. Things just happen that somehow points me to what I had in mind at that particular moment. Small coincidences that appear as assistance to us. Like helpers. Most people around me does not recognise this. They become disoriented in a kind of nowhere. Which is horrible. I know, I have been there too. This is where we get dismembered. But since i have experienced this place from a very young age I have also learned to wait. To trust this and to listen. To look beyond the turmoil. And at those points in my life, I had to turn to what I knew were my own center of orientation, to the references that I was born with. Or get stuck in this “crazy” space of compulsive ordinariness. The reality of having this space of traditional psychological containment is a sense of having access to something timeless. Which, if not properly respected, or distorted would become profoundly harmful to everyone experiencing this. That’s why I have a problem with christianity and churches. They put this space in a building instead of under the sky. Because I think this is something that needs to be naturally enclosed and managed there. Uninhibited. Alone, by ourselves. Nothing should come in between that experience and us when we need it. With the exception of the aid of those who has been there before us. Anything else is just domestication and window dressing.
Louhi is a sorceress (noita) and the ruler of Pohjola. She has strong magical powers, and she is able to shapeshift. The name “Louhi” and it’s alternative versions are related to the word “lovi”. Lovi refers to a gap, or place in between through which a shaman could travel. This is most likely a reference to her as a Loviatar, or Louhi’s and the noita’s shamanistic abilities according to finnish mythology. She is this opening, or sacred space, as she is what we enter that is between us. And here, she may appear in many different forms since she has this ability to shapeshift. I listened in on a discussion lately where she suddenly became visible to me. By the feelings for a soccer team in Sweden she took a group of men into this middle realm. Their emotionality made her a kind of virgin mother. And in this form she instantly became untouchable. They were all spellbound by her magic. Nothing physical could enter her presence after this. She was truly invisible to them. In this form she was to be revered and protected as something not of this earth. Here she really was the wicked queen of the land beyond the crossing of a fiery stream. Which is the intense suffering we have to endure in ourselves in order for us to see her. So everyone was now intensively occupied with her, and shared her psychic energy between them while they treated this soccer team with virginal reverence. And of course, according to Louhi’s enchantment, everyone else’s team was a team of harlots and fornicators, and was talked about as such. This is also what you were if you were not in their magic circle. It was not about soccer anymore. It was about Louhi.
And suddenly I found myself to be in pohjola.
What we experience from our impulses are knowledge. When we are permissive in our spontaneity and at the same time observe it, it is knowledge. I believe that it is this ability, or the reflection it creates, that in its transferred form allows us to “lose” or forget about ourselves in our opposite gender. Its a wonderful thing too. Like when we’re in love. We have to be able to get intoxicated by ourselves. That’s how we acquire meaningful experiences. How we create our own space. There is a difference in this experience between men and women in todays world. Women sense it clearly when men are self-absorbed in their emotional lives. Or when they have to carry it for them. Men sense it when women don’t reflect, or really “think” for themselves. These experiences is the absence of self awareness. There is no personal space. We have transferred it. But no matter which, we become distanced and impersonal, and inaccessible to each other. All our relationships become zombie relationships.
I can find no center in the world by knowledge and reason alone. In this conventional space i have no immediate contact with the content of energy emanating from within myself. Or its center from which we receive our human orientation. Knowledge and reason can only become a substitute for having a true personal point of reference. Traditional space on the other hand, expands that energy and creates personally experienced values that incorporates conventional space. The problem is, if I experience this in certain places and people, How do I create a perpetual boundary, or a kind of mental enclosure for me to communicate with these kind of experiences in a regular way. Almost all of our relations to this extended space of consciousness are forgotten. It is our “crazy” space, where our ordinary consciousness is challenged, and our current life is felt as quite morbid. Most people doesn’t want to go through the individual ordeals that comes with it. Their views become quite off-putting when they habitually defend their conventional views by reason alone and prefer to stay in this horrible condition of knowledgeable anxiety. Outside of this space of eternal creation and renewal, as they are constantly putting opposites against each other. Tearing themselves and the world apart.
For the majority this intangible or unseen space is not a biochemical defect that we should “correct”. But a necessary part of our personal experience. We have just become too distant and apart from our own experiences to recognise it. It is this experience that the materialistic mind has transformed to what the philosophically oriented might call existentialism. Or whatever. The absurdity of this is to always rationalize experienced existence and turn it into a sterotyped way of thinking.
This morning I was told about an event that is similar to what is often called a Freudian slip. In one way or the other I have thought of these things my entire life. Of some of the “zombie” motives behind our physical actions. In this particular situation it was an action that I think was due to the interference of a group mind none of the participants was aware of. They did not act out of their own minds, but out of the wishes and the internal trains of thought of a situation, or “group character”. Without going into details about it, it really struck me when it was told to me, that what was really creating a later embarrassment, or triggered this slip, was the “situation” or status of their compound mindset. They where not in themselves, as persons on their own, as individuals. What I was told would not have happened there. But still in the mind of the “situation”, where this group of people together was acting like one individual, with this one mindset in common, that mindset acted out its own intentions without this particular persons own judgement. The later embarrassment was done still in the zombie mind of this group character they had created as a form of an individual they had put together. None of them really gave this much thought, but when the act of this mindset was brought to my attention it really dawned on me how we work in most social groups. And it also became very obvious to me when we spoke about it, how the event that created an unpleasant episode later, that had to be dealt with, was created by this “character”. Most of our rational beliefs, -isms, political ideas, patriotisms and fundamentalisms grows out of this too. We really need to make ourselves aware of how we choose to give ourselves up to any “common identity” and as multiple beings of a single mind, if we ever want to be able to create good things for each other, and take responsibility for the actions we perform as part of “another” identity.