Danish Pioneer in Psychedelic Therapy – Jørgen Lumbye’s Life and Legacy

Jørgen in his large library in his apartment in 2009.

🌿 Honoring a Lifelong Teacher and Friend

Some people pass through life quietly. Others leave behind a blazing trail of wisdom, love, and transformation.

Jørgen Lumbye was one of the latter.

For decades, he was my teacher, brother, father figure, and spiritual companion. This tribute is not only a remembrance of his life—but a journey through the shared path we walked: through the sacred, the painful, the cosmic, and the deeply human.

What follows is not a typical obituary. It’s a map of memory, myth, and meaning. It’s a way to say thank you. It’s a way to carry the flame forward.

This past Monday, April 6th, Jørgen Lumbye passed away. Presumably due to the coronavirus. Jørgen was the last branch on his family’s tree, as neither he nor his sister had children. It is a strange experience to witness a family coming to an end in this way.

For several decades, I was Jørgen’s closest and dearest friend, and it is both on my heart and feels like my great task to see him off properly—through rituals and spiritual presence. At the same time, I want to show him attention and gratitude for the significant role he played in the lives of so many people. So here is a small piece about Jørgen’s life journey.

Since Jørgen’s body gave out and his soul was set free again, the sun has been shining from a clear blue sky. Considering Jørgen’s deeply spiritual nature and work throughout his life, I find it incredibly beautiful and meaningful that he chose to depart in the midst of the Easter Mysteries. So let me begin my story, and bear with me if it becomes long. If anyone deserves a grand farewell salute, it’s Jørgen.

Synchronicities Between Two Jørgens: A Father Figure and a Spiritual Guide

Jørgen was born in 1944, the same year as my father. They even shared the same name—Jørgen.

My father passed away last autumn, five days after his birthday, exactly on the full moon. Jørgen died five days after his own birthday—just one day before the exact full moon.

Coincidence? I doubt it.

I believe synchronicities like this are the Universe’s way of showing us that there is higher guidance and meaning woven into our life paths—that certain parts of our journey are already mapped out before we incarnate.

My father gave me everything a father should—except one thing: initiation into the spiritual dimension of life. What he couldn’t give, Jørgen Lumbye did.

He became a spiritual father, a brother, a fellow traveler, and a teacher. My father was an atheist. Jørgen was deeply spiritual.

Ecaterina’s birthday, September 2003. My father, my mother, my beautiful wife Ecaterina, and Jørgen.

🌼 A True Flower Child and Spiritual Pioneer

Jørgen was a true flower child.He was actively involved in the political youth rebellion of the 1960s, took part in the legendary Thylejren gathering in 1970, and lived the spirit of the era in full color—from psychedelic clothes and art to healing music like Jimi Hendrix, The Doors, and Jefferson Airplane.

He wasn’t just a hippie—he was a spiritual seeker on a mission.

Jørgen had a profound interest in consciousness exploration, world philosophy, spiritual awakening, and emerging forms of psychotherapy. He saw clearly that the world needed more than just political change—it needed inner transformation.

He traveled to India multiple times, visiting ashrams and learning directly from several gurus. These journeys were part of his inner path of awakening, and they deeply shaped his understanding of life, soul, and the universe.

His deep curiosity and openness to both Eastern and Western spiritual traditions made him a bridge between worlds—a pioneer of healing and transformation long before those words became mainstream.

Jørgen as a Student

🎓 Jørgen’s Awakening Through Psychedelic Therapy and Stanislav Grof

Jørgen studied psychology at the University of Copenhagen, and in the early 1970s (around 1972), one of his professors invited Stanislav Grof to give a guest lecture.

It was a life-changing moment.

Grof’s groundbreaking work with LSD psychotherapy and his empirical mapping of consciousness left a deep imprint on Jørgen. From that day on, Stan became his most important mentor and lifelong inspiration.

As an Aries, Jørgen was astrologically aligned with the role of a pioneer—and that’s exactly what he became. He initiated some of the first psychotherapeutic study groups in Denmark and inspired countless people to walk a spiritual and healing path through transpersonal psychology and self-discovery.

