Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Photo Essay: Saltsjöbaden


One fine day (well for about an hour) recently I thought I'd get some sea air and maybe take some photos. I decided to go to Saltsjöbaden, a seaside suburb of Stockholm and the last stop on the lokalbana from Slussen.

The water was sparkling, like small blue crystals, around Slussen. The man in black didn't care.

Autumn light on a mechanics shop.

The rush of trees and train.

Who lives here I wonder? I love their garden.

Stopping at the station. Nobody waiting.

Where is everybody? 

It's hard to believe this is a really popular summer place. Full of people eating ice creams, sunbaking, sailing and swimming.

Boats are being brought in, preparing for the winter of snow and ice.

Almost the only person I saw at the sea.

Aside from a few mothers pushing their prams vigorously.

While the cabins stand deserted.

Silent Saltsjöbaden

Read more about Saltsjöbaden on the Best beaches of Stockholm 2 post. 




Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Musing about Mushrooms



I know it's been mushroom season (peak season autumn) in Sweden for a while but I haven't particularly noticed it. I was one of those suburban children who was told by their mother never to pick mushrooms as they might be poisonous. So I never did. They would be filtered out of my view as I walked through the bush or the forest. I enjoyed eating them but roaming about feasting on the forest freely was not something I did. Up until recently, when I noticed these huge brightly spotted mushrooms on the ground.

Swedish variety eating mushrooms range from the porcini and golden chanterelle to the lesser known parasol mushroom and false saffron milk-cap. But this particular mushroom I found out later is the fly agaric mushroom. Sacred to Siberian shamans (healers) who use it to communicate and visit the spirit world. It’s a mushroom that causes hallucinations basically.

Simon G Powell in his book ‘Sacred Ground’ (2011) says that the shamanic use of fly agaric diffused out of Russia and while some peoples gradually came to reject the mushroom, others embraced its effects. Perhaps the Scandinavians he suggests. As about 1000BC you find artistic representations of mushrooms on Swedish, Norwegian and Danish Bronze Age objects. These objects depict the mushroom in a way that suggests it was an object of worship. Perhaps an fly agaric worshipping cult similar to those in Siberia according to Powell.

 Spiral patterns on a bronze age shield, Denmark.

I don't know about you but when I was young eating ‘magic’ mushrooms was quite common amongst certain types of people. University students doing arts degrees in my experience. And it's probably still the same. It was the end of the hippy era I suppose and there was still this idea around that you could discover some profound truth about yourself and the world by taking hallucinogenics.

People went to Bali, took some magic mushrooms and sat on the beach and saw God or so they thought.

Powell suggests this idea is directly the result of the cultural influence of R. Gordon Wasson’s 1957 article ‘The Discovery of Mushrooms that Cause Strange Visions’ in Life Magazine. It was the first ever personal account written by a Westerner describing the extraordinary psychological effects of sacred mushrooms. It's an interesting read.

One thing I do know is that you do not need any drug or substance to contact the spirit world or connect with nature. Prayer is one very underrated and unfashionable method. Emanuel Swedenborg (1688-1772) the Swedish scientist, philosopher and mystic regularly visited the spirit world without taking drugs and it’s covered in quite a few of his books. You can also visit the spirit world when you sleep and I’ve heard fascinating stories about people who’ve used ‘lucid dreaming’ to have various spiritual experiences. It’s how to interpret it all that is key.

And for that you need experience and guidance. The same goes with mushrooms.