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I was lost. I had been in New York city for the past 3 weeks and was looking for a connection. There are many times in life when one can reach out to guides or teachers for help and direction. These guides don’t have to be the mundane kind (i.e. people), they can be of an esoteric nature.

As I said, I was lost and in need of some simple direction, at the very least a nice commune with that gorgeous goddess Caileach would have been pleasant. Brilliant though the brick city is, one can’t help but wonder where is the natural touch?

I meandered around Central Park in the hopes of finding a suitable connective media. A bit like wandering the city trying to find a free WiFi connection. Alas nothing was in the offing. I was confounded! As readers may know I have gained a certain sympathy with trees and yet here I was being blanked.

I got my dowsing rods out and after a while came to the conclusion that I wasn’t being blanked at all. In fact what was the case was that there was no significant energy amongst the trees in this park. My intuition (which was confirmed with dowsing) suggested that the constant inter-play with human energies had left this park feeling and being empty. Wow!

Nevertheless I tried to commune with Caileach, my erstwhile mentor(ess?) and failed miserably. But surely we are talking about a Goddess here, not your average entity. So I tried again a few times and nothing. What was going on?Was she being blocked? Was my calling not loud enough? What???

Musing and pondering (with the addition of dowsing) led me to an interesting conclusion. Caileach is a Goddess of Britain and Ireland. Her power here is amazing, in other lands her reach is as good as those (and amount matters) followers she has there. Which I am guessing in the States isn’t too many.

We have so many theories about deities. Here is one: surely Caileach is an aspect of the Goddess and in other lands she is known by another name and so should still be able to be invoked? No. Really? Yes, really. No.

Invoked is the wrong word to use, communed with, or asked for help of, might be better.

Ask the dowsing rods yourself. Apparently Caileach is a local goddess (entity). This goes against a lot of book learned law I know but I am only going by what I have dowsed. Thus in the land of the America’s I was unable to connect with her.

Gwas and I speculated as to how we could bridge this gap and we came up with a theory. If we could find a connective object which we could associate with (or create an association with) Caileach perhaps this could be used to commune with her from a distant place. Gwas has created numerous such bridges and connections so I was eager to try.

Yesterday, I travelled to a Sacred Site that I really feel a deep connection with, Alderley Edge. At the Magicians wood I asked some questions to confirm my (our) hypothesis and the answers came back as true. I could indeed create an associative object that would allow me to commune with Caileach wherever I was. As I was dowsing these findings a thought came to mind from the works of that famed shaman, Carlos Castaneda. The memory was of him going to a watering hole to find a spirit catcher. My intuition and dowsing told me that this was exactly what I needed. A spirit catcher is a bridge between you and an entity.

Yes, you guessed it, I am out looking for a spirit catcher, the spirit I am interesting in catching (metaphorically speaking) is Caileach.

Kal Malik – in search of a spirit catcher

What do you know?

Wow! I know I have again been lapse in reporting here at Hedge Druid. What can I say? I have to live the life I report about here too. Rest assured some interesting posts are coming up very soon. I just wanted to wet your appetite somewhat and get a post on here to boot.

After about a month in the hinterland of New York. Gwas and I got together for a catchup and general How are ya lad? chat. During the middle of our conversation we noted that our chat had traversed many fields.

• house energies
• tarot cards
• entities
• shades
• ancestor energiesA term I have used to describe the subtle energy imprints left at a particular place of power (a power centre, perhaps) by our ancestors - those family connections from whom we are descended and have a genetic link to.
• quests

And more. It was at this juncture that we agreed again that, truly, we know nothing. After which we agreed that on the subject of nothing we knew a lot. This position allowed some breathing room for our egos.

As I mentioned, having spent the last month in New York, one might wonder what hedge druid wise could be done, learned or experimented with in that brick city? Well, quite a lot as it happened. At least on the subject of energy. So without further ado let me get on and describe some fascinating energy results.

So long and thanks for all the fish

So proclaimed the Dolphins in that, now famous book, the Hitch Hikers Guide to the Galaxy. My reason for bringing up the subject of fish, or a particular fish genus, the Sardines, is that in many cities across the world people often pack themselves neatly into tin cans and traverse to and fro from work. I am of course speaking about the Tube, Metro or Subway transit systems.

If you have ever frequented such transportation means then you would know that invariable people on these systems are very insular. They don’t talk to any other passenger(s) and in most instances even the companions they are with.

