The Spirit of Finland, Pohjola and the Northern Wisdom

Today we gathered again to speak about the spirit of Finland.

And immediately the question arises, what is Finland actually?

Is it the borders, and if so, which ones? My roots today lie on the Russian side of the border, so am I even Finnish? Or is Finland something deeper than political lines drawn across the land?

Perhaps it is closer to the idea used in the regenerative earth movement, the concept of bioregions. Regions formed not by national laws, but by watersheds, landscapes and ecosystems. When looked at this way, the larger bioregion stretches far beyond modern Finland. It includes parts of Sweden and Norway, and in the east extends toward the Ural mountains. Karelia, for example, which once was deeply part of this land, now lies outside Finland’s borders, yet culturally and energetically it is still part of the same living field.

For me, Finland cannot be reduced to borders. It is a mixture of tribal memory, bioregional belonging, and something deeper still.

At the heart of it is consciousness. Spirit.

This is why I have been so curious and drawn into the sessions where we attempt to listen to this wisdom directly from the ether. We held one of these gatherings in Koli, and the results were extraordinary. Veli Keitel did a tremendous job crystallizing what emerged through our work.

We have been using the method developed by Sakari Pulkkinen, the Cosmic Kitchen, which has turned out to be a surprisingly powerful tool for channeling larger collective entities.

So the question remains.

What is Finland for me personally?

It is a very particular kind of quiet. Not emptiness, but the kind of silence that rests on deeper knowing.

It is resilience, but not merely pushing through difficulty. It is something more ancient. Something we call sisu, a rooted willpower that grows from remembering.

And perhaps from remembering something like Sampo.

But what is Sampo?

In Kalevala it is this mystical device that can create abundance and bring prosperity, something almost like the Holy Grail of the North. Myötäpäiväiset speak about it too, though in their own way. Personally, I resonate with their direction.

For me Sampo is not a physical machine.

It is a field.

It is something connected to our soul essence, something that emerges when we truly come together. When that connection happens, something extraordinary appears between people. A living field that can produce abundance, creativity and entirely new possibilities.

I have witnessed this happening in a few remarkable groups recently. The synergy becomes almost tangible. Käsinkosketeltava. You can nearly touch it.

Together we become more than the sum of our parts.

But Finland for me is also something very simple and very ancient.

It is the natural order of things.

The kind of wisdom that comes from being connected not only to people and places, but to animals, minerals, rocks, waters, winds, and stars. Everything participates in the field.

Clear waters are deeply written into my system. Something I find myself missing while traveling. The lakes, the purity of the water, the quiet flow of rivers.

This is something Finland must protect.

Too many of our tribal resources have already been sold away for short-term capitalistic gain. But I believe this will change.

There is something in the northern spirit that remembers balance.

I also feel that our tribal heritage carries a special role. Finland has always existed between worlds, between East and West, never fully belonging to either.

This position has shaped something in us.

We are a kind of bridge.

Our shamanic nature appears in many forms. Not only through drumming or traveling between worlds in traditional ways, but also through the ability to mediate, to hold different realities at the same time.

There is also a particular capacity to see larger patterns. To connect dots that others may not immediately see.

This ability calls us toward something.

Toward helping people regenerate. Toward reminding others about the importance of rest.

Nature, sauna, lakes, forests, silence.

Forest bathing, immersion in landscape, deep quiet in quartz-filled northern hills.

These are not luxuries.

They are medicine.

And perhaps Finland has the landscape and the cultural memory needed to create spaces where people can reconnect with their soul song. Spaces where the essence of a person can re-emerge naturally.

Places of remembrance.

Anyone who feels the call could come there.

So in many ways, this is my Finland. My northern spirit speaking through me, connecting me back to the land that raised me.

To be honest, the last couple of years in Finland have been very difficult for me. Watching the old systems collapse has sometimes felt like drinking concrete. A slow and painful process.

But distance brings perspective.

From afar I can see that much of this needed to happen.

Last year I had a vision.

In the vision the spirit of Finland was moving through a birthing canal.

Not dying, but being born.

Around the same time I heard that a group of people had held a symbolic funeral for Finland.

This made me curious.

If this is the death of something old, then what kind of rebirth is coming?

There has long been a strange prophecy connected to the North.

Helena Blavatsky once spoke about it, telling Countess Constance Wachtmeister that in difficult times, when even the seekers of truth become confused, the light will come from the North, particularly from Finland. Later Pekka Ervast developed this idea further, speaking about the North as a kind of “White Kingdom,” a place where a deeper truth could emerge.

Whether one takes such prophecies literally or not is perhaps not the point.

What matters is that something in the northern lands still carries a quiet, ancient wisdom.

A wisdom that does not shout.

A wisdom that waits.

And perhaps, slowly, the spirit of Pohjola is remembering itself again.

I would be interested to hear from everyone, what arises when you feel into Finland and the Northern Spirit? Please share in the comments🥰