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Some times when one find one self empty an alone spiritual death might occur.

I have experienced this myself many times. The best way to find the way back is to travel into once own soul and search for the answers to why the spirits have take one to this empty place.

Now while writing these words I feel connected to the positive energies in the universe and in a good place together with the spirits in spiritual world.

I recommend that one always try to be connected and have an open mind to the energies one become exposed to, so that one don not lose faith in once path to enlightenment. 

See and feel your own soul my friends, peace and love to you when you feel lost.

Interesting thoughts.

I reckognize my own experiences in what you tell me.
Sometimes the spirits wants me to speak,other times they want me to listen and learn and be silent.
Silence can be a challenging matter,when one gets used to  T h e   N o i s e - the exaltation of being filled with talking spirits,informative beings!

This can felt when one is about to enter the great outdoors where the great silence lives and breathes.

A struggle within,a wrestling with powers unseen,a begging of the ego to turn back home,but if one overcomes this little death

a new perception on life emerges from the deep,and one walks with the proudfoot indians with a greater vision.


I believe spiritual death is a restoring of ones powers,much like the branches of our familiar oak,wich must endure a season of deep inward consultation and meditation together with the older more settled parts of our dear gnarling oak-tree during winter time.

There is in nature a jolly fancy for fast spurting  growth with powerful  changes always taking place.

And then there is the innocent childish depression in everything when the ground freezes and our mother dreams inwardly.




May the gods be with you in all days
        and all nights.

Ja, dette var interessant og kjent. 

Fred til alle i kveld. 

Teleterkji:
And then there is the innocent childish depression in everything when the ground freezes and our mother dreams inwardly.

These words touched my heart This feeling the winter has also told me about. This beautiful silence in white...like music in minor. Spiritual death and transformation can be very beautiful.

Have had a long period of spiritual death while being thinking and doing other things to enlighten my soul.

I was in Provence this summer just to see something different. We lived in a small village in the mountains from where we explored the entire province.

Good food and wine and a lot of nice people. Looked at the stars at night and was thinking of the univerce. When I think of this journey it gave me distance to my regular life and made me think differently about cultures.

Peace to you. Im going out for a coffee now so we will communicate maybe later today.