Spring Dowsing 2016 – Dowsing Professionally

Spring Dowsing 2016 – Dowsing Professionally

In the second of my posts about my visit to the British Society of Dowsers‘ Spring Symposium in Worcester I talk about my meeting with the personification of wisdom, and how this meeting inspired me to push forward in my own work. I was wondering what to sign up for in the second half of the day. I decided to nip out and walk one of the labyrinths which were sprayed onto the grass in the quadrant outside. Everyone else seemed to be busy buying books, eating or nattering. I had work to do! Outside I used my dowsing rods to find which labyrinth would guide me best, and I walked one of the three available. The sun was out strongly now, and the light accompanied my walk making me feel enlivened and in the right state of mind for the second half of the...

Spring Dowsing 2016 – The Energetic Henge

Spring Dowsing 2016 – The Energetic Henge

Recently I attended the British Society of Dowsers‘ Spring Symposium in Worcester. It was an all-weekend affair, but having seen the line-up I decided that I would go down for the Sunday only. I decided not to book onto any of the courses in advance, but to wait to see what happened when I got there. That’s just the way I do things sometimes. I checked into the wonderful Pitmaston House on the Saturday evening, and spent the night walking around Worcester, getting a feel for the place. It was mainly very nice, but it definitely had a darker side to it if you looked closely. Which British town doesn’t? I was soon crowded out by the noisy Saturday night drinking/bawling crowd and made my way back to the hotel for a good night’s sleep in the...

Gop Hill bares all – Part 2

Gop Hill bares all – Part 2

In the second part of the story of my visit to Gop Hill with the shaman Debra I will reveal a powerful change to the energies of the place, and how we dealt with that information. The sky was unashamedly grey, as though pigeons were gathering in dense flocks. I surveyed the sky for any blue – it was distant and the air had a cold bite without the sun’s warmth. I decided not to care about the way this made me feel when I considered the destruction of the plant life around the hill’s base. I decided to let the Spirit of Place tell me what was needed here today. Beacon blaze and disconnection I first try to connect to the hill itself. After what feels like a cold eternity there is a moment of warmth – in my mind I see a beacon of fire ablaze...

Gop Hill bares all – Part 1

Gop Hill bares all – Part 1

In what is an uncommon privilege I got to work with one of the most eminent examples of what I would call a “wise woman” this week. Debra Delglyn is a well-travelled and widely-experienced practitioner of shamanic arts of all sorts. When we work together I come away wishing I had the time and dedication to make my life as completely immersed in the Way of the Shaman like she does. I always learn a lot. We took our rare opportunity and headed off to Gop Hill. We had been talking about it for months. Now it was the right time of year to go – early April – yet the winds were raw and I warned her to expect coldness. It’s always cold on Gop Hill. We set off in the midst of rain and dark clouds, but I felt like we would overcome that and...

Dowsing Meteors

Dowsing Meteors

In 2011 I visited the Natural History Museum in London. During that visit I was attracted to the meteorites in one of the less-visited sections of the building. It was an intuitive response to something whose energies I felt I needed to experience. The full tale of my meeting with the meteors at the British museum cab be found in the post ‘Meetings with Meteorites‘). So when one of my meditation friends, a young girl just finding her feet spiritually, brought me a gift of some Moldavite, then I was both surprised and intrigued. Would it be as interesting as the specimens int he museum, I wondered? I had to dowse to find out! The properties of proper Moldavite My friend explained that this was a genuine (certified) piece of meteor. It was merely a...

Double Cistercian

Double Cistercian

For years I had been coming across the name “Strata Florida“. This Cistercian abbey in Cardiganshire (South Wales) had often been linked (in the kinds of books that I read) to another abbey more familiar to me – Vale Crucis in Llangollen (North Wales). Finding that I had a free day, and also finding that the day was due to be fair and mild for the time of year, the urge came upon me to go a-visiting. I made preparations and drove the two-and-a-half hours down through the spine of the eastern welsh road system. The journey was pleasant and I was perfectly content with being on my own. Of course, I wasn’t. A hawk appeared as I began my journey, and then others appeared at regular intervals throughout the rest of the trip. And I was acutely...

Cailleach and The Mesa Luna Amulet

Cailleach and The Mesa Luna Amulet

Not all my visions come about as a result of a visit to a megalithic site. I do some work with a group of lovely people who attend my outdoor meditation sessions during the Summer months. When the group isn’t meeting during the Winter then some of these friends come around to work with me in a more social context, and this affords us the chance to try different meditation methods. By a beautiful coincidence the evening that we meditated was also a full moon. The omens were auspicious, and the energy of the evening matched it perfectly. The group were lovely (as usual) and when I suggested a meditation we all got stuck in – incense was lit, and a candle was placed in the centre of the group as a focal point for anyone who wanted it. I did. I got...

Flickering Venus and Forgiveness

Flickering Venus and Forgiveness

Why wouldn’t you want to go out on a wet and windy night to climb up a steep hill in the dark to visit a stone circle on an exposed ridge? Such rhetoric did play momentarily in my mind, but I ignored its facetiousness, and went anyway. The Corvus Correspondence As I arrived at the base of the slopes of Moel Pearce just northeast of the village of Llandrillo on North Wales. It had been a while since I had been here and I was aware that this stone circles I was about to visit was one of the four sacred sites which correspond, in my mind, with the positions of the four main stars of the Corvus constellation. The crow. The sign of Kal. Moel Ty Uchaf stone circle is one of the finest in the area. It is relatively intact, has a good complement of stones, and has...

Oak staff formed in flame

Oak staff formed in flame

I was doing some work with a meditation group. We had met regularly throughout the year and had become good friends. I had gathered them this evening to keep the connections alive whilst the outdoor meditations were in hibernation. I had set a theme for the informal gathering, as I wanted it to still be about meditation, and so the theme was “Using fire“. I lit a candle in my meditation space at the end of the garden – a summerhouse with just enough room to house all eight of us. It was tight squeeze, but it kept us warm and cosy. The candle light became a central focus, and I quickly led the experienced group into the meditation space, and then I followed them, using the light and flicker of the flame to move me into an altered state of...

Imbolc 2016 P4 The Light Circuit

Imbolc 2016 P4 The Light Circuit

In the last part of my Imbolc story for this year Julia and I have moved from the Knypersley Reservoir area and we’ve shifted about 10 miles further north to the wonderful remnants of a once massive set of megalithic structures. All that remains now is the barrow and tall stones known as The Bridestones, nestling next to a quarrying company with a stunning view across Congleton. It is in the borderlands, in a liminal space. Remember my tarot for this part of the year? “The Honoured Path at Wells“. I had done the honouring at Gawton’s Well, but now it was time to honour the very spirit who had given me my wonderful quest “Kindle the Flame” – it was definitely Brigid. Brigid – the new light, the spark of life, the...