The summer is still hanging on even though it’s about to be fall. It has been the hottest September in 160 years here in Sweden. I absolutely loathe heatwaves. I miss rainy days, dark clouds, stormy weather, grey skies and fresh air. But I guess these are the last days of summer.
I watched a great documentary on Netflix yesterday – “Holy Hell”, about a charismatic spiritual teacher who formed a cult in California in the 80’s, called “Buddafield” and the filmmaker was documenting the events and lives of the members, with his camera, during his 22 years with the cult. I am very creeped out by most religious beliefs and spirituality that is based on a leader (a God or a teacher) and the submission of his followers. People might think I’m into religious spirituality because I’m writing so much about the inner core and how to embrace the inner world. But I’m not. I am so not into that at all.
When you hear religious or spiritual people talk about being filled with light and energy from reaching some kind of spiritual ecstasy, they always describe an “out of body experience”, like the spirit has been liberated from the physical body. To me this is the opposite of what I want to experience. For a person who has been dealing with PTSD for two decades, and a dissasociative disorder, where you separate your mind from your body to survive traumatic experiences and memories, there is nothing holy or liberating about the out of body experience.
Once you start to protecting yourself with the dissasociative state, it is hard to go back to experiencing things with both body and mind connected. I still separate myself at times, even though I’m not going through another trauma. I separate during sex. In arguments. In situations where I don’t feel safe.
This is also visible in my art from a year that was particular hard for me – where I only created octopuses. An octopus doesn’t have a body, only a big head with tentacles dangling underneath:
From my old blog:
3 thoughts on “Holy Hell”
yes I’m ready for some cold dark damp weather i need clouds and thunder and lots of lighting
and like in the frankenstein films i can go outside and shout I,M ALIVE..,,,, HA HA HA…………… just having a mad moment ha ha Stevie
🙂 it was cloudy today!!
I once saw that guy and his minions at a waterfall near Austin, Tx. That scene was always a vivid memory for me, but it took about viewing half of documentary to realize that they were the ones at the waterfall. It clicked when the group moved to Austin. Austin was full of odd groups back then . . . like the Zendiks.
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