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The Circle and The Spiral

Changes with The Moon

My wife had a friend. She has worked with this friend a long time ago and they used to have happy times, but then her friend began to succumb to the stresses and strains of working in the mental health profession, and rapidly began to suffer from the very symptoms she was trying to cure. Friendship became strained. Honestly, her friend has never really recovered properly. and now, perhaps cruelly, her name is often accompanied by the prefix “Mad…” Everyone who knows her expects a whirlwind visit near to a full moon. Oh yes, despite what sceptics say, experience has taught me that this so-called myth is very true – people affected by the moon are prone to lunacy when the moon is full.

One night I heard a knock at the door. My wife was away and it was 8pm. I opened the door and Mad Lady walked straight in, chattering about seeing our cats, and 101 other topics within a ten-second burst. Definitely “hyper”! She is a buddhist and spotting an ornamental buddha perched on our fish tank she began to bow to it in little fast bows, hands clasped in prayer, and muttering incomprehensible mantras to herself and her deity. I calmly asked whether she would like a cup of tea, if she was staying? To my surprise she said yes, so I began to prepare the necessaries. All sorts of thoughts were going through my head. Mostly, “What am I going to do now?“. To be honest I had always let me wife take the brunt of her behaviour and had taken every excuse possible to slip away.

Sounds harsh, bur this lady has a lot of issues and she is a vortex of negative energies. She is a “taker”, but when well is equally a “giver”, so you just have to know when to catch her right. Sadly, she visits people most often when she’s in need, and in “take mode”. Tonight was clearly such an occasion, and this time there as no escape. this time I would have to deal with her on my own. The test was obvious to me. She was going around in circles with grief, stuck in a time loop, weighed down by the grief and guilt that accompanied the suicide of a former lover. She is spiritually and intellectually active but I know that very few of the people that she encounters are prepared to deal with her frantic and overpowering curiosity combined with such a strong neediness. People often are willing to help, but she is like a vortex of neediness that people get quickly depleted.

This time, however, the test was mine and mine alone. I prepared myself.

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Sickness, Shadows and Swords

As the nights draw in here for the Northern Hemisphere countries our lives begin to change in subtle ways. We lose the lightning power of The Sun in the mornings and evenings. As this power is depleted the changes may even be mirrored in our body chemistry, and consequently in our thought processes. For many people “Seasonal Affective Disorder” (SAD) is a fact of life – they get more depressed in the Winter months. Luckily, I don’t suffer from this, however that doesn’t mean that I am not prone to dark influences. Here is my very personal story about how my psychic shield got breached, and I became a victim of my own dark shadow. If ever there was a horror story to accompany a Winter evening, this is one that will chill your bones!

I can’t tell you how difficult this is to write. I am a strong independent person with what I often believe is a will of iron. Once my mind is set I generally achieve what I set out to do. In addition, I am very healthy. Physically I am in peak condition, my immune system is very strong, and I pride myself in keeping myself in good condition mentally, physically and spiritually. That is, after all, my whole reason for being – to keep my soul’s cage in the best of working conditions. So, it is with some level of embarrassment that I found myself getting ill in a number of ways recently, most particularly not being in total control of myself. I was being influenced by a shadow self.

Jung and The Shadow

In Jungian terms I was encountering what the great psychologist termed The Shadow. This concept is so prevalent in film, television, fairytale and mythology that it hardly needs an explanation. We know it as the often sublimated and suppressed urges arising from our usually latent desires and instincts. Almost every horror film is a depiction of the struggle with The Shadow. When it is let loose it has the capability to put the ‘light’ self in a tricky situation, because it does not obey the rules and the established norms of society. In my quest to be a “good person” I may have pushed these instincts too far under the surface, and now they had chosen to re-emerge at a time when I was physically and energetically weak.

I have an inkling now about what triggered it to become dominant, but only because I have managed to dowse it after the fact. The Shadow creeps up on you from behind. What I did know at the time was that I was acting out of character with how I perceived myself, and out of step with my spiritual goals. I first noticed The Shadow emerge in the dream world, where my dreams began to include unusually violent or sexual situations. I put it down to any one of a hundred reasons, and carried on. It would go away.

Next it began to make itself mentally present during the day. My thoughts began to turn to matters that I didn’t usually allow. Forbidden subjects. Deviant topics. If you’ve had these thoughts yourself you know what I’m talking about. I began to wonder what was going on now. How could I be having these thoughts? I hadn’t had thoughts like this since my early teens, the years when my mind was struggling to define itself in its emergence into the world of adulthood, when laws and ethics were being created and challenged with equal rapidity, when I was defining the boundaries of my self.

