Treeplanting Sagas Chapter 6

In our last bush camp, we drove 3 hours from Upsala Ontario I was planting a lot of old plantation ground. This means there had previously been planted spruce and pine or it was aerially seeded, and we are supposed to space apart from them. Treeplanting has a lot of requirements in order to mimic nature. I decided to take these last 5 days quite lightly on my body, since I had been in it for 63 days already. During one precarious day, I ended up having my most serene and memorable  moment as a planter. After being given a piece of bracken bush land to hack out on my own all day, and getting ravaged hundreds of times by deer flies and horse flies, I finished my piece and cut through the bush down into what opened a lush moray of small islands. The sandy shore had imprints of moose and bear and jutted out with rocky boulders and sedge. I swam out to one of the islands and lay on the hot rocks meditating while the sun wrapped its warm cloak around me. I performed the Laguz stada and galdr for the land wights, and hallowed this special place. The clean, and sparse vegetation that sprouted on the stoney islands decorated the entire lake. On the ride home to camp, I had the privelage to see a young wild lynx running into the forest. I finished the day in some fine company, and had a deep restful sleep. The last two days were spent engaging in just slowing down and enjoying the planting to full, plunging into some deep conversation with a friend all the while. The last day of the shift was the night for people to be acknowledge for their traits throughout the season. I was given the title of ‘most unsuited for contemporary society’ by our tree runner Nij. The aurora borealis also streamed over the sky, first appearing in the shape of an eagle, and then each band shifting and dissipating back to space, in hues of green and light red. It was a perfect ending in my opinion to the treeplanting season, as I had been at it for 68 days. From all it’s worth I planted 86,916 trees.

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Treeplanting Sagas Chapter 5

My times in Ontario has ensued and planting up north is well underway. The conditions here are not similar to Manitoba in that there is a lot of direct planting, which means the ground has not been prepared. My camp is 4 km into the bush, with a small lake and some islands on the fringes. An old bleeding post and hunting ground has become my new dwelling. Before even setting up my tent, I found remains of a moose in the forest. The hooves which I hung on the posts on the trees above. I built a full shrine with all the animal matter I have collected over this time, bones, skulls, bullets, bird skeleton, candles, antlers, a burial mound and torches. This was to be the setting of my Centurion Method pit, and Galdragildi ve. I performed my initiation rite here, after being an apprentice at the gild for two months now. Another post tells of my experience with that.

The fauna of the landscape are not always pleasant, such as the black flies, horse flies and mosquitoes which have been trying to harvest my blood since I arrived. There is seemingly no escape from them, even in the relative comfort of my canvas tent. The ground varies from wetland bog and fen, to dusty, dry highlands. There is a lot of gradient in each hectare which means a lot of scaling cliffs and rocks, climbing over clear cut and fallen giants. Still I am keeping my production of 2000-3000 trees per day which means my technique has been keeping strong. My resilience, stamina, endurance and agility have all been the elite traits spurring me towards doing this powerful work. In the field, I find myself to be more than just a laborer, but a warrior, and animal. Walking over the land once gives me a more intimate connection with my direction and place, and then I can allow my natural instincts to guide me through. Knowledge of the soil, the other plant life, and the dangers is essential to getting the most fertility from the land. There are a lot of things to think about when planting in this style, and I find it to be just as must a test of the intellect and mood as to the body. Each tree must meet idyllic conditions set by the forester. The spacing apart from the other planted trees, and naturals to give each one their own space for growth, the straightness and depth of the tree. The kind of soil it is planted in, which contains all the minerals, and also the species that is adaptable to that specific bioregion. Which also changes throughout the area, which means plantin 2 species at once. I have been planting black and white spruce, red and white pine.

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There are moose tracks in our patch of woods and several bears looming around, but they are quickly scared of our presence. I acquired a new tattoo, of the :thurisaz: rune on my wrist. It symbolizes the elite form which I have had to adopt over the course of treeplanting, the hardness involved with the body, and mindset of Thor. I am currently building a wooden raft from trees and roots with a friend, and had time for the first CM training in the pit, with the tattooer who marked me with the rune. I have roughly 3 days left in this camp, and then moving to a far more isolated location, 3 hours from any town.