Now the psychological perspective might be that people feel uncomfortable being up close and personal with others. This is quite a good answer and one that I will put another way in a moment. Let me start from the beginning so to speak.

I have spent the last month travelling up and down the New York subway (from Manhattan to Brooklyn) and have spent a lot of the time observing the passenger behaviour. I have noted that people don’t engage with others on the train, even when there are only a few (mark those words). I have also noted that people don’t often talk with people that are with them.

I pondered whether there was an energetic reason for this and found some remarkable (and some obvious) results.

Aura

As many have said we have an aura, descriptions vary, but in essence imagine an egg shaped energy field that surrounds your body at a distance of your arms stretched out (This is a grossly simplified description but enough for my purposes here).

Now, my dowsing confirmed that close interactions (or indeed the overlapping of multiple fields) was one of the reasons for people to be more reticent in communingAn interaction with an invisible and natural sentient force that is independently identifiable, even if it cannot be named or classified. The interaction takes place at the level of a subtle amalgamation of the mind of the perceiver such that a dialogue or transference of feelings may occur between the two sentient parties. The interaction that is ‘communing’ is purposefully initiated by the perceiver for the express purpose of learning or simply to transfer feelings in a sympathetic manner. with their fellow passengers. For some reason this interference in fields causes us to close-off our social desire to communicate and belong. My speculation is that we become a bit energetically homogenized when we are in such close proximity with others, so much so that our separateness desolves. Interesting huh? Consider love making? Two become one.

In other places in this blog Gwas and I have written about how we can change our aura size and in one particular instance, back when we visited the BSD (British Society of Dowsers) conference. I demonstrated on the fly the ability to shape someone elses aura.

Recalling that incident had me conducting some interesting experiments. If I shrunk the aura of a passenger(s) to the size of their body i.e. so that it would not be interfering with other people would they become more communicative?

This was a rather difficult experiment to conduct because I didn’t know whether I had succeeded in shrinking an aura and also whether, if the passengers started talking, it was because I had done so or whether it was just random chance. Throwing scientific rigor out of the window I proceeded anyway.

By the way, I did feel some tinge of ethical and moral pain when I did this, after all I was attempting to shrink people’s auras without there permission. I did ask the dowsing rods what the effects would be, and was assured that after shrinking (if I succeeded) the auras naturally return to the size they were before. Also note that aura size fluctuates all the time too.

The experiment went thus. I would pick a candidate and shrink their aura and then observe whether they communicated with other people more freely. I would also try to shrink the auras of two or more adjacent people to see what effect that would have and finally I would find two people who were together on the subway and were not communicating and shrink their auras to see the effects.

As a correlation, afterwards I would dowse to see if I had succeeded in shrinking auras. I then only took the results from cases where I had succeeded in shrinking the auras.

Conclusions

In general I found the results supported the hypothesis I put forward in that people were more communicative when their auras weren’t entangled. Dowsing also agreed that this would be the case. However an interesting result came out of my dowsing.

As I was dowsing the about the aura interfering with other auras I got an intuitive nudge about the environment that passengers are in.

As you may have read here, the speculation is that ancient shamans used caves to shape their auras and so create profound changes in their perceptive (and energetic) abilities. My intuition was telling me that the metal casing (of the tube train) along with the fact that it was running underground and that it was running through an electro-magnetic field was more influential on the energy of people than that of aura-to-aura interference.

As I dowsed this, I recalled the work of Valerie Hunt. In her excellent book, Infinite Mind, Valerie conducted some fascinating experiments on paranormal feats and EMF. In some instances using Faraday cages. Her conclusion was that EMF had a profound effect on subtle energyA form of energy that has so far eluded scientific definition. It is neither electric, magenetic, nor electro-magnetic, so far as our current technical equipment can measure. It does, however, exhibit many of the characteristics of magnetism and electricity in terms of its effects and properties. It may be a form of either or both of those energies that we have not yet identified. (in some cases this was a positive effect). I would also like you to consider the small bits of evidence for magnetic healing.

These disparate bits of knowledge were popping into my brain and giving my dowsing more questions to ask and a path to follow. The conclusion was thus…

• Aura-to-aura clashes were instrumental in people being less communicative on trains
• The above was severely compounded by the fact that the people were within a strong EMF field
• This was also compounded by the fact that (unnatural) aura shaping was occurring due to the shape of the train

The combination of these was causing people to be more reticent in their social communes. Interestingly I speculated whether this tube-travelling energy shape changing was also why people in the city were less social? The surprising answer was, yes. It seems that the more one travels on the trains the more ones aura is molded into a unnatural shape thus propagating that shape into times when they weren’t on the train.

