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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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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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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:-

• My five healing rays - in which I identified the rays, and their basic principle

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 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..

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 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., 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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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

Dragons

What with all the things Gwas and I are learning, I am happy to say that we are still explorers of The Edge. Have you noticed that neither of us has settled into a niche and gone for the in-depth rigorous research, rather we are trail blazers and wanderers in the land of here there be dragons (not there is anything wrong with niche delvers I might add).

Last week I was approached by a fella who had a rather peculiar talent. He told me that he had wanted to have plants and flowers in his house but they always died, even the most hardiest (can survive anything) plants. His extreme example was that (as a test) he got some weeds from a neighbours garden and tried to cultivate them in his house, but even they died.

I asked him whether it might be environmental, maybe his house was just too stuffy or the wrong temperature or something? He replied that his neighbours on both sides had similarly constructed houses and they had no problems.

Having read (all that stuff on sick house syndrome) he had been pushed to me by a friend to have it investigated. Cool! I am game! And went around his house yesterday to investigate.

I have been doing house energy work of one kind or another for several years, everything from poltergeist investigations to house dowsing and improving the energies of a home. Although this was a new one on me I was sure I had the tools to deal with it.

I arrived at Peters home around 7 in the summer evening and from the outside his house was no different from the others in the street. It was about a third of the way down a twenty house street and his front garden was paved rather that grass. There were no plants in it and my first question to him was, did plants grow ok in his garden? He had never had any.

An interesting bit of knowledge I gained about houses just recently is on Thresholds. I don’t want go into it too much in this post, but will do a monograph (ahhhh I knew I’d get to use that Sherlockian phrase one day!) some day soon.

Anyway, I observed the threshold etiquette and asked if I could explore the house on my own. Basically the house was a 3 up 2 down semi with an extended kitchen at the back. I stood at the entrance, as Feng Shui people know this is the way that energy normally flows into a home and with dowsing I have seen the same confirmation. For me this is a good place to start and come back to to ask main questions. Here are some preliminary ones I asked:

• Is there something energetically wrong with this house? Yes (in hindsight this is a stupid question to ask as it if there is anything wrong with it, that must also have an energetic impact too, I digress).
• Are there any good energy centers in this house? Yes.
• Any bad ones? Yes.
• On my scale of 1 – 10 how strong is the positive energy? 3
• How strong is the negative? 10. Holy Zarquon Singing Fish! For those who are unaware, a 10 means get the heck out of here! Your radiation badge is screaming RED! Did you just notice me triple my self-protection? Make that quadruple!
• How many positive (good) energy centers are there? 1
• How many bad ones? 1..2..3..4..5…16..17…20…25…30..35..33! Wow. That is a record breaking number of negative energy centers. I had to walk up and down the hall several times to arrive at it and double checked my results by working down from 50.
• Were all of the 10′s? No. Phew!
• Were more than 50% 10′s? No. finally I found that 25% of them were a 10.

Intuition was kicking me in the behind now so I followed its flow…

• Were these all linked? No. Were most of them linked?Yes.
• After a bit I got to all bar 3 were linked and the 3 remainder where of a strength less than 5.
• Although these were all energy centres or indeed pools is another word I use. Was there a source from which all this flowed? Yes.

I was still at the door and Peter had come back to ask if I wanted tea, I said yes, herbal please and he pottered off. As he did so, a question arose in my mind….

• Is Peter connected in anyway to this energy?Yes.
• Was this why there are no plants growing in the house? Yes.

Some further investigation along these lines revealed that the plants were a minor symptom. Oh dear! Okay! It was time to find this SOURCE so I braced my quadrupled force-field and followed the rods. They took me half way up stairs and stopped at a truly innocuous spot about 2/3rds of the way up.

Talk about a let down. There I stood on the stairs looking around at, well nothing really. What! I triple confirmed the spot (once coming from the top downwards) and the same conclusion was reached. The source was definitely on the stairs. Perhaps the most valuable find of ours is the question,

• “Take me to something that will help explain this answer”

As you will see in recent posts on this blog, both Gwas and I have had plenty of success with this question. Therefore I employed it here. Was there anything that would help me understand what and why the 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. was on the stairs. I started at the front door again and followed the rods up the stairs. I had a sinking feeling that they were going to take me to the same spot again but was relieved when I climbed past it.

The rods took me along the landing and stopped or rather pointed inwards to a wall socket. Aha, Was this something to do with electricity? No. O! Again! Another place that seemed to have nothing special. I walked into the bedroom behind the wall and tried to continue dowsing but there was nothing there. It was definitely on the other side. I stood by the socket wondering and trying to get my intuition kicking in when Peter arrived with the tea.

As I sipped it, I asked him if there had been anything on the landing. He replied, No. Unhelpful I mused. Then after a moment he said, “Unless you mean the steps?” What? He pointed up at the ceiling and I saw a sliding door over what looked to be an entrance to an attic. It was right over the place I had stopped. Wow!

Is there anything up there? I asked and Peter replied that he had only ever been up once and that was when he bought the house, but as far as he could recall, nothing but junk from the previous owner which he hadn’t bothered to clear out.

A clue, at last, I thought and asked if we could go up? Sure and we slid the panel away and pulled down some ladders. There was a light switch but it didn’t work or the bulb had gone.

• Note to self : Put powerful torch in dowsing kit.

