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P R Reddall delves into the intersection of spiritual awareness, the tangible evidence of the “god force” in moments of death, and the limitations of man-made portrayals to capture these transformations.

Recently, social media has been awash with first-hand footage of combat. Unsanitised, graphic and violent. Real footage of war has something that Hollywood, with all its millions of dollars, cannot recreate. Even with their best efforts, the killing in Platoon does not offer anywhere near the adrenaline hit as a few seconds of bodycam footage from Israel or Ukraine.

Why is this? Why cannot special effects replicate real death?

The reason is that when the animating god force leaves a body, one can immediately see a change occur in flesh, blood, bone… and especially in the eyes.

…when a person (or indeed an animal) dies, the observer will see that something which was apparent in life ceases to be present in death.

Many years ago, I despised religion as it was taught so poorly in school. Later I found a connection which would lead, via the natural world, to Odinism. After much reading and consideration, I found a path towards awakening and to spiritual awareness, which does not necessarily have to be linked with a particular religion, but in my case the old gods of England showed me the way.

But what I never understood was material atheism. Because when a person (or indeed an animal) dies, the observer will see that something which was apparent in life ceases to be present in death.

A beautiful friend told me that when her grandmother was on her death bed, oblivious to the world around her, the dying lady was told by her daughter that everything was going to be okay. In that exact moment, a single tear fell from the old lady’s eye, and that very evening she passed away.

Some years before, in a hospital bed, in her own room, another elderly lady lay in a coma, dying. She was hanging on by a thread, and her family would visit, then leave. After some time, the nurse tending to her said softly, “You can go if you wish”, and suddenly the hair on the elderly lady’s head flew back on her pillow as if a gust of wind had blow through the windowless room, and in a moment she was gone. This story was told to me by the nurse herself.

The huge buck rabbit I silently observed through my riflescope was a prime specimen, yet he had been living inside the fenced allotment for weeks, residing securely under a thousand-litre water butt, and was destroying our spring crop. He had been asked to leave but had outstayed his welcome and had to go. I had waited since before sunrise and had seen him appear from his bunker. He sniffed the air cautiously and moved slowly through the dewy grass. He paused. I squeezed the trigger. He leapt three feet into the air as the .22 pellet struck his neck. I moved in quickly to ensure he was dead just in time to see the breath leave his body and the light leave his eyes. Whatever gods he worshiped, his spirit was returned to them.

When a human being dies in the comfort of a warm bed, with family at their side, peace and tranquility descends upon the features of the corpse’s face (note that it is said that premature grief expressed by loved ones can hamper the movement of the spirit into the next realm — the spirit must be allowed and encouraged on its way). However, when a man dies violently on the battlefield, shock remains etched upon his features — a frightful expression which no actor can portray.

Spiritual awakening is simply being able to see things that others do not notice. To the atheist, these indicators of a god force may either go unnoticed or be excused with various arguments. Yet one cannot unsee such dramatic components of life and death.

There is nothing like an enemy to fire up the brain, body and spirit in an almighty call to action.

Quantum science shows that one will get what they look for. Search for a particle and a scientist finds a particle; the waveform seeker gets a waveform.

This is the same in everyday life, and so we must always open-mindedly question what we see. This is how we grow and develop our views and beliefs.

It must also be remembered that we are still in the Wolf Age, the Kali Yuga, albeit rising upwards rather than decending deeper. A new awakening is occuring, but man is not yet ready to fully understand the nature of the multiverse. Some take a greater leap forwards in comprehension than others, and these folk are a driving force for this new awakening.

Indeed, we can view the enemies of faith, folk and family as actually aiding us in this awakening. There is nothing like an enemy to fire up the brain, body and spirit in an almighty call to action.

Remember the quantum theory — if you look for an all powerful enemy, that is what you will get. But if you seek an aid to awakening, this is what you will find, spurring you onwards and upwards.

Certainly there is an animating god force. In the Odinic tradition, it can be expressed in the mantra, “Om, Omi, Odin, Om.” “Om” is the primal sound of the universe and “Omi” is an ancient name for Odin, as told in ‘Grimnismal’ or ‘Grimnir’s Sayings’ from the Poetic Edda.


Grimnir they called me at Geirrod’s,

And Ialk at Asmund’s,

And then Kialar, when I pulled the sledge;

Thror at the Assembly,

Vidur in battle,

Oski and Omi, Equal-high and Biflindi,

Gondlir and Harbard among the gods.

[The Poetic Edda, Carolyne Larrington translation]

Thus we find a deep and meaningful expression of primal truth in the myth of our ancestors, which places one on the path towards awakening and brings a deeper and richer reality to the mundane materialism expressed by the atheist.

Death brings one closer to life, and a life well lived brings one closer to the god force within.

Waes hael, be whole.


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P R Reddall

P R Reddall grew up in the industrial midlands, but a love of the countryside saw him move to a small village in the west of England where he presently lives with his wife, three children and dog. Always pagan in his views, he came upon the faith of Odinism in his late teens. It appealed to his sense of natural order and offered a logical folkish lineage to gods and ancestors. He leads a small Odinist hearth, enjoys hikes in the mountains, lifting weights, riding his motorcycle and playing the guitar.

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