🤝 The Birth of Mutual Therapy: Jørgen and Klaus Gormsen’s Collaboration

Jørgen’s most important collaborator was Klaus Gormsen, a fellow psychology student who had also attended Grof’s transformative lecture.

Together, they explored a wide range of modern therapeutic methods—including primal therapy, dreamwork, and gestalt therapy.

From this foundation, Klaus developed the unique system of Gensidig Terapi (Mutual Therapy)—a therapeutic model inspired by Grof’s methods, yet deeply rooted in lived experience.

In the 1980s and 90s, this approach gave rise to a thriving spiritual therapy community in Denmark—and Jørgen was one of its central figures, often giving lectures and translating key texts.

He and Klaus were also responsible for translating some of Stan Grof’s first books into Danish.Thanks to Jørgen’s passion, Grof even had his world premiere in Denmark—and later said it was one of his favorite places to teach.

🌍 The ITA Movement and the Global Roots of Transpersonal Psychology

It was there in California that the ITA was born in 1969, and there that the entire movement had its base in a vibrant, inspiring, and evolutionary environment. I know from inside sources that, although psychedelic substances had been banned (for highly irrational and political reasons, it should be noted), many of the great pioneers continued to exchange psychedelic sessions as often as they could.

For readers unfamiliar with psychedelic therapy and this form of self-exploration, I’ll just mention one thing about this therapeutic modality: Stanislav Grof—considered by many to be the world’s leading living researcher of consciousness—has stated that the potential significance of psychedelic substances for psychiatry is comparable to what the microscope meant for biology and the telescope for astronomy.

Jørgen, very early on, was deeply concerned about the direction humanity was taking—its exploitation of nature, the ecological doomsday, overproduction, the consumer society, and the overall scenario we are all too familiar with today. He lived and breathed for this movement and, early in his life path, recognized how essential it was to bring this wisdom and insight into the world.

Jørgen was naturally very generous, and he gave everything he had to share these messages—in the form of books he translated and had published through Borgens Forlag, as well as through lectures and courses.

Jørgen Lumbye’s Inner Journey Through Psychedelic Self-Exploration

In 1977, Jørgen began systematically exploring himself using Stan’s most powerful method—systematic LSD psychotherapy. For the first seven years, it went well. He was riding a wave and moving closer and closer to a deep release. He was processing the loss of his father at a young age, surgeries he had undergone on his genitals, and he was deeply challenged by what he liked to call “the love gestalt”—the struggle to truly let love in.

In 1984, things went off course for him. His mother died of cancer, and at the same time, he separated from his wife. On a beach in Thy, he did an LSD session with an inexperienced sitter. When the wind picked up and the windbreaks they had set up began flapping wildly and loudly, his inner journey spiraled out of control, resulting in a deep and devastating crash.

Crisis and Synchronicity: A Shared Spiritual Breaking Point

I’ve already mentioned the thought-provoking synchronicities surrounding my father and Jørgen. Another just as striking synchronicity is that Jørgen and I both crashed within a few weeks of each other—he in late August, and I on September 7, 1984.

With time, I’ve come to see my own experience more as a shamanic initiation crisis, while his seems more like a full-on crash. But experientially, both of us were plunged into deeply dark, challenging, seemingly no-way-out, hellish states of consciousness that lasted for years.

My then-girlfriend’s mother, who at the time was the only person I could talk to about my condition, suggested I write to Jørgen. I’ll keep the long story short here and refer the interested reader to my book “Land of the Night Butterfly – An Inner Journey”, in which Jørgen appears under the name Georg.

I wrote to Jørgen, told him about my situation, and asked if he could offer me an LSD session. He declined—understandably, since he himself had crashed. Instead, he referred me to Klaus Gormsen’s Mutual Therapy. I enrolled in Klaus’s courses and soaked it all in.

