To me, the greatest problem we face as European people, is the one that exists between our men and women – the ability to relate to one another. This single issue is the reason for our present state of decline, low birth rates and division. Here is where the enemy has driven the wedge as deep as possible.

I write this on the eve of going to a meeting full of women, in order to discuss Norwegian history, Scandinavian spirituality and European heritage. The invite came from a woman that has forty years of teaching Anglo-Saxon spiritual traditions. Before attending, I know I will be surrounded by ladies I’ve known for twenty some years – several of them got to see me make some extremely boneheaded decisions as a very young man. Still, I find it a bit of a honor and a heavy responsibility to be discussing these topics with them.

This is a pleasant turn from where my mind was at nearly half a year ago.

During late December, I was first introduced to MGTOW (Men Going Their Own Way), after a series of women in my life began to behave – from my perspective – badly. Someone suggested looking at the men’s rights movement for answers. While I did grow up with a house full of women, I was also raised with very strong male role models. Hunting, fishing and horse riding were expected, along with standard farm duties. So when I started to have issues understanding what was going on with the women in my life, the MGTOW movement seemed to offer some answers.

What I failed to see wasn’t that there wasn’t a problem with ‘women’ per sey, but a generational issue (one based on expectation and communication). The area I live in is an extremely competitive environment, most of the women I’m exposed to are generally 5, 10 to 15 years my junior. By the time they came across my path, the current Marxist system has had them firmly in it’s fetid grasp.

Were they all this ridiculous, I asked? Was it worth it? Still, I wanted to get to the root of the problem.

MGTOW offers various psychological hacks in order to control, deal with and understand women. Some of it is well founded. However, the mind set of most of these men didn’t rhyme with what I was familiar with. Most weren’t business owners, veterans or community leaders. Many were dedicated to the bachelor life style – few were fathers, uncles or even dealing with children. Basically, the cycle goes like this; work hard, make money, play video games, get bored, go bag a woman, kick her out in the morning, don’t return her calls – repeat cycle. To me, this was a very dangerous ideology. Just like feminism, it seemed to isolate the men from their very own natural ally; women.

As a philosophy, the end goal appears to be become an aging bachelor, with tons of money, no family and the solemn guarantee to be taking a dirt nap alone.

‘Well laid’ is not a path of fulfillment – it’s simply another cul-de-sac on the way.

However, as my growing racial awareness began to take hold, I was pleased to see ‘white nationalism’ as a possible venue to help rectify the issues of the current age. It held (and continues to hold) a deep sense promise. Still, it’s not without its own downfalls in regards to male and female relations.

In his 2010 (rev. 2013) article, “Where are the women? Why Women Reject White Nationalism” [Ref], Hunter Wallace addresses this key issue. To sum it up, the point he makes is that women don’t like to be around men that are constantly engaged in negative self talk and taking the defeatist position of ‘weez all gonna die’. That makes alot of sense to me. Women like confidence. Insistently pointing out the negative doesn’t work for them – they need a bit of hope. A better position would be that of the tribalist, “Yes, we are facing a huge problem here, but I love you enough I’m willing to lay down my life to save you – and I’d be happy to do it!” [Ref]

Men are typified by their willingness to face death and danger, the best do this without hesitation. The great do it after knowing the danger and follow through anyway.

In the paradox of life, we see that the willingness to die for something seems to also instill a chance of surviving death itself – be that literally, spiritually or genetically. This is the central attitude which one must have during the symbolic ‘hero’s journey’. The ability to simultaneously regard and disregard death, appears to be a trait that the current system has tried to breed out of men. Ironically, it’s this very level of strength and confidence most men need in order to attract a mate.

Love what you do, do it well and be willing to die doing it. During the shake-down of going on the Quest, you’ll find the one you were meant to love. Wasn’t this the way legends put it?

As stated though, neither MGTOW or sheer White Nationalism (in it’s classical American sense), seemed to answer any more of my questions in regards to why women weren’t seeing the dangers facing us as European people in this American ‘melting pot’. Both seemed to be divisive and derisive of women, to assume any other position would guarantee one the label of the ‘lowly white knight’. [Ref]. Women were ‘the main problem’ according to many within MGTOW and WN.

Something in that position didn’t seem to ring true to me.

During the midst of my mental turmoil this past winter, I was made aware of the interview between Lana Lokteff, Sinéad and Megan Elisabeth (“European Preservation: Women, Children & Parenting” – Radio 3 Fourteen [Ref]). The former two need no introduction to the readers here, the latter is a Norwegian kinswoman who also has a metal band. I think that single discussion changed my complete perspective on how I would deal with the women in my own community. Just knowing a group of women were thinking about the same problems gave me a bit of hope.

Stated, I quit blaming them or myself for the problems we were experiencing here and dismissing the women in my life for failing to see the ‘obvious problems’ our American society creates.

Well, like all good journeys, one starts within – what was I doing wrong … and more importantly, what could I do better?

The traditional three functions of men in our European societies seems to be that of the Warrior, Farmer and Poet. In short, the functions of defense, growing and communication were essential to survival. As an infantry veteran, musician and Wordsworth inductee, I’m familiar with two of those rungs. Growing needed a little practice. My own attempt at doing a garden this year was laughable, but it yielded results.

The side effect of my gardening misadventure was that the women in my neighborhood noticed what I was doing. For some reason, it made all the difference to see a man actually growing and caring for things. We’ve had a high deal of crime here over the last few months due to racial tensions, so they know the other side of me. However, growing stuff made them open up. For some reason, it made me approachable.

And they have.

Yes I can kill and be willing to die, but can I truly live? That was the question I was needing to have asked.

It is indeed well and good to sing the praises of Valhalla, die valiantly and go onto the glorious mead hall, but what about after the battle? What about life? Even the All Father threw everything into one glorious battle, thought he would win and lost it all anyway. For his pretentiousness, he was kicked out of Asgard and had to go on his own journey of self discovery. While he was dethroned, he learned a lot; he learned that life wasn’t just about fighting battles or dealing out death to one’s enemies, it was about living life. [Ref]

It was also about the journey back to being one’s authentic self. Simply put, Odin had forgotten the greatest part of himself.

As men, we have been predefined by an alien system, thus making us equally ‘alienated’ from the women that bore us into this world. We have forgotten who we are. Like Odin, the All Father, we are on this journey of self discovery, enlightenment and authenticity. Instead of facing this process with a sense of undue urgency and defeatism, maybe, perhaps, the way forward is to look on with a sense of wonder, grace and expectation.

What good men shall we become on the other side of this, what noble, glorious souls will emerge from this process? One can only wonder … and hope.

We should thank our enemies for this gift because we had forgotten who we are, our path and what is worth fighting for in the end. Their ugliness, lies and deceit are just a mirror for what we should not be or become. On that point we should be grateful, offer some form of salutation and then enter into the fray.

I enjoyed the young man that recently inspired us to look at this from a standpoint of European tribalism, and not just nationalism. He pointed out where we were failing. Nations are born up from tribes. A tribe is something all can relate to – not the PC version of a tribe – but as a unit, one comprised of families, friends and communities. Starting small seems to be the better and only answer here.

But where best to begin? What is the right way to go?

Those questions aren’t answered by MGTOW or sheer White Nationalism – but within our own circles, family and friends.

I’ll end it there. My hope is to inspire others to keep on going, living and growing.

Hope your day is well wherever you are.