Further dowsing revealed that a potential remedy for some of the effects was to shrink the aura to the size of the body.

You might be wondering what the effects of cars are on the Aura? I’m looking into it.

Kal Malik – exploring the beyond

PS: My girfriend picked up the rather unusual habit of plugging in here iPod when we were on the subway train together. Am I that boring?? Anyway, I decided to try aura shaping on her (without telling her of course) and in a few cases, literally moments later she was talking to someone (admittedly in a few of these instances it wasn’t me

I had just completed writing a proposal for my book, Active Enlightenment for Hay House publishers and wondered whether I could influence the submission in an energetic way. Normally I wouldn’t have even considered it but since this quest seems aligned with my, what we in the trade call mundane world. I thought that the threshold could be crossed.

The first question to ask of course is one that protects your own back, right? So I asked whether I could do such a thing, whether it would be holistically beneficial and whether I should. The answer to these questions was a resounding yes.

In another post I tell of two Yew trees that are right outside of my lodging windows and my intuition was telling me that these trees would be excellent in providing the right kind of energy. A quick flick of the dowsing rods confirmed this and I opened the energy block that I had previously put up to keep out their grounding energy.

Yew trees are excellent grounders of energy. Hence the reason why you find them in graveyards so often. After only a couple of weeks of moving into my current residence I noted that they were making me very lethargic. So, with their agreement I placed an energetic barrier between them and my room.

I was in a bit of a quandary since this was something entirely new to me I didn’t know how to proceed. The submission document was sitting on my laptop screen awaiting the click of the send button but how could I influence/inject energy into it?

After a lot of, “No, don’t be daft” answers, and really, I mean a lot. I hit upon one means that the dowsing rods seemed happy with. Create an energy spiral leading to the place the laptop was. Create an intention of that energy wrapping around the proposal document (like, how?) and then click the send button.

I know quite a bit about shaping energy in the home environment so to create a spiral of Yew tree energy was simple enough and involved a couple of crystals. Wrapping the energy around the electrons that made up my proposal document was a little trickier but I kind of got it.

Asking the dowsing rods if I had been successful in influencing the proposal in a positive way? Yes. So I clicked the send button. Phew!

If you’re wondering whether I had asked if the proposal would be successful, then you should know that such questions are rarely if ever answered by dowsing.

If you would like to nip over to YouTube and comment or thumbs up my proposal demo video, then I would be very grateful and incidentally it tells you how you can use energy to balance your trinity in an easy and simple way

Kal Malik Hay House Author

httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h8yIggrtWIQ

As you may know, a recent visit to Lud’s Church. Gave me another blue key towards achieving my Knights Quest. This key was to gain confidence in my voice. A curious key because I would have thought that I was quite confident in voicing my opinion or indeed in writing of my experiences (see this blog).

However, further meditation revealed that this confidence was literally related to my voice. Taking up the challenge and seeing how I could use my voice in this new light I decided to pull my knightly finger out and get to the task.

Star Song

Many years ago, I discovered a fabulous secret in plain sight. One of those things that is missed again and again. It took modern science to understand it and yet ancient people experienced.

Thousands of years ago people have stared up at the stars and created images of Gods out of them. The modern take on this is that they saw the mystery of the stars and being in awe of them they patterned Gods out of them. The other more fanciful notion is that the ancients had visitors from the stars and then in some kind of worshipfulness and they venerated the stars.

Arrant nonsense in my view! These two make the assumption that ancient people  were neither wise nor intelligent.

As we look from today back in time to those “dark ages” we find that the light of reason fades. However the resonance of intuition increases. Thus we can speculate (which is evidenced if you read material on Shamanic history) that in that time, heightened intuition was the norm.Let’s tie this with some modern knowledge about stars.

 As you know stars are suns that are a phenomenal distance away. Light from these stars sets out billions of years before we are born and heads off on a journey. The eventual culmination of this star trek is to fall through our night sky into the eye of a person looking up in awe.

Now lets take a 4000 year perspective. A person of today, filled with the rational noise of the world has scant chance to connect with his intuitive sense to “feel” this marvellous connection with the universe. A person from 4000 years ago. Who is living by intuition has no such noise to foil his intuitional senses. As Gwas and I continue to learn, star energy/light has properties that we are continuing to explore.

