Returning back to Königsberg…

Well… I am here. In Königsberg — my hometown. Processing memories and feelings, falling down to rise again one day. It feels sometimes that I desperately need someone to walk on the paths less traveled together. Life in society is still hard and drags me down. There are some things to fix here with my…

The woods and the clouds…

During school days, I have had some special places in my world, that were chosen for meditation on nature side, for rituals, as well as for celebration of that sacred points in Solar Year Circle — Equinoxes and Solstices. I wish to confess for setting them on fire. I would like to confess for burning…

That paths what lead us through the woods.

When I was about ten years old, I discovered for myself (or just remembered — as we know everything and access any sources of information through our Inner Eye and Ears) northern Runes. Sacred symbols what shamans (northern shamanism is known as Seiðr) carved on wood, stones, their own and others’ bodies — they keep…

Direct insight on the way of no dogmas…

There is a story about Virupa, who lived in the monastery in the old times. He practiced mantras singing together with other forms of Diamond Way for years, but one day monks notice him drinking wine and eating doves. They were shocked so they proclaim that he is not pure enough to stay in the…