Fortunately Peter had a half decent torch and I climbed up. The attic room was quite big, filled with cobwebs (eugh I have a heightened arachnophobic sense), dust of ages and, as Peter said, plenty of junk. O and not to forget the low beamed ceiling (ouch). Peter popped his head above the hole and decided that he would stay there because the torch only afforded light for one persons movement.

Okay, this was a new experience. Dowsing in the dark with a flaky torch and junk everywhere. Accompanied by the laughter an occasional warning shout from Peter I was able to navigate further to a point of interest. It was deep in the depths of the attic room. I asked if this area I was stood in afforded some answers? and got an excellent YES.

I looked about at the boxes and clutter and considered where to start when I got an almighty shiver running through me. It must have been physically visible because Peter called across, “Are you alright?” I was taken aback a bit but nodded. What was that? A sudden realisation of space hit me and I knew that I was stood right above the staircase! A quick look back to the hole in the attic confirmed it. I was right above the place where I had stopped on the stairs!

I asked if this was the negative energy centre? YES! Aha! Awesome! What a finding. I looked around again and this time the “junk” seemed a lot more interesting. I asked if there were any other power centres in the attic? Yes, lots. I asked if they were to do with the stuff that was up there? No. I asked if there was anything specifically to do with the negative energy up there? YES. It was a cardboard box, It seemed that spirals of negative energy were emanating from it (or the place it was).

It was difficult dowsing in that vertically confined space and I thought to lift the box and take it downstairs when I was “pushed” away from it.

THAT was scary! Nerve wracking and piss in your pants frightening. I scrambled for the exit and almost had to push Peter out of the way to get down the ladder. I walked (really fast) to the front door, Peter in tow, and walked out of it into the bright sunshine. Thank the stars for the long summer evenings.

To be continued…

Kal Malik

On the odd occasion we have mentioned and discussed Leprechaun energyAn intelligent and aware energy with a penchant for causing mishaps, stealing treasured items, and being territorial.. Our first ever mentioning of this rather disturbing energy was on our trip to Ireland. Although we have given it a name particular to the Emerald Isle that should not be taken an as anything other than a name.

Essentially Leprechaun energy is a ‘negative’ energy that attaches to people. It might have been picked up from an environment or from other people.

Attaches might be the wrong word to use here as I am increasingly of the opinion that energies don’t attach but rather balance or alter our energy to another frequency. So it might be more appropriate to say that a person has been in an environment that has altered their energy frequency to one that is not benign.

My reason for bringing this topic back to the fore is that for the last 5 days I have been feeling very under the weather both emotionally and physically. As well as suffering from a lack of energy and a serious amount of things not going my way.

Dark trickster energy personified

After a meditation in a Yew energised power center in my room I was given the insight to do some dowsing. As a side note, one of the peculiar things I have found of late is that I am able to dowse in my room. Up until now Gwas and I have had difficulty dowsing in our homes. Particularly for non-energy related questions. However my current residence is flooded with Yew tree energy from a couple of magnificent specimens just outside of my window. This has/is allowing me to dowse more fruitfully in my room. On with the tale…

I dowsed some initial questions thus…

• Am I infected with Leprechaun energy? Yes
• How long for? 5 days.

As this point I gained a flash of intuition. I had wanted to go to Glastonbury at the weekend but at every turn I was deflected. Traffic jams, getting lost, and just plain weirdness prevented me. At the time I didn’t think to wonder why my plans where being thwarted. Now I knew! Leprechaun energy!

I wondered as to where I had picked up this energy…

• Was it from someplace I had been? No
• Was it from someone I knew? Yes
• Someone at work? No
• Someone in town? No

Hmmm…I puzzled on this for a few moments. Who did I think was a carrier of Leprechaun energy? Well, my brother and sisters where definitely in a depressed state. So I asked whether it was any of them? The answer was fast swing to YES.

Apparently the source was my younger sister with whom I had speaking alot over the phone (ostensibly family counselling). I thought that she had infected my other sister and brother, but the rods said otherwise. They, in their own right, were carriers too. Holy Zarquon Singing Fish!

Still it was surprising because I had not had any physical contact with them. I asked the rods if Leprechaun energy could latch onto a person via the phone? Yes. Via any kind of communication link?

Here the rods wobbled and so another question formed. Any kind of link that you are actually communicating across emotionally? Yes.

Wow! What an interesting finding. A further question revealed an interesting answer. Does Leprechaun energy (and by inference good energy) travel a comm link just as good as if you were in physical proximity? No. Some more ‘levels’ dowsing revealed that being in physical proximity was 3 times as bad as over a distance.

Of course this is one of those areas that can have a lifetime of exploration. But the above is enough for me at the moment. Now it was time to get rid of this darned energy! Being at home, I had all the tools to hand, crystals, incense, singing bowl, Yew tree energy. What was I going to need?

Apparently our ‘usual’ exploding energy ball would suffice, which led me to determine what energy level was this Leprechaun energy? A level 8! Wow and it wouldn’t take much to get rid of it. Was this a sign of some ‘power’ growth in me? Some, yes. But it was more to do with the fact that although the ‘level’ of energy was high. The ‘stickiness’ of it wasn’t (3).

Here are the simple steps for doing an energy explosion…

1. Get into a mind quiet, meditative state
2. Go deep inside yourself until you reach a core that is you, only you.
3. Rapidly drawing energy into this core until it builds and explodes outwards taking any ‘foriegn’ energy with it.

Dowsing confirmed that the Leprechaun energy had been totally obliterated. A fantastic feeling and I was feeling better immediately (obviously the placebo – haha).

I made a note to self, when communicating with my family…lots of protection.

Kal Malik