Combining all of this together, then surely it was the case that ancient people, when looking up at the night sky, truly felt and connected with the universe, in an utterly visceral way. Surely the were monumentally correct when they pattern the stars into Gods. Because for them, they were literally being touched by the light of the Gods.

In my humble way, I created a recording, kind of like a meditation that takes one on a journey to explore the above truth. It is/will be available on this site along with many other gifts when you purchase my friend Tam’s new book Cultivating Radiance.  Also this completed one of my Blue Keys on my Knights Quest in a truly fabulous way.

Thanks again for visiting with us,

Kal Malik – Star Touched.

ps: You can get Tamara Gerlach’s book from her site http://cultivatingradiance.com/

Continued from part III here.

I had left Peter with an “Evil” thing in his attic. The thing had a negative energy strength of -6 (Yes it’s bad, but he had been living with a -10 for 2 years). So I wasn’t feeling too bad about it. The next day I couldn’t make it back and the day after I got a call from Peter in the morning. “You have to come back! I’m being driven crazy!” was the message he left on my answer machine.

So I was back at his house that evening and he was a mess! “What the heck happened to you?” He was disheveled, sunken eyes, like he hadn’t had any sleep for 2 days. Which apparently he hadn’t.

Two days ago, when I had left him, he had taken the diaries upto his room and read through them, through almost the night, then he had tried to get some sleep in the early hours but his head was filled with stuff from the diary. The next morning (or rather the same morning) he was ill with headaches and couldn’t go to work. These continued throughout the day and the next night he couldn’t get to sleep either and spent the night watching TV in the lounge.

Wow! A normal perspective might have been a virus or illness of some kind but this was too much of a coincidence. I couldn’t help but ask Peter why he hadn’t gone to the Dr’s with this. Sorry, just couldn’t resist the dig. Time for some dowsing…

• Did the thing upstairs cause Peters illness and nightmares? Yes.
• What strength was it now? -17! What? What? I triple checked it. Yes it was -17! How? I thought about it for a bit and the only thing that came to mind was that Peter had been reading the diaries and had taken the box up to his room (I should have told him not to do that). Was this the cause of the -17? YES.
• After some really cool intuition and dowsing (if I do say so myself) I came up with the notion that because Peter had been reading the emotional content of the diaries the thing had been able to sap his energy too and was now a whopping -17! Scary!

I dowsed the box (and books) and found that its energy levels had dimished and had moved. I followed them and they led to where Peter was sat! I asked him to move and the energies moved with him. I dowsed and found three spirals of energy coming out of him and heading up the stairs (you know where!). Then I had an insight…

Gwas and I often find that a energy centre doesn’t neccessarily mean a place where energies come out from, but may also be a place where energies sink in to. So I asked whether the energy flow was coming out or in. Totally frighteningly I found they were going into him! The thing had its ‘claws’ in him, quite literally.

With a sigh, I asked whether I could still get rid of this thing? Surprisingly Yes. I had brought the following with me…

• Incense (snadlewood and nagchampa)
• Candles
• Singing Bowl (I had it in the car)
• Crystals (again I have stacks of them in the car).

As I walked back to the car I felt quite bad for Peter, What a blow. I was also kicking myself for not burning the diaries (that would have been my first point) fire seems to have a good destructive effect on negative energies (mythically and really). As this was going through my head, a thought occured to me. O crap! I hadn’t protected myself and I pulled the rods by the car and found that I had a ‘tendrill’ wrapped around me too. I did a quick energy bombAn energy bomb is (for me) the pulling in of energy from the surrounding environment and then causing an explosive release. It is highy effective against Leprechaun Energy but not so much against energetic draining energies and shades. and checked. Nope, still there. I spent a bit more time in visualising another one and bang! Still there! Okay, I thought, at least I know it’s there. So I wandered back to the garden (our base of operations) and I dowsed for what I needed.