Treeplanting Sagas: Chapter 4

After tramping for four days from Huntsville to Manitoba I arrived at the county of Piney to start living and sleeping in my tent. The site though seemed not chosen with great foresight. It was extremely windy, so intense that it took me almost 2 hours to set up, and I had only the choice of a grass field or sparse woods. I took the latter and it was wisely done, on the 4th day planting it began to rain and continued for 3 more days becoming more discomforting as time bore on. The rain turned to pouring torrents and the wind began to gust. This is not unlike treeplanting though, thus we went out planting in it. The third day of the rain and wind was too severe for me, after nearly 2 hours of bearing the cold, I felt hypothermic, shivering uncontrollably and unable to function. One of the tests of being a treeplanter is the endurance to suffer, and expectancy of struggle. I put dry clothes on and walked back to a warm vehicle, but a few hours later found myself out in the wind and rain once more. The treeplanting truck had become lodged in the mud and our bus, stuck behind it, one facing the other on a one way logging road. It took 13 planters including myself to dig trenches and fill them with logs and meadow grass to dislodge the wheels from the muck. Then we had to push it out from the same craters it had made. My body has taken on a new level of fitness, but with it, an undesirable condition. I have been burned, lacerated, numbed, bitten, pestered by crawling insects, overtired, and filthy. It is extremely important to keep a disciplined cleansing routine, as I personally see the need of restoration if the chosen deeds are this hard and inflicting. Respecting your body to the point of taking some extra rest instead of only planting all the time. The flow of my planting has been more refined since the early season, and I am consistently planting above 2500 trees a day with several about 3K and one of 4K. This is roughly 425 trees an hour with short breaks in between. I have planted 48,742 trees so far, and need to plant roughly 60-70,000 trees for my migration plans to England, which means 21,258 left.

The new presence of different animals has made my stay very pleasurable. I listen to the cranes while planting or during the crepuscular hours when they hover aloft my forest dwelling and make their tumbling caw. The magpies gracefully meander leaving a trail of such melodious birdsong, with sound frequencies unlike any other avian I have heard. The black bears roam, although they are not seen often methinks on the flat land here. The wood grouse hides away and beats its incessant wing tunes. I have had the privelage to share my patch of forest with a robin who perches on her nest every night, protecting 3 blue eggs, and found another newly hatched. A bald eagle floated just a couple meters in front of our treeplanting vehicle while driving, and I stared in awe at it’s graceful movements through the ether. While I write this I can hear coyotes yelping and howling a couple acres off. My bone collection has been growing quite progressively, and I have acquired both a moose and cattle skull, with several ribs, spinal bones, femur and tibula which I have ideas to make a kanlin horn from, deer bones, with a hoof and some fur. Living in the forest, and being outside 24 hours a day, you become  truly exposed, and also vulnerable to the cycles and conditions around you. I wake at dawn, roughly a couple minutes after 5 and my body feels in its sensual state, with a readiness to do work, and I tire some time after sunset, like the farmers timeclock, where I spend the last hours in solitude reading or listening to music, There are still some planting days left in the Manitoba province before the move to Eastern Ontario. I will be continuing a more vigorous Yoga routine, and organizing my evening hours even more closely to have the most personal time possible in the new location.

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Treeplanting Sagas Chapter 3

Tramping on to my third lodge in a ghost town called Lost Channel, we were located halfway between Sudbury and North Bay. Situated beside a lake for with scattered cabins around the fringes. The planting here did not last long but alas, it brought me into new levels of physical mastery. The land was unaffectionate and harsh on the body, and I was still struggling with an injured foot from the last contract. The exposure to the black flies was a test of patience, having them crawl all over your face. I made my personal best here in some brackey swamp land, planting 2575 trees in one day. Many times I had to stop in land and observe my self from the outside. To deal with the bugs, I would try to think of myself as a moose or a wild animal. Strengthening my hugauga on Thor’s Hammer and Thor striking the earth with his hammer, fertilizing the ground. I would just pound into the earth with my shovel and keep moving, with Mjollnir in mind.

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I had enough personal time to resume the Centurion Method training, the first session of which I did at and abandoned homestead in a fire circle pit. I found a hidden outlet for swimming away from the main lodge which I called me own. Some pre-planting nude swims in the cold water was truly a cleansing and revitilizing experience. The pre season is now over and I am making the travel to Winnipeg, where I will start tenting, which means no more lodges or cabins. I have never been to Manitoba and heavily anticipate the scenic countryside.

Treeplanting Sagas Chapter 2

Each day is a penance to the earth, the ritual and routine is the great work. Here is the outline of a tree planting day for me.

I Wake at 5:15 and cook a vegetarian breakfast of groats with seed/nut/fruit mix, make day meal of vegetables, protein, grains, treat, tea, coffee and water,
Hailing the day/Dagaz galdr, at the lake with sun salutations and yoga, and setting intentions
reading  Gurdjieff or Vedic archetype book on drive in
walk in for our piece, bag up 600 trees and plant, then a light meal
think on runes during the day for any obstacles to overcome
600 more trees then main meal with coffee/medicinal drink
one box(600) or half box then remaining of meal,
plant any bundles (25) needed for rest of day
walk out of forest and travel back to lodge
swim in the lake
full course meal, tea and small snack before sleep
reading and gild study
write in journal
meditation
sleep at 10:00

Treeplanting Sagas Chapter 1

72670_559675677397644_994082075_nI made it a personal intention this year to keep a journal for my treeplanting season. Last year’s session was only reflected by memory, and because of injury, I did not have enough time planting to keep writings of my progress. Last time, I had went through a depressing time with a lover of mine when she did not want to be with me anymore. The entire season became then mostly a project and an experience rather than anything ideal leading up to a reward. My skills were of course very rusty, and I was more interested in observing it. This year I have intentions to migrate to the UK, namely London, England. I have a set amount of trees I want to plant in order to have enough money for migration there. I shall be staying with my friend for one month and then doing the WWOOF scheme in the autumn months, followed by more treeplanting in Northumberland in the English winter. I was to be joined by a comrade in Virginia this year but it did not fall into place so seamlessly, but I will have the company of a friend into the main tenting season.