From Seeker to Assistant: My Apprenticeship with Jørgen Lumbye

The 1980s and 90s were a very different time than now, when many people are working with and practicing various forms of therapy and ceremonies involving psychedelic therapy. Today, serious research is being conducted in several countries, and many voices advocate that psychedelic substances are not only highly important and beneficial—but some researchers even use the word crucial—for the transformation process of humanity as a whole.

Back then, there were practically no—or only a very few—people working seriously with psychedelic therapy.

I approached Jørgen again in 1986 and once more asked if he would give me an LSD session. He said no. Instead, I asked if I could become his assistant. To my surprise and joy, he said yes.

I became his assistant on his next course, which began in 1987, and during that course, a relationship began to develop between us. One late evening, he told me his story.

We discovered that we were in the same boat. I was only 19 at the time, and I was somewhat shocked to find that the person I had hoped could help me was himself in a similarly difficult situation. As he put it, when people asked him, he would say he was under the influence of powerful, negative transpersonal and perinatal gestalts. And it was clear to see—at that time, he was struggling deeply. His blue eyes sparkled with genius, wisdom, and knowledge, but his face bore the clear marks of a man in great, great pain.

Ecaterina, Jørgen, Tao, and Me from Our Home, 2003

Traveling the Inner Realms: My 13-Year Journey with Jørgen Lumbye

On my 20th birthday, he called me. And not just to wish me a happy birthday, but primarily to suggest that we begin exchanging sessions together. I soared. It was the best birthday gift I could imagine.

And so began my long journey with my dear travel companion, Jørgen Lumbye. We exchanged sessions as often as we could. With an experienced sitter like Jørgen, who could guide me through Grof’s techniques and methods and support me on my own journey, I felt like a fish in water. I flowed completely naturally with this powerful sacred technology. Over the following 13 years, from 1987 to 2000, I undertook the inner journey I’ve described in my book “Land of the Night Butterfly – An Inner Journey.”

Jørgen, on the other hand, struggled. His sessions could last 10 to 12 hours—even the hyperventilation ones. It was, to put it mildly, incredibly exhausting and demanding for a young man like me, due to the heavy, draining, negative perinatal, transpersonal, and painful experiences he often endured. To keep up the courage and offer support for 10 hours straight is no small task. But I stayed and did my best to be there for him. And we’re talking hundreds of sessions.

The Wounded Grail King: Archetypes, Astrology, and Collective Healing

Slowly but surely, our friendship deepened, and quite spontaneously, I welcomed him into my family. He had no family of his own, so this loving gesture helped to heal him.

In many ways, our life paths were woven into the myth of the Holy Grail. Jørgen was in many ways like the Wounded Grail King (also wounded in the genitals), and I was like Percival, destined to redeem the wounded king by showing compassion and asking the compassionate question.

Astrologically, Jørgen had Pluto in the 12th house—an aspect that some astrologers say reflects a destiny entwined with the collective field of consciousness. According to myth, the king is one with the land, and to me, that makes sense with Jørgen’s life path. It is as if, through his own therapy and journey, he lived and carried a piece of the collective pain and suffering. In that way, I feel his life and inner work helped heal some of the wounds carried by the collective.

On deeper levels, we are all woven together, more connected than our "ego consciousness" can comprehend.

Jørgen Lumbye as a Godfather: Nature Walks, Mythic Canoe Trips & a Heart of Gold

Jørgen became the godfather of my first two children. From 1988 to 1990, we lived near each other and would take long walks almost daily through “Syrehaven” (The Acid Garden, as we fondly called Dyrehaven), with my daughter in her stroller.

Jørgen had several close friends—people he loved deeply, and who loved him just as much. He was a radiant presence in many children’s lives, including mine. A true “uncle” figure to more than just family—generous, helpful, always smiling, and carrying a heart of gold.

With my daughter and son, we went on countless canoe trips through Sweden’s mythical landscapes of forests and lakes. Those trips left a deep and lasting imprint on all of us. Jørgen would tell enchanting and meaningful myths around the campfire—stories that nourished both children and adults alike. He loved nature and always wore his Greenpeace badge proudly on both his backpack and his hat.