• How many candles will I need? 1…2…3…7…14…22…33. What? A thought occured to me. One for each power centreA place where a person of a particular alignmentAlignment relates to the concept that humans have their own energy fields that are oriented or formed in a specific way such that the person is either suited better to one energy source of another. Some people have their energy fields empowered by the direct subtle energy force of The Sun, whilst others are empowered by the indirect subtle energy of The Moon. Due to the historical associations and symbolisation of The Sun with masculinity and The Moon with femininity we designate these alignments as either being ‘male’ or ‘female’ alignments accordingly. We interchangeable refer to people as being ‘sun-aligned’ or ‘male-aligned’ and similarly with the female alignment. (see ‘Alignment’) feels particularly comfortable and empowered. The place is an energetic centre where a particularly beneficial combination and formation of energies is formed into a pattern that is harmonic with the person for whom it can be called a power centre.? Yes. Crap I had like about 7 candles. Ok Next,
• How many incense sticks? 17 (this got worse and worse)
• Crystals? 2. I know 2? What?
• Did I need the singing bowl? No.
• Was this all? No.
• Did I need to do a intention? Yes.
• Was that all? No.
• Did we need to burn the diaries? Yes.
• Was that all? No.
• Did I need to get help from life energy (plants/trees)? No. Hot darn it.
• Was I being affected by the energy tendrill? Yes.

I knew I was missing something but just couldn’t thnk of what, then I had a breakthrough. There was this energy tendrill attached to me, but it wasn’t like leprechaun energyAn intelligent and aware energy with a penchant for causing mishaps, stealing treasured items, and being territorial. that followed you around. Could I move far enough away to be detached from this? As an after thought I wondered…Could Peter?

I asked whether what I needed was something that I needed to bring? No. Was it an action of somekind? Yes. Good! I needed candles so I asked Peter to come with me to the superstore. He refused, but I told him it would be good for him and he came along. We had driven about 10 minutes and Peter visibly (and I really mean visibly) improved. Interesting that ‘they’ (the tendrils) couldn’t follow.

We walked around the local DIY store looking for candles (Peter thought I was nuts). But eventually I found a box of a hundred tea lites. Perfect. As we walked towards the counter I was drawn to the plants. I know, the rods had said no, but…hmmm…As I pondered them, Peter stepped over and said, “they’ll die”. So I whistfully let it go and turned back to the aisle just in time to bump into a lady carrying a sign, it said, “Home is where the Heart is”

I am lucky (touch wood) if I do say so myself, my luck comes not from having signs pop into my life frequently but from being able to recognise them when they do, This was one such occasion. Home is where the heart is. I knew what the missing ingredient was.

We bought the candles and returned to the house, but before going near it I stopped the car and put quintuple levels of protection around both of us. I didn’t want any tendrils latching onto us. This time I had told Peter what I was doing (blessing him), I needed all the placebo I could get.

We got out of the car and walked to the back garden. I knew almost immediately that Peter had been ‘infected’ again. He had no threshold in that house. It was time to kick butt!

I didn’t do any more question dowsing, the good fortune at the DIY store was enough for me. The world doesn’t test our faith. It is we that should test it. So I had faith that I had got a good sign and now I was about to follow it. I prepped Peter for his part in the ceremony and we began.

1. We began by creating a pyre for the diaries in the back garden. We didn’t light it right then but waited unitl we completed the rest of the work.
2. Then I went around the house and lit candles at each of the power centres. “Take me to each power centre in the correct order for our task”, is what I asked for. There were 7 in the attic. Peter followed me (rather reluctantly at first but then got caught up in the ceremony of it all) and did his bit. It took ages to light all the 33 candles (I didn’t count them to be honest, I just walked and lit).
3. Then it was the incesne sticks, I lit them 5 at a time and placed them around the house as directed by the rods, and Peter followed doing his bit. Apart from 3 sticks which needed to be placed in the center-ish of the living room, the rest were placed pretty much next to candles. Three went in the attic, one of which was right above the the thing. Scary!
4. Of the two crystals, one was placed in the front exit and the other, again eeek, was placed ontop of the thing (I pushed it over it from a distance).

As we finished this, I felt certain that the tendrils from Peter had gone and I checked to confirm it. It had taken us about 1 hour and 20 minutes (the longest ceremony i’ve done) to set up the scene, now it was time to evict the previous resident. I asked to see where Peter needed to be and it was in the centre of the living room, where the incense sticks were. He did so and I went into the back garden.

I stood before the box of diaries and stilled myself to set my intention. It was time to kick this thing out of the house and for it to never return (which is what I had instructed Peter to think too). I then lit the diaries (which we had soaked with a bit of petrol). They went up in flames, in a rather satisfying way. As they reached the final embers I shouted in to Peter and a few seconds later I heard a satisfying slam of a door.

Was it done?

We waited until the incense sticks in the living room had gone out and then went around the home collecting all the candles, crystals and remains of incense. The house did feel a lot different and I didn’t mind going into the attic. The litmus test was of course the dowsing.

