The Spirit Of Alcohol
I talked quite openly about the spiritual background I could see. From my perspective alcohol is like an entity – a spirit in this sense. In Germany, we even refer to it as “Spirituosen” when we talk about alcohol in general and it has the Latin word “spiritus” in its root or radical. So, in my opinion, he is kind of possessed.
In his ancient Native American tradition, there should be a remedy to treat that kind of illness. I recommended to him that he should have a sweat lodge ceremony to free himself. That at least could be a good start of a process which might take the rest of his life.
In the end, we didn’t know whether this encounter was instigated by the universe in a way that we had been chosen to give our humble part to direct Birten in the right direction, or whether he just mirrored our own unconscious addictions. Anyhow this meeting is still stuck in my mind and makes me wonder. I felt so much sympathy for his persona because I could feel the honest and kind soul he is.
Later on, other locals gathered to our little circle and we had some nice conversations. It was a great start of our journey we continued the next day. The landscape shifted from flatland to the typical view of mountaintops when you are approaching the Rockies. We proceeded westbound and for the next two days, we were able to set up camp at friends of Jens. For example, we slept one night at a fellow called Brad Smiley in Creston. His personality totally matched his name. A really nice guy we spent the evening with.