This time I chose to start with the early season, commencing on April 22, after being set back several times due to snow and cold of the harsh winter before. Meeting in Kaladar, Ontario and planting in Cloyne in the Mazinaw/Lanark Forest the next day. During the early season, it is not yet ideal habitable conditions for tent living, thus we were staying in lodges and cabins. The first lodge call Loon’s Call, was tucked in close by a lake with several dirt roads leading to other cabin and trailer homesteads. I had my own room here, and the cabins had showers which are atypical for a treeplanting season.
I would wake at 5 to assemble my day meal, and cook breakfast. For the past few months, I have been keeping the tradition of morning groats with different mixes of ingredients. I am leading a vegetarian diet here, with a few vices for proper nutrition while planting. We leave from the lodge at 7 and take the hour drive out to the ‘block’ which is where the
clear cutting was. There is almost always a walk in, sometimes being left directly at the planting piece, other times hiking for up to half an hour here with variations in landscape. It requires immense physical stamina and endurance to reserve your energy for the entire day. The planting lasts 9 hours, or longer if there is need to ‘close’ the piece by planting
all the eligible areas. In this first contract, the species were white and red pine, and weighed roughly an ounce each. A full crate had 260 trees which I would normally put in my bags and walk the land with. I had a productive increase of trees planted in my time in this bioregion. The land was uneven, often mountainous with a lot of climbing and rock caps, but over repetition of planting in the same area, my eye for the land and my technique was refined. One section of forest in particular was however quite a burden, and one of the most painful experience I have had while planting. The forest was full of thorns, and I could not take any steps forward without being pricked, cut, and tangled by all the vines and barbs. This was one of my lowest efforts thus far, and I came out quite desensitized and hardened for it. I planted a day in the rain, but did relatively fine, although lost my way a couple of times.

The wilderness surrounding the logging areas is relatively untouched, and I have shared the presence of many flora and fauna, some more exotic, others in abundance rarely seen in such concentrations from where I stayed before in Montreal. The vast pine, poplar, and spruce forest weaved beside the roadways, the masses of mosses, and lichen seeping and enrobing all the clean grounds. Snakes writhing in the dry duff, grouse camouflaged with dull plumage, wild turkeys, farm horses and hairy highland, the carrion birds of black eagle, ravens and crows seeking the recently deceased. I came across the flayed skin of a deer, several hoof prints, and fell asleep to the sound of loons.

In the second contract, we stayed instead in motel style lodges which were more fancy than anything I was used to with bush work. It was a stark contrast of being in the scorching heat and mud for 10 hours and come home to a daily cleaned room with a shower, but i’m not complaining. My planting flow stayed pretty constant here keeping well above my minimum projected stock. I learned many secrets of proper tree planting and how to read the signs of nature. Some of my trees I dedicated to friends and others for the Galdragildi, my rune gild. The fawns came out of hiding, the frogs croaked into the dark, I observed one being eaten by a garter snake. A strange pillar of tree stump supported a large boulder on top of it, placed there by some unknown source. A lot of treking, climbing, and running through dirt, slash, and decay. A necessary
hardness had to be assumed to get me through these long days. I drew the rune lot of :Wunjo: the night before my first plant, as I was feeling some relative fear, and anxiety for the coming days. Meditating on this rune diurnally and sleeping with bliss and comfort by evening.

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The Praetorian Communique with the Grand Master of the Pit

Heilsa, this is an interview written by me :Wolfshaman: and Craig Fraser, Centurion Method creator, you should know that.

Shall we commence this communique with you reflecting on whether you think most of the current Centmeth practitioners really ‘get it’? Do you think there will be the same people doing the method
as there are part of it now?

I don’t think everyone who does the Centurion Method now will keep doing it. I started out my fitness journey doing MMA workouts, explosive reps, nothing but bodyweight, all in the gym. Then I moved onto classic weight stuff, I used machines, I used barbells and did the holy trinity of deadlifts, squats and pull ups, all to get fit for the British military. Lucy was the same, except she got into the Army. And then beginning of 2012 we started doing CrossFit, we met a couple who were doing MovNat (Matt is now head instructor at MovNat Goteborg) and we started doing heavy primal stuff, a lot of yoga, which Lucy favours and mixed it up with classic weight lifting. It was around June/July of 2012 that we came up with the “Conan Method”, I was mixing my yoga with MovNat, with CrossFit workouts using bricks and rocks and mixing running and climbing into it and we decided there was something there, something that was missing in other systems. We effectively rounded it all together, and renamed it the Centurion Method.