• Had the thing been banished from the home? Yes
• Had the negative energy tendrils and power centres been remmoved from the home?Yes, I didn’t expect a full yes from that to be honest.
• Had a protective threshold been established? Yes

It looked like it was a job well done, but if you’re wondering what Peters part had been then read on.

From the ‘sign’ in the DIY store I knew that Peter had to make his house his home. He had to create and strengthen its threshold. So as I went about the house lighting candles and incense, at each centre Peter infused the area with love. Whether it was a hug, kissing the ground, saying “I love my home” (it took me a long while to persuade him to do these, but I think a combination of the diaries, the sleepless nights and my unbending intent brought him into the spirit of the action plan). That is how we did it.

Then when I was burning the diaries, Peter was imaging the thing being dragged out of the attic (through the crystal) and down through each burning candle and out of the front door (through the crystal). And when I shouted to him, he had gone to the front door and slammed it shut. Sealing his “homes” threshold.

According to the rods, it had all worked great. I asked Peter to buy some plants for his home as the final test and left with the satisfacion of a job well done. And if the sun hadn’t set, i’m sure it would have shone out like a good-un.

As I walked out, I triple checked for any leprechaun residuals as well as tendrils, nothing. This wasn’t going to be like the horror movies where there is a last bit of unfinished business.

Kal Malik

Continued from part II

Peter and I had just dragged a box from his attic (that had been left there by the previous owners of the house) into the garden and were just about to open it, when I stopped him. “Hang on whilst I dowse it.”

A note here about Peter, he is a guy that has never done any intentional energy work in his life and was not only skeptical but a “I have no clue either way” kind-of guy. So all of this story has to be filtered because I spent much time trying to persuade Peter to humour my little whims.

With that in mind, I dowsed the box and found that it was energetically significant. Had it any bad energy in it? No, but it did have male and female energies flowing from it. Odd really, because if I was dowsing it blind, I would have thought that it was a plant or some kind of sacred stone (in a stone circle).

What it didn’t have was any of the “Evil” energy from the thing that was (I checked) still in the attic. Ok, I was fairly convinced that it would be OK to open the box and look through, so we did.

The box contained some musty old notebooks. Six of them and what seemed like some bric-a-brac. I picked out one of the books and leafed through it. It was a diary/journal of some girl. I will call her Jenny but that wasn’t the name in the books.

From the information in the books we found that she was probably in her late teens and had lived in the house with her father and mother. What was abundantly clear from the diaries was that she and her mother were physically (and emotionally) abused by her father on a weekly basis. It was heart wrenching to read her accounts of the beatings that she had had throughout her child hood.

I would put some words of hers here but it doesn’t feel right to do so so I won’t. I will say that her details of the events was graphic to the point of detailing where, when and how she and her mother had been beaten.

In my previous energy experience, I have come across energies that have lingered in places of violence and it wasn’t a big leap to think that the many energy points in the home (see Part I) where places that this mother and daughter were abused.

What a turn of events and so sad too. Both Peter and I turned aside as we read these diaries. I think he was crying too. In honesty, I didn’t read them all, nor one whole one in total. What I was wondering was, “What is going on here?”

It seemed clear that emotional energy had been infused into the writing of the books, but so? Why had it stayed there? I also dowsed and confirmed that the “thing” in the attic (Gosh! What a cliche) was feeding of this energy. I asked whether there were any shades involved? No. That was good, I’m trying to get out of ‘shadey’ territory.

Peter was rivetted by the diaries and as he continued to read, I looked through the remainder items in the box. There were some jewelry type stuff, hair pins, some rusted rings, hair brush. Nothing that stood out. A quick bit of dowsing confirmed the following:

• Yes, the negative energy centres in the house were related to where the mother and daughter had been abused.
• Yes, the diaries were a source of emotional energy
• Yes, the thing in the attic was feeding of the emotional energy
• Yes, it was affecting Peter in a significant way (see note below).

The negative energy that was leaking into the house from the attic was from the Thing, not from the diaries. Though they had emotional energy in them, the main cause was this entity that was leaching the energy out and then pushing bad energy into the house.

An interesting thing I learned was that another person had to be in the house too, kind of like a catalyst, for the energy transfer to take place. I think this is a really important find. Worth exploring later.

On learning that Peter was significantly affected, I did what I should have done right at the beginning of this exploration and asked about him. Tell me about your life? I asked. do you feel lucky? Do you get ill often? How are you emotionally. Relationships?