The earliest photo I have of Jørgen is from January 1988, the day of Hui’s baptism. It was a way of welcoming him into the family—he became her godfather (or, as we joked, “godmother”). That moment came just nine months after Jørgen and I began exchanging sessions. I was 20. He was 43. Behind him in the photo stands my father.

📚 The Cosmic Librarian: Jørgen Lumbye’s Life with Books, Teaching & Translation

Despite his personal struggles—challenges that slowly began to ease after years of inner work—Jørgen remained one of the most remarkable teachers I’ve ever known. He was, in many ways, a walking encyclopedia.

He often referred to himself as a “cosmic librarian.” His apartment was a vast, sacred library—not just filled with books, but infused with knowledge. Not only had he read most of them, but he had also created meticulous notes and could recall astonishing amounts of information. He taught at the Public University (Folkeuniversitetet) and had deep expertise in philosophy, mythology, the history of religion, psychology, and world history.

Books were his lifeline. When everything else felt chaotic, books remained his source of joy and stability.

When Borgens Forlag could no longer publish his translations, he shifted his passion to the small independent publishing house Hovedgaden, where he continued working as a translator with unwavering dedication—right up until he physically couldn’t anymore.

A Groundbreaking Work: “Use and Abuse – We’re All on Substances”

Jørgen’s most significant literary contribution was his magnum opus,“Use and Abuse – We’re All on Substances” (Brug og Misbrug – Vi er alle på stoffer).

This groundbreaking book offers a detailed overview of psychoactive substances, complete with extensive references and scientific context. In Danish literature, it’s considered a cult classic—essential reading for anyone seeking a nuanced, well-informed understanding of drugs, their potential, and their dangers.

A Personal University of Consciousness: Jørgen Lumbye as Mentor & Teacher

In many ways, Jørgen became my personal university professor. He nourished me with one mind-blowing book after another. He often said that 90% of all books were just variations on the remaining 10%—and that if I read that 10% (which was still quite a lot), I’d be well-informed.

During our walks, it was as if he examined me on the material—as though he wanted to make sure I had truly understood and integrated what I was reading. It seemed very important to him to pass on everything he had learned and internalized. If there was something I didn’t fully grasp, he would explain it—often placing it in a larger philosophical or historical context, sometimes drawing on world history to shed new light on the topic.

In this way, Jørgen passed on the entire legacy of the International Transpersonal Association (ITA) to me.

We attended several ITA conferences together. The first one was in Prague in 1992, right after the fall of the Berlin Wall. In 1993, he encouraged me to travel to the rainforest with Terence McKenna, and in 1994, we went to Ireland for another ITA conference.

These ITA conferences were truly phenomenal. Seeing and hearing all the great pioneers and leading researchers had a powerful and lasting impact on my path in life.

Here is Jørgen at his 65th birthday, deep in conversation with my dear friend—the yogi and master astrologer Mogens Rasmussen. Behind him stands my yoga teacher Torben Blond, a pioneer in bringing yoga to Denmark. The photo is from April 2009.

The Seed of The Magic Garden: A Temple for Inner Journeys

Jørgen and I used to host study groups together, and when I moved to my current home in 1990, he helped transform a small annex on the land into a space that blended music studio and temple—a sacred place dedicated to inner journeys.

That little annex—“Det Lille Hus,” or “The Little House,” which we simply called the temple—was the seed from which The Magic Garden would eventually blossom. It would later evolve into the cockpit and “brain” of Axis Mundi Studio.

Jørgen was part of the creation of The Magic Garden from the very beginning—on every level. His teachings in psychotherapy, mythology, philosophy, and transpersonal psychology were all woven into the spirit of the place.

He was a passionate advocate for the idea that only direct experience of the divine can offer true understanding of the nature of the universe and consciousness.

Jørgen loved working in the garden. He had no earth signs in his birth chart, so gardening helped ground his energy. Here he is in 2003, digging the foundation for the first small extension of Axis Mundi Studio.