The final straw came after a few days of The Shadow manifesting itself within me physically. I was now doing things, making things happen in the physical world that my poor helpless moral self was appalled at! Finally, it rebelled with sufficient force as to cause me to stand up and summon the forces of my will power to re-assert control, if only for long enough to decide to do something about it. This had to stop, or my world was going to come crashing down around me and I would be left in the middle of it, alone, wondering what the hell had happened! Hell indeed. Time for action!

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Somebody Else’s Problem Field

Douglas Adams

A few years ago we lost that remarkable genius, Douglas Adams. Both Gwas and I have been a fan of his work for years. From the original Hitch-Hikers Guide to the Galaxy (known amongst aficionados as hhgttg, or H2G2) to the less famous, but equally recommended Dirk Gently series.

Not a month goes by when we come across a life situation that is comically mirrored in either of the above mentioned series. One such example we have purloined for the energy world was referred to in the hhgttg as The S.E.P Field.

Somebody Else’s Problem

From the book then we have…

An SEP is something we can’t see, or don’t see, or our brain doesn’t let us see, because we think that it’s somebody else’s problem…. The brain just edits it out, it’s like a blind spot. If you look at it directly you won’t see it unless you know precisely what it is. Your only hope is to catch it by surprise out of the corner of your eye.

The technology involved in making something properly invisible is so mind-bogglingly complex that 999,999,999 times out of a billion it’s simpler just to take the thing away and do without it……. The “Somebody Else’s Problem field” is much simpler, more effective, and “can be run for over a hundred years on a single torch battery.”

This is because it relies on people’s natural predisposition not to see anything they don’t want to, weren’t expecting, or can’t explain. [source]

As I said, Gwas and I have purloined this phrase to describe a rather interesting phenomena that is put out (or radiated like a field) by energetic entities. As you will have read on a few occasions Gwas and I have interacted with energetic awareness or entities that have been bad for our energy. Out in the wilds we have sometimes referred to them as Leprechaun Energy. The SEP field described herein is more to do with bad energies we have found in homes.

Often we have found these entities lingering in homes (even our own homes) and have thought to do something about them. Which (again as demonstrated) we are quite able to do. However an unusual energy that these entities put out can only be referred to as an SEP field. Basically the phenomena can be described thus…

We will find, or be told of, a bad energy in a home. We will resolve to do something about it. We might get a look in to dowse the thing but whenever we think to do something about it, a lethargy sets in or some other task will seem more important or we will just plain forget it. Only to recall hours later (or even days) that we were meant to fix something.

We have named this phenomena an SEP field, in honour of Douglas Adams, whose works continue to inspire us. Some other notes on this field are…

  • Distance seems to be a factor in that the further you are the more you can think about it.
  • It is usually something in your own home rather than someone else’s (we seem to be able to deal with entities in other people’s houses).
  • We are more able to talk about them with each other rather than think about them when we are on our own. This seems to be related to the above point in that the SEP field might only affect the home owner/resident.
  • This invisibility field is related to the strength of the entity. The stronger the entity the stronger the field.
  • Putting up protection does not seem to work in resolving the field.
  • It seems that they really do have to be caught off guard. i.e. in passing we will think of it, grab our rods and do something about it.

To say that these fields are annoying is an understatement. Because they seem to affect the owner (in this case Gwas or I) we have founded them (and I quote) “Maddening”

Kal Malik

Dark Entities and SEP fields

Gwas here. I’d like to add my information as a supplement to Kal’s points. I agree with everything he’s said so far, but there are a few additional things I’d like to explore that have come to my attention about this problem.

The first aspect is that the phenomenon may not be linked solely to “bad”, “dark” or “ill-intentioned” energy forces. Certainly, is it much more within the nature of the deceitful spirit to want to keep its presence quiet, or force anyone’s attention away from its workings. That is defnitiely one aspect fo what’s going on here. However, I feel that all intelligent unseen entities have this capability. How it gets used may differ according to the entity’s personal character and motivations.

So, I think there is a level of assumed intelligence in operation here. That means that you are potting your wits against anything that you can detect is using an SEP field to distract your thoughts away from its work, and you may question why it would want to do that to you. Is it for your benefit, or because it wants to keep you in a particular state of iignorance and apathy?

This would be the point at which you should determine whether you are a “food source” for this entity!

Draining and complaining

Why am I so tired

One of the symptoms of being energetically drained by an intelligent entity is that the “victim” begins to complain about lethargy. As the victim’s energy field is depleted they may begin to take steps to generate mroe energy, but to no avail. They may begin to do more exercise but just feel tired. They may eat more but not be satisfied. They may do more spiritual or psychic work but find that this is not as productive or as helpful as they are used to. They may become ill more frequently. At this point you may begint o get really concerned about the effects of this force, and rightly so.