I was interested in anything that might be caused by the energy goings on in his home. He told me about his life, It was pretty average I have to say. The only thing that caught my attention was the nightmares. He said that he often had nightmares but couldn’t remember the details. I latched on to that and asked the rods whether these were caused by the energies in the home? A big YES.

As an aside, I learned that Peter’s energy was being subtly changed by the environmental energies and that soon it would be manifesting in a physical way. Oh dear! Since I am currently fascinated by thresholds, I asked Peter if he considered this house his home? He was surprised by the question and replied that, strangely enough, he didn’t. Here then is the story of the House of Peter….

Before Peter moved in, a family of mother, father and daughter lived in the house. I don’t know about the earlier years, but for the last four/five years of being in that house, the daughter and mother had been abused mentally and physically. This abuse had been carried out in various places in the house. All of this was evidenced by the entries in the diary

At about 3 years before they moved out of the house the “thing” in the attic moved in. Interestingly it had come in by being attached to the daughter from someplace. It didn’t move into the attic, but moved around the different rooms of the house, settling on the negative energy spirals.

An interesting point was, and this made me really angry, it had caused some beatings by being in a particular spot in a room. So it not only fed on the negative energy but also created them by causing arguments (see note below).

The family moved out of the house and it was empty for a while. During this time the thing moved into the attic because that was where the greatest concentration of energy was. But it couldn’t feed on it effectively because (for some reason) it needed a living person in the mix.

Peter then bought the house and moved in. Interestingly Peter was attracted to this house because of an energy alignmentAlignment relates to the concept that humans have their own energy fields that are oriented or formed in a specific way such that the person is either suited better to one energy source of another. Some people have their energy fields empowered by the direct subtle energy force of The Sun, whilst others are empowered by the indirect subtle energy of The Moon. Due to the historical associations and symbolisation of The Sun with masculinity and The Moon with femininity we designate these alignments as either being ‘male’ or ‘female’ alignments accordingly. We interchangeable refer to people as being ‘sun-aligned’ or ‘male-aligned’ and similarly with the female alignment.. This alignment was that Peter had been abused by his father when he was a child. What didn’t help was that Peter had recently gone through a divorce and was suffering from emotional issues (I learned this by dowsing, obviously Peter didn’t know anything about energies).

When Peter moved in, the thing had another ‘victim’ to use as a catalyst to feed of the energy of the previous emotions and now the ‘aligned’ energies of the new comer. Oddly it seems that it fed through a living being, hmmm like perhaps the living person was a straw through which it fed.

Over the 2.5 years that Peter had lived in the house it had fed and released negative energies in the house. This negative energy release is a natural process for the thing. It is like spreading manure. It helps create more ‘appetising’ bad emotions.

And thus we arrive at today. The above was all found either through the diary notes or dowsing for answers. Some of it was written in hindsight with the information that was gained that very evening. The sun was setting, we had been at it for 4 hours and I was knackered. I wanted some more answers though:

Was I able to clean out the house and thing? YES, Curiously, an easy “yes” considering it was a -10! So I double checked. Was the thing still at a -10? No, it was a -6 because the diaries had been removed. Cool. So did I need some stuff to help? Yes. I went through my usual list and apparently everything was needed! Seriously?

Since it was now down to a -6 I felt okay to leave Peter for the night and would come back tomorrow evening to kick this things ass. Oh by the way, again I didn’t tell Peter the details of it, remembering the Placebo.

Saying my goodbyes and doing a quick energy bombAn energy bomb is (for me) the pulling in of energy from the surrounding environment and then causing an explosive release. It is highy effective against Leprechaun Energy but not so much against energetic draining energies and shades. to be safe, I left thinking all was going good. That was my mistake!

Kal Malik

Continued from Part I

Yes, no messing I was pushed away from that box by something. In being lost in dowsing and exploring I had forgotten that this was a -10 energy. But in no way had I expected a “push” like that. It was a horrid feeling that pushed me. Not a physical push, although it might have been but more like, hmmmm, you know when you get hit by an awful smell? It just throws you physically from a place? Well, that was what it was like.

As I stood in the fresh evening sunlight Peter was quizzing me as to what had happened. From my past experience of working with paranormal phenomena I have found it best not to answer such lay questions, the power of placebo is tremendous. So I lied and told him that a spider had fallen on me and that I was Arachnophobic. It didn’t wash but it stopped him questioning for the moment.