The reason I went into that little history lesson is to a) show how varied our fitness experience was before we settled on the CM and b) to show you how new and fresh CM is, even to us. We’re still adapting and learning and experiencing it as much as the practitioners. If it wasn’t for characters like Darcy, Oana, Kristina, Leah, Tom, Sarah, Beamish, Paul, the Wolf Kvlt and dozens of others we wouldn’t have settled on titles like Berzerker, Spearwife, Grandmaster of the Pit, and we certainly wouldn’t have been brave enough to ram home the Satanic/Superion/Superman philosophy as firmly as we have. The practitioners are what make a method. But fundamentally, if no one else was doing it, Lucy and I still would be, and I’d still be writing the way I do…so as much as we’re all in it together, I know that some people will find something that suits them better and they will go and do that. We don’t mind, as long as they succeed, and the CM was a stepping stone on their path to finding their mountain and climbing the fucking thing. In that sense, whether or not people ‘get it’, is obsolete.

Are you any closer to having the abandoned church property with the cemetery?

Haha, no, not that particular one…we got an email from the company selling it on the behalf of the Church of England and they said the Bishop of the Diocese of Salisbury had looked at our website and felt we were unsuitable tenants and contrary to the beliefs of the CofE! We don’t mind really, we’ll find a rundown old shack to work out of eventually, church or not. We have a long history with the church and I’m sure we’ll have many run ins in the future. Flag of Christ and Flag of Lucifer and all that…

What were your thoughts behind the titles of the following workouts?

Some of these will seem quite weird, but, here we go,

Sword Swallower the 3rd – Me and Lucy were writing one of the workouts, I remembered that it made me gag and retch and so…I named it after what it would feel like to swallow a sword…

Hammer of the Witches – the name of the Malleus Maleficarum, the witch hunting book ‘written’ by the two illiterate idiot Catholics in the Middle Ages. I don’t know…I think it was a Warhammer reference.

Poisoned Mead – another reference to gagging or retching, I remembered when I watched a friend of ours eating San Pedro cactus he’d foolishly mixed with lemon juice and heaving as he chewed on it. So, suffering and pain for a subsequent spiritual experience, pain for pleasure, etc.

Hindu Kush – named after the type of Indica marijuana that comes from the (obviously) Hindu Kush mountains in India/Pakistan/Afghanistan. I think it was a reference to how sleepy and sluggish I felt after the workout, probably an endorphin rush mixed with the workout knackering me.

Return of the King – so, the last workout in the book, the 100th, I knew it’d be called RotK before I even wrote it. It doesn’t actually bear much reference to the workout, but I kept it anyway. We’ve altered it for the hardback edition, made it harder.

While writing the Legion of the Black Flame book, are you personally testing the workouts before they are scribed? Could you write about one or two of them here?

I won’t say an awful lot about the Legion of the Black Flame as it could alter drastically before it comes out, but it’s essentially a booklet for the Praetorians. We’ve never entertained that 90% of the users of CM will even get to Praetorian, let alone maintain it, so those who do should be ‘initiated’ into the upper/deeper mysteries of the Centurion Method. It will be freely available to anyone who wants to buy it, but most CM practitioners will probably quietly close it, put it on their bookshelf and never read it again…it is pretty out there. I’m determined to get people going further than they’ve ever gone before, repeatedly, so the workouts are fucking insane. We didn’t really mention it in the Training Manual but the Praetorian level of fitness is the same as a Paratrooper in the British Army, so it makes sense that we take it to the next logical step, which is SAS, Special Forces, SBS, Pathfinder kind of shit, full on immersion workouts…one of them involves climbing a mountain four times, another is simulating carrying a 25kg flag pole (as a Roman standard bearer did) for a 5-30 mile run, depending on what the dice say. It’s not for everyone.

I really enjoy the primal routines from the back of the manual, will there be more of this or advanced yoga in the new book?

We’ve got a 100% primal, yoga focused book on the back burner so we’ve been putting off adding any strictly primal workouts to the Praetorian book. It doesn’t really apply to what the Praetorian is, by that point if you aren’t doing yoga every day to flex and stretch your physical and spiritual muscles then something is seriously wrong, and you WILL burn out. Yoga is something quite close to our heart, so I know Lucy would agree with me when I say it’s almost becoming something extra to CM, we don’t want it to become a shambolic ‘quick I’ll do some yoga’ before or after a workout. It should be a

discipline every Berserker or Spearwife is spending some serious time on. Yoga is everything rolled into one school, it’s been bastardised by middle aged stay at home wives who lived through the 60’s and think it’s all peace and love…for me it couldn’t be further from the truth. I see yoga as something warriors do to keep limber and toned for battle. Much in the same way as tea drinking was for the Samurai, there’s nothing effeminate about drinking tea out of a tiny cup or meditating for three hours when your body is covered in blood and soot…

Are you in touch with the runic system, and do you practice seid or other talismanic meditation and stadhagaldr?

