This had to be at the top of the places that I wanted to take my friend Julie. One cannot help but fall in love with the garden of peace in Glastonbury known as the Chalice Wells. Yes, the Tor has fabulous energy, yes the Abbey is intriguing, Yes there is a nice tree on a hill. But the Chalice Wells has to be the heart of Glastonbury.
With a sigh of letting go of the outer world, we ambled into the inner. Back a couple of years ago there was a beautiful tree that befriended me when I first visited the garden. Sadly it has passed away, but the dowsing rods took me, by the most direct route, to where that tree had lived. I sat upon the ground, now as then and remembered the feelings.
Reluctantly I rose and followed the rods to wherever they wished. They took me some levels back and to the brother of the tree you see above. I paid my respects there by lighting some incense and moved throughout the garden, touching leaf and caressing root.
Finally, I arrived at the place where the water falls. Drinking my fill, I lit another stick of incense. As I did the sun came out in recognition. A beautiful sign in an amazing place.
Kal Malik rejuvenated
It was early Sunday morning as Julie and I set off on the hours drive from our hotel to Avebury. Of course I have visited this amazing site on many occasions and had some beautiful experiences there. So I went with high hopes of the same again. I suspect that Avebury is difficult for dowsers because it is just huge. How are you supposed to get a sense of it? Where do you start? With a question.
- Is there anything I can do for this sacred place?
It is a good question to start with I feel and one that got a “No” response from the dowsing rods. Brilliant. Onto the second question.
- Is there anything I can learn at this place today?
If not for it, then for me, right? The rods responded with a “Yes”. Excellent. Now then, before rushing off into what, where and why. It is a good idea to prepare in some fashion. After all you don’t visit special friends with muck and crap on your person, do you?
- Take me to a place I can cleanse and prepare my personal energies…
And off the rods took me. Quite far actually, right round to the other end of the site and to a stone that had a bit of sitting place on it. I squeezed into the place and allowed my energy to settle into a balanced vibration. Once I felt ready, I was up and off to gain the gift that this ancient place had to offer.
- Take me to a place I can learn something of value…
Again, I was sent almost back to where I had started. I stood between two huge gateway stones. They are the biggest at Avebury I think. Here I let the silence of the early morning rise within me and it was mingled with the sound of bells from some distant church. What was there here for me, my thoughts asked. As my mind cleared a question arose from within me:
“What is seeking you?”
I was surprised and filled with gratitude. What an unexpected gift. Another question from the Dragons Soul Book. How many did that make I wondered? Were the nine now complete?
I pondered these questions before pondering the actual question itself. What is seeking me? Was there anything seeking me? A puzzle within a puzzle.
As I mused on this I went looking for my dear friend Julie. It was time for breakfast.
Kal Malik – being sought.
Oh my God(ess). Often times I am totally taken aback by the speed at which the universe works. In a previous post Gwas and I had visited the Wizards wood for an evening of commune and possible adventure. For Gwas it had been a remarkably challenging adventure and for me it had been a simple message, “I am going to push you”. What the heck did that mean? I had no idea. That was four nights ago. Today it was Monday evening and I was presenting a talk on one of my favourite topics…Ghosts, Spirits and Entities. It is by far one of my most repeated and attended talks. What I really like about it is that it always goes down a treat.
Little did I know that it was going to be in the midst of this talk that I would get the push. During the talk, the discussion slipped slightly and came to focus on Chakras and energy. As I expounded on that topic one of the attendees became extremely interested. I managed to get the discussion back on track after a while and concluded the talk albeit a bit later than advertised.
Not to be put off however, the afore-mentioned attendee accosted me as I took some rest with a coffee. We began to talk in earnest about two topics in particular, coaching and chakras. A friend of hers joined in the discussion at its mid-point. A good way into the discussion I mentioned that last year I had been working on a (Heart Resonance) framework that combined coaching and chakras but due to one thing and another (basically laziness) I had benched the ideas.
It was at this point that the attendee (might as well give her a name) Chloe, said…
“What you need is a push!”
“What?” I almost spurted, “What did you say?”
She repeated her words, “What you need is an incentive, a push, to complete the framework”
I was gob-smacked as my thoughts floated back to Caileach and her not-so-cryptic warning. Could this be what she meant? It was an unbelievable coincidence if it wasn’t (and indeed, if it was).
I asked Chloe what kind of push would she suggest. She asked a question of her own in return. What price would you sell this course for? I had thought about the price often of course, but as is usually the case, had found it difficult to settle on an exact figure. So I suggested a price, rather tentatively and couched around a “roughly speaking”. She nodded her head and again, straight off the cuff said, “I’ll buy five copies.”