🏛️ Modern Eleusis

Jørgen was deeply moved that we succeeded in creating this place—a small oasis of consciousness. Alongside his enormous body of work—publishing books, lectures, articles, and sharing wisdom with hundreds, perhaps thousands of Danes—I truly believe that his soul found peace in seeing his life’s work continued and made tangible here in what became a modern Eleusis.

Jørgen’s life path has been deeply important and meaningful to many people. More than most, he left decisive and long-lasting marks on this world. He did everything he could to contribute to the vast global transformation that we are now collectively navigating.

Jørgen Painting in the Leonardo da Vinci Suite

Jørgen had painted many model airplanes in his time and was always meticulous and focused. This photo is from 2009.

🌙 Jørgen’s Final Time on Earth

After Jørgen retired, he would often stay with us for several days at a time. The more tasks we gave him around the house or garden, the better he seemed to feel.

He longed deeply to find a loving partner and to start a family. But over time, he came to the painful realization that it would not happen for him in this incarnation.

I believe that this longing—and the heartache that followed—eventually became nearly unbearable. It was, in my view, a strong contributing factor to his illness.

He became increasingly forgetful. Eventually, it was so severe that it began to feel like we were running a care home. We gathered his closest friends and shared our collective concern.

Despite our worries and suggestions, he stubbornly refused to see a doctor. On his 70th birthday, we gave heartfelt speeches and thanked him for everything he had given us—fully aware that it was likely the last birthday he would be truly present with us in mind and soul.

Eventually, Ecaterina and I had to throw in the towel. Fortunately, one of our dear and compassionate friends stepped in and became Jørgen’s legal guardian. We were deeply grateful—our hands were already full.

Our friend Torben involved the municipality, and eventually found a place for Jørgen in a care home, where he spent his final days with advanced Alzheimer’s—and, remarkably, a large and luminous smile on his face.

A week before he passed, a nurse tried to test him for COVID. He flatly refused. Deep down, he knew—his time had come.On Friday, April 4th, he became ill. On April 6th, he let go.

🤍 Jørgen and Torben Gudmundsson: A Deep Friendship and Loving Care

Here is Jørgen with Torben Gudmundsson and his wonderful family, celebrating their son Jeff in 2009. The first time I met Torben was at the ITA conference in Prague in 1992. Since then, Torben has journeyed alongside both Jørgen and me in many ways.

He is a close friend and an integral part of The Magic Garden—active in our drumming groups, a member of the Magical Council, and the publisher of my book “Land of the Night Butterfly” (Natsommerfuglens Land) through his independent publishing house, Hovedgaden.

When Ecaterina and I were deeply exhausted from caring for Jørgen during the later stages of his illness, Torben lovingly stepped in. He became Jørgen’s legal guardian, arranged home assistance, and eventually helped find him a place in a care home.

Torben and his family continued to visit Jørgen regularly during his final time on Earth.

Torben, from the depths of my heart—thank you. Your wholehearted care and presence in Jørgen’s last phase brought us great relief and immense gratitude. You were truly there when it mattered most.

💫 Jørgen with His Dear Friends Jane and Bashire

Here is a photo of Jørgen with his beloved friends Jane and Bashire, taken in 2017.

In Jane’s own words:

“Jørgen was a faithful and loyal friend—someone you could always count on. He was a pure heart, a deeply spiritual being, a passionate soul, and a great teacher who burned with a desire to create a better and more just world. He gave countless lectures and wrote numerous opinion pieces in the newspaper Information, as well as several books—not for money, but to share the message of truth and love. He was a walking library, a living encyclopedia of wisdom, always ready to help and generously share what he knew. Jørgen made life easier and more meaningful for so many—even saving some (including me) from psychosis. He was my best friend—and the best friend of many others. He is deeply missed and dearly loved. A great human being in so many ways, who made the world a better place.”

🌌 Let Me End This Tribute with Two Dreams

The First Dream: The Bardo Planet

The first dream came to me the very night Jørgen passed.