I am aware of the runic system and Lucy and I intersperse our routines with some of Paul’s rune postures and vibrations from the Stadhagaldr book but we’ve kind of put that on the back burner as well as we utterly loathe drop shipping as we call it, finding out about something we’d be interested in and just giving it a go and then never looking at it again. We need to include new things slowly into our own process so that it engrains naturally and fluidly, otherwise it just feels strange. As for seidr and the runes as a functioning magical system, I wouldn’t say I use them in an orthodox fashion, I am a bit of an Indo-European integrationist so I find myself using Tantric systems of meditation, with rune casts and then interpreting my magick through a Babylonian/Egyptian kind of Tarot like lens. It’s probably a leftover from Crowley, but I don’t necessarily believe in keeping things utterly Germanic, or totally indigenous either way. If I were to do that it’d have to be all Welsh/Wessex traditional, so I’d be out in the woods standing on one leg under a hazel tree with a faery stone tied to my face and a patch over my left eye, which I did do for a while, but I’m not elitist when it comes to magick…as you can see.

Your thoughts on Buddhism?

This shouldn’t be as interesting a question as it is, but I find Buddhsim both enthralling and disgusting. I adore Siddhartha by Herman Hesse, and I actually found that book infinitely more beautiful than any orthodox Buddhist text I had read. I’m interested in what would probably be called esoteric Buddhism, the practice of the Tibetan llamas and more folkish traditions of the Tibetan and Nepalese people mixed in with the less orthodox schools. I suppose that’s more of a focus on the cultural Tantra mingling in with the Buddhism, I’m especially fond of the Siddhas and the Rishis, and all the superhuman characteristics and exploits of the Tantric masters, throwing shit at people and eating corpses and going on ten thousand year sex marathons that actually only last a few minutes. That to me is much more where the truth lies, in an Aghora/Sadhu kind of interpretation of the orthodox. I have a fondness for Brahminic literature and I adore the Vedic rituals and the Vedas themselves, but they quite clearly spawned the orthodox Buddhism of the blind, bald, half naked ascetic Buddha which people seem to adore. I’m just troubled by the similarity between the idiot Buddha people like to worship and Christ, the two go hand in hand, weakness, metaphysics that worships a life extra to this one, focus on this life as a miserable existence of death and pain and martyrdom. Going full circle that’s why I loved Siddhartha as a book, when he realises at the end that Nirvana is here and now, that the attainment of godhead and unity with ‘other/absolute/non’ is THIS life, that to me is the point to Buddhism. Ironically, Buddha said the same thing, “finger pointing at the moon” and “mistaking the raft for the shore”.

What have you studied throughout your life, did you take any professional courses? Or has it all been self study through books/encyclopedias/gilds etc.

I won’t go into the pointless study at school or college, because we can all agree that the majority of what they call education is simply an exercise in training someone to remember facts and repeat them during a test. Most recently I took a course in Personal Training which gave me the power to make the Centurion Method exactly as I saw it, without the fear that I was doing something wrong or designing the programs wrong. I now have the ability to PT people either in person or through the Method itself, which is a hugely powerful tool.

Outside of the Centurion Method, I’m entirely self-taught. If we’re talking about writing, or art, or poetry, I’ve been drawing since I was a child, at least once every week for the last 20 years, and I’ve been writing for over a decade. I used to write short stories for my own amusement then delete them, just to test my vocabulary and I always write books about my experiences, what I’m enjoying at that moment in time and then just get rid of them. I’ve probably written in excess of 100 stories in my lifetime, and only ten to twenty have been read. I’ve written a book on witchcraft, a poetry anthology and a collection of short stories, all of which are there for my personal enjoyment and that of some close friends who share my love of Weird Tales style prose.

Eco Warrior: A Dedication

Usually in life, I try to match the progress and changes I make to my personal lifestyle mimic that of nature, that is gradually and effectively, not rushed, like proper organic evolution. But it is also true how nature transforms landscapes, climates, and species survival very quickly at times. It would not be far to call these events rare, like natural ‘disasters’ or ambient effects representing a totality of ecological differences, earthquakes, tornadoes, tsunamis, etc. I have for the most part live with the acceptance that any moment, these paramount effects of the unpredictable wilderness, and expounded upon human nature could very well take me by it’s embrace and teach me lessons, and this is exactly what it is doing right now. I didn’t really expect a complete shift or re-ordering to actually fall into place, but I have had my life seeminly turned ‘right side up’ from the fragments it was lying in before, as if the entire force that provoked it was negentropic. I recently met my mate, and we are engaged in a long distance spirtual relationshop right now, and this has uprooted some deeper fundamentals for me on what I truly want in this existence On my own terms I did some deep thinking and delineated some the illusions of the cyclic existence I still cling to, and am currently making new dedications and new revelations for my futureto know what I have known, by knowing what needs to be known. this post is basically about what I want to effectually become as unity with my life, through learning, experience, &teaching the trifold method of human growth. I have been absorbing a lot of new enlightenment about botany, self-sustainability, rewilding, conservation and biology over the past year or so, and am confident that nature will provide for me what I need. Referring to the title ‘eco-warrior’, here are some of the projects, primal skills, greening, and building operations I want to see take form over the next few years, for brevity we will say 4 years, one year for each season of nature, symbolical of their inheirt powers, struggles (winter), (uprising) spring, (flourishment) summer, & preservation of… (autumn).