As Kal has pointed out, putting up protection is not going to stop you being drained. If you are already having your energy depleted then whatever protection you put up is likely to be at the very least weakened, and at best it may have a temporary protective effect, but it’s going to cost you energetically to maintain this protection. So what can you do? Get help! Either from someone who knows what they’re dealing with, or if you have the knowledge of how to do this yourself, then begin to take steps to deal with it. Here is my recommendation for the self-help process:-

  1. Get out of its way – go somewhere far away from it’s influence, and make sure that you haven’t taken it with you.
  2. Visit a place of power. Open yourself up to this place’s healing and re-balancing, its energising and nourishing energies, and get your energy levels back up. This may take more than one visit. You wil have to identify such a place of power yourself. You already know one, even if you think you don’t.
  3. Learn about the entity. You may need to be far from it to do this. Why not start in your place of power? Find out about it – male/female, beneficial/harmful, strength, any impressions about its intentions, was it human once/nature spirit, and so on. Knowledge will help you. Tarot cards are a good way to reveal information.
  4. Confront it when you’re at your strongest. Catch it off guard. Psychically get hold of it and act out the act of cutting the connection it has made to you. Then send it away with your strong intention and the pwoer of your will. Act this out physically if this helps, with gestures and expressions.
  5. Seal the area. Put up protection around yourself and the affected area (maybe your home) to prevent it coming back in easily.
  6. Watch for its return. Some entities are clever and persistent, and will try to get back at you if you have been a good source of energetic ‘food’. Watch for its return.

Of course, these are pathetically generalised instructions, but they may help you find your own way to deal with these things.

Other things that can help you focus are: burn incense to clear the space, use crystals (especially quartz) to focus intent and energies and offer some additional protection.

I would recommend reading about other methods by such writers as Ted Andrews, David Furlong or Judy Hall. Fore-warned is fore-armed, as they say. My main advice is – don’t ignore these things just because they want to be ignored. That’s usually a sign that you should be finding out what it is that wants you to be unaware!

Gwas.

Later...

Kal here again. I was pondering this some more last night when I had a thought. Perhaps the reason why our protection against such SEP fields wasn’t working was because they were already inside our threshold?

Thinking back over our experiences, I feel that the SEP field is more like a chameleon’s camouflage i.e. something innate rather than something that is intended. Just a feeling I have. Also I suspect that historically we were more able to see/sense these creatures than we are now. Hence why there were more reports of supernatural beings in the past than there are now. Perhaps this is because belief has waned?

I really like Gwas’s self-help ideas. Perhaps a how-to post is in the offing? I would point out though that the SEP field itself stops us from doing these things. Even as I write this I know that there is some energetic thing in the other room that is actively stopping me from thinking about it. Maybe I should do something about it now…just let me finish another post…

Kal Malik

 

From Berth to Death: Arthur’s Grave

On a day that only a mother could love I dragged my long-suffering spouse into the farthest reaches of our lands to the western shores of Pembrokeshire. Why would I do such a thing to a nice lady? Well, I had taken the day off to celebrate Samhain, and it was part of my year’s quest that I should resolve the link between Berth and Death. That’s The Berth – a Shropshire hillfort – and Arthur’s Grave, the final destination for a mythical character and a hedge druid. If you haven’t read the beginning of this story, then may I refer you to this post? I feel compelled to do so.

So, the story was that “The Death of Scorpio”, or the coincidence of the constellation appearing at the point of the western sunset along the south-western axis that joined The Berth to Arthur’s Grave was the reason I was making a four hour drive along slippery autumnal-bedecked roads to hike into the back of beyond. As I journeyed that day I was continuously recognising places that Kal and I had passed on our journey to the same location earlier in the year at Spring Equinox. On that occasion I had come to Beddarthur (Arthur’s Grave) as the final part of a quest to use the energies of three stars to unlock an inactive part of my DNA sequence, and potentially unlock some hidden healing powers. At the time I had no idea what I had done. During the year I discovered that I had acquired an ability to draw energy from plants to use to negate the dark and twisted energies left behind by some humans upon death, and I had also unleashed a guiding spirit of a knight who had been enlisted to assist me with such work.

All that seemed far away and certainly locked deep in the back of my mind as I wrestled with the increasingly powerful and playful winds that rose to meet us as we crested the hills from which Stonehenge’s powerful healing stones had been hewn. Today my mind was focused on the mundane matter of the rip in my hiking boots that were making one foot wet and squelchy.

View across Arthur's Grave to site of the Bluestones

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South Wales Part 1 – Parc le Breos

With about as much preparation as a shotgun wedding Kal and I decided to meet up “half way” in Chepstow in order to explore the South Wales area for megalithic sites. We both had different quests to pursue, but sometimes the quests are secondary to the much more enlivening act of just being out together at sacred sites, for there is no more pleasurable experience to me than to be with my old mucker dowsing and discovering things druidical and deep at the darkest and dingiest neolithic remnants these fair lands have to offer.