Again, I was dumb struck, “What!?”
Chloe explained that she was the owner of a coach training academy (a small one) and this kind of course would be a perfect for some of her students. Wow! Is all I could say until the next day when I found an envelope hand-posted through my letter box. It had a cheque for the amount specified! Oh my goddess! Now I have to get that course completed. What a “Push”.
Kal Malik – Astounded!
Sometimes we come across the odd miracle or two. Sometimes the miracle can be explained if one is aware of the nature of subtle energy and the way that natural magick works (see the post The Nine Doctrines of Natural Magick). I came across such a miracle recently, and I decided to do a bit more investigation into what the actual constituent parts were that contributed to the result.
The miracle involved a very distraught dog owner. This lady, oddly enough, has the eyes of a cat – very striking – yet she is a dog owner who loves her pet very much. We had known each other on a regular but casual basis for several months, and we had begun to chat in that time, albeit very briefly. She called me to one side one day, enquiring in hushed tones whether I wanted to hear something “really weird”. Did I? Weird is what I do, lady! She didn’t know that - yet – she thought I was normal.
She explained her sad tale. How her dog had become ill with something which several vets in succession had been unable to diagnose and treat. The lady had spent £2000 on treatments and visits up to this point and the dog was only getting worse with the original illness, and now the side effects of the treatments. In desperation a lady went to the local homoeopath in the town where I work. And this, the lady explained, was the weird bit. The homoeopath had hung a crystal from a chain and swung it around over some bottles. You’ll never guess what – it actually moved towards certain bottles when she asked it questions! The look on the lady’s face was inviting me to be similarly surprised by this magical action. I smiled. “I know, ” I said, “I do that too. It’s called dowsing.” If possible her eyebrows moved further towards the back of her head. My veneer of normality had one layer scraped away.
As she continued to explain how the homoeopath had selected the cure and then dowsed for the frequency of application I began to wonder if this was something that I should begin to take more of an interest in? Anyway, the cure was as yet unproven. The lady finished her tale and then said, “What do you think of that? Do you think it will work?” I said that I was sure it would, but that more important than what I thought, she had to believe it would work too. I stressed how important that was, and then left her with that, saying I would check back with her regularly.
At home I couldn’t shake off the idea that I could help here. I grabbed my dowsing rods and asked them if I could contribute without detrimental effect. They confirmed that I could. I stood in my power centre at home, grounding then connecting to the subtle energy forces. Then I pictured the lady, and through her, connected to her dog. I could ‘see’ the overall condition was not good – the illness was affecting the whole of the dog’s aura which looked like a sickly pale green colour – a kind of insipid lime colour, like pale phlegm. I gathered up a whole load of subtle energy from my staff, from the dog’s surroundings and then from myself, and I pushed the whole collection of energies down through the energetic bridge, using my heart chakra and a loving emotion to be the motivation for the movement. I held the stream open for about ten seconds and when i felt the energy was being received I discontinued the connection, grounding, disconnecting, and clearing myself back to a neutral state.
During the next week i asked how things were going.
In this post on Auras and Dowsing I mentioned that I would be telling of some truly astounding experiments that I got myself into whilst on the last few days of my trip to California and specifically, San Francisco. In this post I showed how we can push someones aura. The essence of it was to find the edge of a persons aura with the dowsing rods and then push it with the palms of ones hand.
It was two days before I was to depart California and I, admittedly had had a wine glass too many. A couple of friends and I were discussing all things esoteric. At one point I mentioned that I had read in some tome or other that a person back in the days of mesmerism (the old name for hypnotherapy) a person had controlled another’s actions as if the person was in the same room. We began to speculate on an energy based theory for this. Whereupon an interesting experiment emerged.
Could you push a persons aura over a distance?
Specifically, dowse for a point where one could access someone elses aura (the someone else would be in an adjacent room) and then push it. Just like in the above experiment. As we sat and discussed it I was in two minds. One part of me said yes, pretty much on the foundation of mesmerism (and that we are all connected) and the other part of me said no, on the basis of what I knew so far about energy and auras (specifically, that auras do not pass the boundary of walls).
The only way forward was to test it. So we did. Here is the layout. We had two rooms adjacent to each other. I was in one room, Jennifer was in the other room, Anton stood outside of both rooms and was able to look in through the doors. Anton would see whether Jennifer wobbled back and forth in sync with my pushing and pulling.
I asked the rods whether Jennifer’s aura was in the room where I was. The answer came back no. This was what I was suspecting anyway. So I asked whether there was a place in my room from where I could push Jennifer’s aura. The answer surprisingly was a Yes and I was taken to an insignificant spot. As a point to note. It wasn’t near the wall to the adjacent room.