Permaculture: Extremely practical right now in an ever hostile urban survival game against industrial dependencies. We are controlled in our actions on just about everything we do in modern day life, just think about it, at least for ‘normal’ people, the food we buy is made a certain way, we don’t control what is in it, our knowledge of natural remedies in limited too none and big name pharmaceutical companies take over the rights to mother nature’s plants and load them with additives that are harmful to us, most even weaken our physiological structure or immunity to disease instead of cure. Gardening is more popular but not yet common enough in every house. The lack of food composting/reusing of processed materials that took valuable earth resources to make creates more waste, and therefore more exploitation to produce new items. Permaculture is about building self-sustainable centres and regenerating fertile land, anything from a eco-farm harvest, or garden sanctuary, managed using old-world methods like animals, by hand, or altering the soil composition of an entire dry eroded hill, helping rainwater back into the ground to make plant oasis. Treeplanting on beaches or clear-cut forests, and knowledge of the fragile rates of regeneration in nature to ensure when harvests are made the land is not ‘killed’ per se.

Rewilding the human species: Becoming forever less tame, away from the psychosomatic shackles of the domestic menial advent of modern progression. Homo sapiens are advanced apes with the ability to choose, this choice is a duality because we can forever decide to let others live out our lives for us and make all our decisions by sacrficing our will, or take immediate control of our primal needs, and responsibilities. To live closer to nature ‘off the grid’. Making homemade clothes, learning primal hunting skills, making weapons, enriching an appreciation for all species of the earth, not just the glorified ones, increasing a tolerance for the elements, embracing the inner animal. People are creatures of habit, being cycled through the fourfold circuit of dependability, hyper-emotional, territorial, and ego states, and not able to adapt ourselves to what lies beneath all this, reality, and what is truth.

Cabin building: I am very inspired by many people, from several different time periods on the methods of cabin building. The Wolves of Vinland in Northern Virginia, a neo-tribe of heathens, who spent time constructing cabins on their land Ulfheim. When I read Walden by Thoreau, his modest visions of life in his cabin caused a revelation in my perception of shelter, and what is really necessary. I don’t intend to become any sort of hermit type, but want to learn building skills, both modern and ancient over the next couple years to build a cabin(s) in the future. I don’t need a luxury 3 story house with all the modern conveniences to be satisfied like some, this is just a class race and does not have any means for enhancing the quality of life. I have spent time in cabins before, weeks at a time experimenting what it is to be without technology, and barely have any fancy things at all right now. I would like to try out different styles, like Asian style feng shui, Native, Modern dual or tri rooms, most likely in Scandinavia. To substitute electricity, would be a solar alternative, and lake filtration or deep well.

Animal husbandry: Ever since setting my eyes on livestock at very young in the northern towns of Ontario, I wanted to work on a farm, feeding goats, sheep, steer, etc. My knowledge of animals is mostly behavioural and biological, but through my spirituality and light-shamanism using totemic bonds, I am always building stronger core relationship with other species. We live on the same planet, yet some act as if they are unwelcome intruders and exploit them as if they owned them. Humankind’s general ignorance of our faunic ancestors, and sentient counterparts has become ever worse since they became ‘unimportant’. I wish to live in harmony with, protect and learn from livestock, but also the exotic kinds that live in different bioregions. Also to treat them as ethically as possible if the means for them would be travel, or agriculture, like using horses instead of gas vehicles, goats for milk, and ox/yak instead of mechanized field machines. I always get when I see a new animal in the wild, even if it is just an insect or miniature fish.

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Conservation: My own studies of biolgy, which have opened many new portals of scholarly discipline of anything related to life (minus our kind), from zoology, microbiology, behaviour, evolution, ethology, but perhaps most practical and deeply interesting for me is conservation. I desire to keep on protecting, maintaining and create rich landscapes and habitats, where flora/fauna/fungus can thrive. These, without so many ecological wounds like habitat segregation, deforestation, reaping, irrigation for dams, slaughter. pet trade, medical research, fashion, etc. These so called ‘beneficial’ practices are in fact the most dangerous to upsetting the natural balance of nature, the most immediate causes for suffering, and also extinction. It is deeply important to me to keep all of this from happening and for this it involves massive movements not only myself and my mate. Protest groups, activists, animal welfare or rehabilition, sanctuaries, scientists all have a their own niche in driving the nails into the heart of the ‘animal enterprises’, sport hunting, logging and factory farming that are supported by capitalist government regimes globally. I align myself with these groups and ideologies, not strictly to rebel, but most importantly to connect and I would be doing it even if conservation was uncommon. People are more likely to save what they find beautiful, and what they know so the increase in awareness. Thus, I continue to write journals/books/and join or support groups for this cause. Related to all this see my other post https://aferalspirit.wordpress.com/2012/10/21/worshippers-of-terra/

The statements made are for the now, but the meaning is flowing. Also now after finding my mate I am discovering new ways or personal reflection than I did on my own. None of this can be done without the self, love, and for those that deserve it, and this would be the last thing to add to the list, to love more. I did an earth meditation tonight again to dedicate myself further to these things, and it will be interesting to see the progress in a few years from now.