What the heck was that? It took me a few minutes to compose myself enough to ask some questions. And I’m telling you, I didn’t want to go into that house!

• Had I just been pushed out of the house? Yes.
• Had my protection been up?Yes
• Was it some kind of awareness? Yes
• Was it a Shroud? No
• Did it push me on purpose? Yes
• Was it an attack? No
• Was it defence? Yes
• Was it something to do with that box? Yes
• Was it the spirit of the place? Genius LociGenius Loci means 'spirit of the place' and refers to the geological/gaian spirit of place. It is transfixed to a place – being an embodiment of the collective intelligence of the place.? No
• Was it Evil?

Now where the heck did that question come from? I was in the throws of just asking question after question and that one popped right on in there. Let me tell you as far as I can recall I have never asked that question before (I don’t think Gwas has either) But there it was, I had asked the question…

• Was it Evil? Yes

I could go into all the ‘stuff’ about, what is Evil and so on, but to be honest I don’t even know myself. I think with that kind of designation, one just has to have a holistic view or knowing (or feeling) of what Evil is.

I was frightened and I had to ask the rods, was my protection up to scratch? Yes, that was a relief. But I still had to force myself to believe it. In my explorations of the paranormal I have been witness to many things that people would normally scoff at and much that I am not capable of dealing with. I didn’t want to get involved to be quite frank.

Was it ok to ask questions about “it”? Sort of. What? This was a half and half answer. Which brought an intuitive tug and an amazing QnA.

• Did the thing have a threshold? Yes

I don’t know if you think so, but I felt that that question was  very intuitive. The thing whatever it was had a threshold. Unlike an aura, a threshold is its own demesne (like a protective home). The attic or some part of it was its home (energetically speaking). I wondered if some of its power came from the fact that I had entered its threshold without leave. The answer was YES.

Interesting. Was this also why I couldn’t ask many questions about it? Yes. Another intuitive leap made me ask, was this thing in residence before Peter had moved in? Yes. Ah, was this why it was able to have a threshold? Yes. It seemed to me that Peter had moved into an occupied house. As I ask these questions my fear eased a bit and I did wonder at the time as to why? But didn’t focus on trying to find out.

Peter invited me to the back garden and something to eat. I accepted and pondered where I was at.

1. There was something in residence in the attic
2. It was Evil (whatever that meant)
3. It had something to do with the box I tried to move (maybe it lived in there?)
4. It was spewing out negative energy in the attic and in the house.
5. This energy was causing plants to die (at a minimum).
6. It had a strong threshold.

As I thought about this I knew that I had to get that box! For a few minutes I considered asking Peter (to nip up and get it). You might think that I was being a bit care-free with his well being but quite the contrary, Peter didn’t much belief in all this mumbo jumbo. That belief (or lack thereof) was a powerful block to energies. Still, I thought no, I had to do it and as Peter brought some food out he found me dowsing in the back garden….

• Will my protection allow me to go into the attic and get the box?YES
• Was there any need for more protection?No.
• Would it be hard? Yes
• Would I be in danger?No

I said to Peter that I was just going to nip up to the attic and bring one of the boxes down. He insisted on helping me. So it was with a fair amount of fear that I headed up the stairs. As I went up a voice said something in my ear…

• “It feeds on fear”

Ok, now you know that i’m a one for speaking with the odd invisible thing also for listening to my intuition, but this voice was neither. My intuition doesn’t have a voice as such. It is just a feeling, and I commune when I want to commune, I’ve never had an intrusion as such, so this voice stopped me, causing Peter to bump into me.

Note…yes by now Peter was getting more concerned about the nut (me) that he had let into his house. understandable.

I put the ‘voice’ aside for the moment but heeded it’s words and tried not to be afraid. Er… Like that worked! I climbed up the steps to the attic and said to Peter that I would pass the box down to him.

It might sound strange but I could almost see a kind of energy in the air near the box. It wasn’t exactly on it, like I had thought, but off to the side somewhat. Of course it could have been my imagination. I went to the opposite side of the box, braced myself against any kind of “push” or attack and grabbed the edge of the box. As I did I felt a sickening feeling in my stomach, like going down on a roller coaster and nearly let go again. Peter shouted across, “have you got it?” This distracted me and for some reason that helped and I was able to pull the box over and get it to the steps. I was expecting some kind of backlash from behind, but nothing happened. Weird!

Peter and I brought the box downstairs and at my suggestion into the sunlit garden.

In part 3 I tell the story of what we found in the box

Kal Malik