So, kind of bit weirdly, I tried to feel for Jennifer’s aura, and when I got a feel for it, began to push and pull it. As I changed from pulling to pushing and vice versa, I indicated to Anton my intention. Okay, even as I write this, it sounds and feels very peculiar. Still, after a few minutes of this I stopped and all three of us got together. Here are the results…
- Did I feel like I was pushing an aura? Yes
- Did Jennifer feel something in her stomach (as others have when their aura is pushed)? Yes
- Did Jennifer move back and forth (according to Jennifer)? Yes
- Did Anton see Jennifer move? Yes
- Did Anton see Jennifer move in sync with my pushing and pulling? Yes
What! Really? It worked? I was in disbelief, but apparently it does work. Not only that but (as Anton pointed out) I had been facing the room that Jennifer was in, kind of so that I could imagine to myself the same set up as the above posts video. However Jennifer had been at a roughly 45 degree angle to the wall and so was askew to me.
But, it had worked! Oh my word!
Kal Malik – amazed!
There have been a lot of ‘big’ posts recently, but here is a little one. A little story about how the forces of Nature can work with you in daily life to make your life a little better.
I often go out running at lunch time. My work is flexible enough to allow it, and the environment has a number of different terrains so that I can plot a suitable route to match the time I have or the run I want to do. This day I wanted to do a shorter run, just a gentle stroll after the previous day’s hard run to get myself in the habit of going out running regularly, and to prepare myself for a forthcoming 10k run in December.
I got into a short-sleeved top and light leggings. Although the air was cold the sky was blue and the sun was at its midday height. Lovely – perfect conditions. I set off on my smaller route at a comfortable pace. At one point I passed a fellow runner and complimented him on his economical style.
I just turned a corner, increasing my pace as I was relaxing now, and remembering to bring my legs up higher. I looked up at the sky ahead. It was a wall of dark grey in the middle distance. Wintry rain and sleet, I reckoned. The kind of rainfall that gives people in short sleeves a short sharp shock to the system and which can lead to an illness pretty quickly.
I thought about the route ahead which might eventually collide with the cloud front. Did I want to go that way, I asked? Silence. Then I thought about the alternative route – a quick and straight job back down the main road – noisy but direct. At that moment a hawk which I couldn’t see made a familiar quick sharp cry. A sign! I had my answer!
I ran back the short route watching the cloud all the way back. It seemed that I was running in a patch of blue sky above – had I made the wrong decision? Could I have carried on without getting rained on? I debated this all the way back to the office. However, I also thought about the consequences if the hawk’s cry had been the correct sign to follow. I decided to play it safe and to send the hawk some energy – offering it strength and a keen eye on its winter hunting missions. That seemed a fair exchange.
I turned into the covered archway leading to the company’s offices, and slowed my pace to a walk. At that moment the clouds arrived overhead and began to throw down sleet and wetness in large quantities. I ducked into the office quickly. Perfect timing! The hawk had been right. Thanks!
Gwas was restless for an outing and since we are both situated not far from Alderley Edge and the Wizards wood, that was the place on the cards. The Autumn nights had closed in so it was past sunset when we arrived at the eaves of the forest. The night air was cool and fresh as we took torches from the boot of the car. However mere moments into the forest we realised that the almost half-moon provided enough light for us to see by.
As far as purposes go, I had none on this occasion. It was to be out just for enjoyment. However as often happens, the universe had other plans. Gwas and I dowsed through the moonlit forest for a place of commune. After some minutes the rods led us both on the same path but to separate (by some 10 foot) trees.
Interestingly Gwas was facing away from the moon and I was facing directly toward it. This is of note because of the two of us, Gwas is the moon aligned person.
I closed my eyes and let myself open to impressions and commune with this magnificent forest. As I expected, there was nothing. We are days beyond the threshold of Samhain and the world (in these parts at least) is falling into slumber. My enjoyment of the peace and the silvery light of the moon was suddenly interrupted by a sound at my left ear. You know how in hero type films the hero will wear some kind of long cloak that he/she will sweep and flourish? Well that was the sound I heard, the sweeping of a cloak. I immediately recognised the presence. Caileach! As if her mouth was but a breath away from my ear she whispered, “I am going to push you” and she was gone.
That was it, “I am going to push you.” What did that mean? Push me? How? Why? When? Was it a physical, literal push? A mental push? In what direction was she going to push me?
I pondered on her statement as I followed Gwas on his wander through the forest, little did I know at that time that he was/had been pushed too. But for me, this was definitely a foul on Caileach’s part.
Kal Malik – nervous about being pushed