I found myself on the Bardo Planet—the realm we enter after our earthly existence. I was there with other souls. I didn’t recognize specific names or faces, but I knew them. Not as earthly beings, but as fellow travelers—souls who journey together through many lifetimes, across thousands of years, in different dimensions of time and space.

The essence of the dream was this: From that plane, we were looking down at the lives we had just completed. We were exchanging reflections about how the "game"—the "play"—had unfolded. What we had learned, and how our dharma had been expressed.

When I woke up, I was filled with a deep sense that I needed to sit in silence and meditate—undisturbed.

Afterwards, I sat down to write a blog post about how much Stanislav Grof and Jørgen Lumbye have meant for my life path. And just as I typed the final period, I received a text message:

Jørgen had left.

Then the dream made sense.

🚀 The Starship

The night after the first dream, I had another.

I dreamt of a war-like situation. The atmosphere was both mythical and global. It felt like a world war—but also as though it were taking place on a galactic level. I was in a cave-like shelter with others. Massive, starship-like aircrafts were flying low over the earth. They were in battle. One of the largest was shot down.

Half-awake, half in the dream, I knew: The starship was Jørgen. A great soul’s time in this incarnation had come to an end. But it was okay.

Jørgen had often spoken about the eternal battle between the gods and the forces of chaos. We are in the middle of a vast birth—the cave representing the birth canal—and we are participating in a transformation of immense, mysterious proportions. A new humanity is being born, and such a birth stretches over many decades.

Jørgen played his role. He was like a great mother starship for many.

🔥 Passing the Torch

The great soul paths and timelines are being redrawn, and an era is coming to a close. Many of the elders have departed, and the torch is now being passed to me, to our generation, and to our children.

The experiences and insights that Jørgen and his generation of pioneers have gained—these are crucial to integrate and pass on. For the Earth, and for the birth of this new humanity, which is now in full motion.

🪐 In the Beyond

I now envision the two Jørgens—my father and Jørgen Lumbye—sitting together on the Bardo plane, looking down from above.

Each of them has completed his dharma, his sacred life path, and made a unique contribution to the evolution of consciousness. They remain now as elders and wisdom keepers on the other side—watching over us, guiding, and teaching from beyond the veil.

🌌 April 11th – In the Parallel Realm

On the night of April 11th, I performed the ritual. I prepared everything carefully and set out on a journey.

During the ceremony, I re-recorded the entire guitar track—hoping it would harmonize with Ecaterina’s vocal, which had been recorded on April 8th. It turned into an incredibly powerful experience. I truly felt the energy of Aries and Jørgen flowing through me and through the music. It was as if everything I needed to say to him was being transmitted through that piece of sound.

Immediately after the recording, the energy intensified. I laid down on my back, closed my eyes—and was instantly transported into a parallel reality.

There, I met Jørgen.And we had a remarkably clear communication—as if speaking in words, though no sound was involved. It was pure telepathic connection. The experience was so strong that at the peak, I momentarily questioned whether I would return to the same reality I had departed from.

It felt as though Jørgen had become clear in mind again—as he was before his illness. I was struck by how profound it must be for consciousness to awaken on the other side after five years of mental fog, suddenly realizing: “I’m free.”

He expressed deep gratitude and relief that I had taken this journey so we could meet one final time.We spoke about our entire path together.

He said that, in many ways, this incarnation had been a difficult one—but that he was, all in all, grateful for his life path. He recognized that it had been both his karma and his dharma—and that his purpose in this lifetime was fulfilled.

We expressed our gratitude and love for one another and thanked each other for the journey we had shared.

Then he asked, “Can I stay here for a little while?” I smiled and replied, “Of course—it’s a cosmic space station. Stay as long as you like.”

He also shared something else:From where he is now, he can see that there are many spiritual beings on different planes who are protecting and watching over The Magic Garden. He affirmed that our role, as a physical and concrete modern Eleusis, holds true importance. He recognized that this was something we had prepared for over many incarnations.