Bioregional Atavism: RWLDNG & Human interraction instead of interferrence

I just finished reading quite a tome on the concept and practice of Rewilding, written by Dave Foreman, who is also a member of Earth First. Invented as a ideology and standpoint towards nature and the conservational biology of diverse life and landscape, “a method based on “cores, corridors, and carnivores.” The book is not only a praxis for the protection of the nature that modern folk know. It truly delves into the organic constituents of all this is natural and wild. The term wilderness in Old English means “self-willed land”, and wildeor is “self willed beast”. I consider it a tome because of the immensity of research, reflection, and scientific value it contains. Never have I been so profoundly affected by such an enlightened sharing of entelechy since I attained my copy of The Origin of the Species, or The Ancestor’s Tale. It is officially entitled Rewilding North America, and portrays in 3 main chapters the Good News, the Bad News, & Taking Action, each are subdivided into different ideas, ontological history of different time areas and the changes in nature that occurred, extinction crises, statistics of animal populations, ecological wounds, conservation efforts, and eco-friendly approaches for our evolving mankind.

Foreman is a true scholar, and doesn’t leave out the harmful disassociation that people have  acquired for our surrounding landscapes in modern times. There is a general egregorical mindstate that has been adopted by the masses that says, I don’t need to do anything about the earth, because someone else will for me. This is not the case for everyone, but at the time of when this book was written, methinks it is possibly the turning around from the natural entropy we have been experiencing, and more persons are now realizing through art, music, writings, guilds, conservation projects, etc. that there is an inherit need as sentient beings to protect the sacred. We are human animals, what I will call faunic homosapiensis and we are the nature we are affecting so strongly. With tools, companies, governments and destructive wills, our landscapes and less evolved ancestors are suffering.

The first chapter entails a huge amount of insight into how exactly our kind has damaged nature since the neolithic times. It is a misconception that the downfall of wildness only began after the spread of native Europeans. With intimate clarity, and striking resemblance to the harsh practices going on in our generation, Foreman reiterates the wounds. It can be described as depressing, yet vital for self-knowledge of the earth we live on. Ranging from hunting and trapping to habitat fragmentation to logging and industry to ecological health diffusion to introduction of non-native species to pollution. Each one is methodically analyzed and poured out in a non-sympathetic way, with all good reason. This part is really about an awakening to how much our evolution has changed negatively. All of them relating, to a distancing from our primal skills, and instead relying on new technologies, greed, corporate gain, and increasing luxury or convenience. Through these, taking advantage of our minds and using them in extremely negative ways.

The second chapter follows on the blazed trails of several conservation groups, naturalist protectors, public protests, and the exegesis of how to actually preserve with what we have available to us. A respectable amount of stories and purposes of different groups reflects the positive changes that we have induced towards returning low human interaction areas and park lands to their pure state of sustainment, or at least as close as possible. It is as if each sentence in the book would have actually taken weeks or months of research to even state with any assurance at all, yet it portrays how the modern efforts of nature lovers are forcing the depletion of resources and exploitations to a grinding stop. Much is conversed on the biological trophic pyraminds found at the heart of any ecosystem. That is, the interaction of flora and fauna in the place and how one can damage the other if you alter its natural pattern. For instance the way that wolves keep the elk at stable populations in Yellowstone, the elk in turn keep grazing at a minimum and the willow plants continue to thrive. If wolf are removed, elk increase and the plants die. This mutual connection that species have with others is linked in the ways we choose to exploit for ourselves. Because of the quick moving minds, and stasis or ignorance of most persons, still there is not enough of how seemingly harmless actions can be when continued over and over. We tend to think only in short time spans, and nature shifts over several generations of life, and great epochs.

Helpful maps are presented to show where certain land types are located, how animals correlate to them, and how they are changing by us. A term he uses, `permeable landscapes`is one of the most important factors of biocoservation efforts right now, and is basically the use of linkages in migrations routes on lands that may have less than adequate habitation conditions for carnivores or even birds, aquatic animals and insects to thrive. By creating the adaptations in the landscape, it enables species to travel, disperse their genes, and survive when their previous patch of forest, ocean, desert, or riparian area has been exhausted.

Rewilding is closely related to sustainability, because it does not only entail focus on making things better temporarily, it is about keeping the health of those changes evident and refining them. The practices of rewilding is a lifestyle choice, and can be a vector towards alternative energies even for urbanized regions. To learn from nature, and script it back into the books of our existence.
There are some really impactful documentaries I have unearthed as well that you might want to check out at your own interest. All of these revolving around Rewilding, Wilderness Survival, Animism, & Biostudies that can be found online. See: Rewilding Predators, Human Planet, Survivorman, Land Of The Lost Wolves, Man Vs. Wild & If A Tree Falls.

