Time is a little different to me now from what I acknowledged before. Because in a psychic sense, we experience it both as something which is perceived as yesterday, today, and a tomorrow, a present future which is contained in a wholeness beyond the ego. A flow of energy, thoughts, ideas, images and feelings inside a cosmic whole of a psychic stream, where the within of life originates. Which is also from where I put my being in relation to time. But in an external sense it is also connected with the sun, the moon, day and night, practical things and seasons. It is from the behind of these things that I recognize that everything proceeds into this life. Time in this sense is a continuation of that, where we connect with it, and what we go through in its interior sense of a without. Like when we die, someone else is also born from that same source. We are all that source, a wholeness our inner companion Raediengiedte and we as children sense, from which we arrive here. Everything we imagine is that without of the within. We all are that which appear to us from there. Which we repeat and constantly try to transform into something tangible. We try to catch the content of a psychic wind, in the old Sami conceptual world, Biegg olmai, which is why a shovel was sometimes used as a seite, to discover what it says to us, and from where it blows. He can be furious and stormy, cold and reproving. As well as warm and affirming. All dependent on our attitude. That is what I believe was what the old Sami concept of Rádienáhttje was referring to, and Rádienáhkká embodied. And a seite was as a point of intersection with him. Meahcci practices another, a constant recognition of its influence upon us, and to never forget the dependence we have on it in our relation to everything else.