So we pointed a random finger at the map and with only a name to follow and the promise that something worthwhile may be there we headed towards Parkmill village just beyond Swansea in West Glamorgan. I had already travelled for three hours to get to Chepstow, but such is our zeal for our quests that I was prepared to venture another hour or so into the furthest corners of west Wales just on the off-chance that this place might be good. Luckily, it was better than good!

We arrived at Parkmill and took what we presumed was the right track past the Heritage Centre and ended up at a small car park. We checked the maps but couldn’t decide which way we ought to be going so I went over to check a nearby information board supplied by Cadw. It showed the area of Parc le Breos (Park Le Bruce, or Park Wood) to be full of interesting sites – a reconstructed long cairn, a cave and possibly a well. Frankly, I didn’t read past the long cairn – already I wanted to see it. We made our way up the well-made path, eager to see what this reconstruction had to offer.

Information about the Park Wood site

The long cairn (or more properly I should say it is an Initiation Chamber) had been excellently rebuilt. It looked beautiful, and gave us a very good idea of how the front may have looked in its original form. These builders clearly knew how to make a great structure. I took some pictures then put the camera away. It was time to have a look around inside. I approached the entrance and introduced myself to the place. When I walked forward I asked if I may enter and waited for a response. I got one – a horrible push in my stomach that felt like a nasty prod in the guts. Hmmm…rejection. It would seem that I wasn’t in the right state to enter at this time – maybe not at all?

I got my dowsing rods out and asked if there was something I could do in order to prepare myself for entry into the chamber. The rods directed me away from the building and towards the nearby line of trees. As I broke through the tree line into the woods the rods swung around to point at the moss-lined back of a large oak tree. “Sit here!” they seemed to be saying. So I sat down and lit some incense sticks, hoping they would assist me with the cleansing process. I felt I ought to rid myself of my “worldly” energies – the energetic clutter and state of mind that comes from driving in the modern world. I wasn’t in a megalithic state of mind yet!

Minutes later the oak had helped me to divest myself of all my detritus, and I felt cleaner and really “tuned in” to the place. I thanked the tree and went back to check whether or not I would be able to get back into the chamber to do some work.

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Moel-Ty-Uchaf – the healing rays explained

At the end of August 2011 I found myself with an evening free and an urge to visit a sacred site where I could learn more about the five healing rays that I have been studying. As a reference for those of you who haven’t been following this particular series from the beginning, here are the related posts:-

In this visit I was hoping to have some information revealed to me that would show me how these healing rays could actually be used, in other words – how does one invoke them, and how are they utilised once invoked? The beautiful circle of Moel Ty Uchaf was to be my teacher this evening.

A stunning rain and sun backdrop above Llandrillo

On my journey up the steep trackway to Moel-Ty-Uchaf stone circle I was welcomed by a rainbow, which was somehow fitting considering I was here to try to get some more answers about the nature of the healing energy rays that I can work with. Apparently I have until Samhain this year to get my theory and practise all sorted out, because then I will face a challenge, a task, a test of skill, perhaps an opportunity to progress. I knew what failure meant – another turn on the Wheel of the Year to go around in a circle rather than a corkscrew movement upwards. I was taking every opportunity I could to do my homework.

As I passed the trees that line the lower part of the route up the hill I asked them about their energies. Are they male if the tree is male, and so on? The answer was that trees have no gender, they are both male, female and neutral, and so they can create living energy lines that are of any of these “flavours” depending on what the tree wishes to harmonise with, draw from, or support. Its own intent creates the required alignment.

With all my physical training I found that I didn’t need to stop once going up the hill. At the top I was breathing deeply, but not out of breath for once, nor tired or leg-weary. My calf muscles were also intact for once. Amazing result! But nowhere near as amazing as the view that I was about to be presented with as the clouds that had dogged my ascent began to part letting through the rays of the setting sun over the Conwy Mountains. In the picture below, look for the unusual photographic artefact of the sun converging to a turquoise point! Or is it something from the ground opening a hole in the clouds?

The sun appears over Llandrillo - view from Moel Ty Uchaf

I ate my Co-Op convenience catered tea at the King Stone and began to introduce myself once more to the Genius Loci, asking for permission to work with her to ask questions about healing. Using my rods I determined that she would co-operate with that, but I felt that I would have to offer her something in return. Intuitively I was given the sense that there was some earth energy healing that I would have to put into practise here. This wasn’t going to just be a one-way theoretical lesson!

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On the Edge Part IV

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 bomb 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 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 energy 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

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