Finding Nature & Re:Wilding (Cleansing The Human Domestic)

“Rewilding is about overcoming human domestication and returning to behavior inherent in human wildness. Though often associated with primitive skills. and learning knowledge of wild plants and animals. It emphasizes the development of the senses and fostering deepening personal relationships with members of other species and the natural world. Rewilding intends to create permanently wild human cultures beyond domestication”

There is an underlying concept in most of you who appreciate and long for nature’s true embrace in this modern age. It is not a dogma or religion but an atavistic approach to living called Rewilding. Re: because I believe we have indeed surpassed the point in time when our connection to the nature is now… unnatural. In this poisoned world, especially in the last couple decades, the human breed is taught to worship materialism, false values, lies, career, and religion instead of flourishing with our inherit animistic needs or tendencies towards integration with nature. This is a true struggle for some who either feel the inspiration within them, and cannot find an outlet to express themselves, like those living in suburbia and industrialized areas. Or for those who are in the right climate for their being to grow, but are confused as to how to go further than the cult of nature walks on the weekend or sitting through a wildlife documentary. Thus, I am collecting just an arrangement of ideas, practices, spiritual means, and actions the individual can take to nourish the seeds within themselves to become more of a animistic creature, or at least more understanding and respectful of our biological place within nature.

I: Know your fauna and flora

Specially if you live in a rural region, you can find field guides to local animals, plants, and fungi at libraries or acquire cheap thrift editions for yourself. Get to know the different life that thrives in your area, the relationships between the animals to the plants to the mushrooms, and the habitations each one lives in. Memorize some of the species common and scientific names. There are a copious amount of wild herbs that are edible, that can be found from railway tracks to the deep forest, though beware of poisonous kinds. These can also be used for ayurvedic and healing purposes as natural remedies. It is far better to use organic sources to cure yourself, than processed drugs and medicines from a pharmacy! You shall find the more knowledge you acquire of other life, the more interesting it becomes.

II: Wanderlust

Give yourself a reason to put time aside for nature walks. Either take to the beaches, woodlands, lakes and ponds, mountains, fields or anywhere that seems special for you. It is a deep psychological comfort to be surrounded by nature in the midst of an a stressful existence of distraction. This will bring peace to your mind, and humans need and crave new experience. Do not let the time of day or the weather keep you content to your abode. Do as does the vagabond who travels not in the direction of paved highways, but on the unmarked roads to cultured regions. Not for the sake of travel, but for an escape from your confined space. wander to virgin pathways un-trodden by thine own boots; in the latest hours of the night and see what is has to offer.

III: Primitive & Practical Skills

Tool making, growing and cabin building are supreme ways to be self-sustaining. If you have wild fantasies of living in a cabin, one can attempt at small shelter building. Start with natural shelters using logs in the woods to practice. You can take woodcraft courses in college, and even find basic prints online for small one room cabins. This is truly all one needs. It would be wise to also dig a cellar to keep food cold. All the conveniences in modern life can be altered with a modest life. Take a shower in the rain, or construct a bed from wood planks and furs. Manage a garden with organic food. This promotes the act of actually growing what you eat and knowing where it came from, and less wasting. If you carve, you can craft your own knives, and furniture. If you can sew, try to customize your clothes using thrift store garb, or old materials.

IV: Shed Creativity

If you discover a wellspring of artistic or creative talent, you can vent it in such ways that incorporate nature. If you are morbid like myself, and like to collect bones, fur, skulls, and teeth and made them into talismans and jewelry, this is an ideal way to focus your mind on a task. It enhances your concentration and grows an appreciation for animal after their death, not only in life. You can also pour out your mind onto canvas or sketchbook, and dream up fantastical landscapes or unique portrayals of animals. Nature photography instills new methods of seeing existence, and is loved by all. The self-satisfaction that one receives from individual creation is rarely matched. Or if you have a lot on your mind, you can write books on nature.

V: Alternate Travel

Others might living in places that they are legally aloud to ride horses, like in farmland. This is something I long to do in my lifetime, and would rather never own a car if I don’t need to. Horses can be a social comfort as well, and there is more enjoyment in riding than driving in traffic. Horses are high-maintenance animals but are worth the trade off to a rather unreliable vehicle that breaks down.

VI: Spiritual

Spirituality is a vector to those adept few that can grasp most of what I already mentioned with ease and seek something potent to enhance an already earthy lifestyle. It can be practice in many forms and is personalized to each being in the course that it is taken. Neo-shamanism is an active part of natural culture, and can be used for deep social experiences, or transcending the consciousness into other realms. Meditation and ritual serves a powerful force to control the material and immaterial balance of energy that is contained within and without us. To go deep inside yourself and know what you are, just seems logical as a starting point before making any decision in life.