We spoke of many things. And Jørgen expressed a final wish:He wished to be buried here at The Magic Garden.

I will do everything I can to honor that wish.

🧭 The Lesson

The only thing Jørgen said he was a little sad about was that I hadn’t visited him more toward the end.

That realization became a deep lesson for me.

Even though, on the surface, there wasn’t much of him “home,” so to speak, I understood in that moment that a part of him still found great joy and nourishment in seeing people he loved. I told him I was sorry—and explained that I had become far less mobile after we lost our car.

He understood. But still, it stayed with me.I asked him for forgiveness, and he gave it—fully.

It was incredibly beautiful to complete our life journey together like that—to meet again in a clear and illuminated space, and to speak with him just like we used to, heart to heart.

After a long while—I don’t know how long exactly, but the sky was beginning to lighten—I stood up again.

I went out into the cockpit studio to integrate the music I had recorded into the full concert. It felt so important to fully close the circle.

I was curious how the recording had turned out, considering how deeply I had journeyed.

I added it into the concert mix—my narration, Ecaterina’s voice—and gently placed my final guitar stroke right on the final word of the concert.

✨ Synchronicities & Magic

Oh… and then the magic happened.

Everything aligned perfectly.

The final film was completed exactly at 11:11.The duration? 56 minutes—which adds up to 11.And this happened on April 11th.

I stepped outside into the garden to play ball with Buddha.Suddenly, a group of fighter jets roared overhead—something I hadn’t seen around here in years.

Of all days…The day we sent Jørgen off, with his lifelong theme of spiritual warfare, cosmic battle, and transformation.

🐉 Buddha’s Teaching

Buddha and I often enjoy playing Pokémon Go together. That day, something special happened—my ultra-rare, shiny, completely black dragon, whom I had named “King,” reached its full potential. Wow, I thought.

Right after that, Buddha turned to me with complete seriousness and said he wanted to talk.

He said it was very important to him that when we do something together, we should be fully present—without distractions.

No matter what it is.If we’re watching a movie, we watch the movie. Phones off. No interruptions. If we’re playing ball, we play ball.If we’re reading, we read.

His clarity and conviction were so strong that I truly felt like I was sitting in front of a true master.

What a deep, deep teaching. What a synchronicity—my old teacher says goodbye, and a new teacher appears.

🔔 Buddha Sends Jørgen Off

I then asked Buddha if he would send Jørgen off with his bell.

He asked, “What should I do?” I said, “Just ring your bell like you did for Farfar when he passed.”

On the day my father left this world, Buddha had spontaneously run around ringing his Tibetan Buddhist bell.

I fetched his bell for him. He took it, walked with steady steps to the altar in the Round Hall, closed his eyes, and in full presence and concentration, rang the bell 11 times.

Then he took a matchstick, struck it, and created a little smoke.

"It’s done, Dad," he said.

Jørgen, Buddha, Tara, and me at Gilleleje Beach, 2011.

🌀 The Universe’s Final Card – For Now

At this point, it almost couldn't have been more complete.

But my connection with Jørgen was so unique—so cosmic—that the Universe had one last card up its sleeve.

In Pokémon Go, we play tournaments. It’s super fun—and honestly, the ultimate mental workout. The best Pokémon in the “Great League” is called Azumarill.I already had a 93% version, but I always wished for an even better one.

And what do I find out in my garden at 11 PM that night?

The ultimate Azumarill.Ultra-rare.Shiny. And of course—it was male, bearing the Mars symbol, the planet of Aries.

✨ Until we meet again

Jørgen's soul touched more lives than we can ever count.He was a pioneer in psychedelic therapy, a spiritual rebel, a cosmic librarian, and a friend to those in the deepest need.

But above all, he was a man who burned with the longing for a more conscious, just, and loving world.

Now, he walks on the other side. But I still feel him.In music. In myth. In the moonlight. And in the garden he helped plant—the one that now blooms as The Magic Garden.

Thank you, dear friend.We’ll meet again.Until then...

All channels stay open.

—Jacob