| During this time I was also leading a magickal training group named ‘The Free Spirit'.
We worked all sorts but mainly Western Mysteries and Arthurian. During that year I became very
restless and felt a pressure building up that I had to do something specific. During that time I actually had a dream
of being in an office seeing a psychiatrist, an elderly grey haired gentleman with gold rimmed glasses, and he handed
me a large golden key.
It took me years to connect this. I had to open an, until then virtually unexplored, part of
the esoteric mysteries, namely the Northern Tradition. But whilst writing this, I realized that Wicca was not the
sole portal of entrance to the Odinic Mysteries.
Recently lessons have come to light which I did in 1981 from a Western Mysteries Inner Order. I've always had the
greatest admiration for Dion Fortune. Hers were the first occult books that I read. It was only in 1996 that I read
hers and Seymour's magickal diaries and found out that she was originally appointed to do this job; however, during
the second WW? I don't think so! So it was down to me 30 years later!
I now think that those two lessons opened up the Inner Plane contact with Wodan; in Lesson Two or Three some
months later in 1982/3. The exercise was to “meditate on J.C. on the Tree Of Life” and no, not Yggdrasil either.
Well
I have always had a fascination for the Cabbala and my layout of Yggdrasil was inspired by my studies in this field.
However, J.C.? No f***ing way! I immediately dropped these lessons, as no way was I a ‘Kristjan'.
At that time I initiated a rune worker into my coven and he introduced me to the Runes properly as the futhark:
the first book I read in ‘82, ‘83 was ‘Runes' by Ralph Elliott; in it I stumbled on the verses of the Havamal where
Odin described his initiation on Yggdrasil, and I was so obsessed with the subject that for a long time I could feel
everything he went through! This was the experiment required in the Western Mysteries Order called: ' going through
the nadir'; but after another manner.
When first I was ‘contacted' there was nothing; not even ‘Blum's' or ‘Flowers' for that matter – just some
cabbages floating about! I was on my own! |
