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Neutralising a black stream source

A long time ago (although the way Kal and I are measuring time these days it might have been a few weeks ago) I took a friend who was getting into dowsing to a road that I knew well. I had been noticing lots of near misses along the road and had even felt peculiar passing over various places in the road. Now I wanted to check whether the road had any negative black stream energy passing over it, so I took my friend along to make the job of dowsing easier, and to see if we got similar results.

I sent my friend to the far end of the road, whereas I started at the near end. We were separated by about a quarter of a mile, and we walked towards each other. I could see in the distance that he was stopping every now and again, and re-tracing his steps. I had also found something. At several points down the road there were wide bands of dark energy flowing down the slope of the hill across which the road scythed. The bands were of a strength rating of around 7 (on a scale of 1-10) – a rating which meant that they were becoming a problem.

We met and confirmed each others’ findings. There were several streams of negative energy flowing across the lower half of the road too. Could we determine their source? If they were flowing down the hill, all of them, then wouldn’t their source be further up the hill? The rods indicated that there was a single source, and that it was near the top of the hill. As we were narrowly avoiding death by standing on this small country road as it was, and there was nothing visible near the top of the hill, I decided to leave finding the source until another day.

Several months passed. Spring and then Summer passed. I was travelling home past the top of the hill several times a week now, and my eye had begun to be attracted by a lane. Where did it go? It looked like it might go to the top of this “problem hill”. Might the source of the black streams be found along that path? The pressure mounted and the near misses on the road below seemed increasingly dangerous until one evening I decided to go and look.

The track was used as an entrance to one house, but was at the back of others which bordered the problem road below. The land was easy to walk, slightly overgrown and peaceful. Was there really a source of black energy up this way, I wondered? I got my rods out and dowsed:-

  1. “Is there a source of black stream energy accessible from this lane?” – pretty precise, I thought. YES, came the response.
  2. “Is the source of the black stream energy within half a mile?” – YES. Good. I didn’t intend spending all evening finding it!

I didn’t have long to wait. The lane bent slightly and suddenly the road that I had walked in from disappeared from view. Almost immediately I saw a heap of whiteness ahead of me. What was it? As I neared I began to recognise shapes – bit of plastic guttering, sheets of plasterboard, mastic casings, cardboard, lengths of painted wood….the list went on and on. Here was a dump of faded building material, clearly ripped out from a house nearby and then dumped by an unscrupulous builder to avoid time, expense and hassle!

Take a dump in the countryside

As I stood there aghast at this blot on the country loveliness around my head began to tighten. I was developing a headache! I moved away until the pressure eased, which was about twenty feet back down the path. Something had to be done. By me. I mustered my resources, put up some protection, and then ventured back into the fray to sort this out.

My protection guarded against being drained by this black source, yet I looked around for any alliance upon which I could draw. This was going to take more energy than I had on my own. I went into trance and felt around for compatriots amongst the nearby trees – some were willing but most were afraid to get involved. I admonished them (yes, I did, I told trees off – but it worked) and they relented in the face of my passionate plea. I called upon all the trees within the line of sight, especially the bigger ones, all the hedges, and finally all the shrubs and plants, to join together to help me put an energetic cage around this heap of crap in order to seal the dark force inside it and let the land heal. As I shaped the sphere of white strands of light around the pile I felt the gradual inclusion and collusion of the local plant life working with me. That made it really easy. Once the work was done I went around thanking the trees for their help.

A day later I dowsed for the effect: before I shielded the pile the black source was registering as a 9 out of 10. A day later the influence was at a level of 0.5 on the scale. Nearly dropping off the scale! I drove down the road affected by the black streams too and the road felt a little wider somehow! All I need to do now is convince (or shame) the local council into removing the rubbish. Or doing it myself if they won’t.

Gwas.

Causitive diagnosis – an experiment

“Yes, that sounds like it might be true”

Is a statement that Gwas and I use infrequently. What our preference is, is to say “Let’s test that to see if what he/she says is true for us”. Sounds fair to me, at least we’re not dismissing “stuff” out right.

In this months Journal of the British Society of Dowsers, Dowsing Today,  there is an article by Elisabeth Brown on causative diagnosis.

Elisabeth

In the article Elisabeth tells of how she came across the notion of causitive diagnosis when she determined that a clients cancer was caused by hair dye she used (see the article).

On the BSD site it says:

…knowing the underlying causes is the key to optimising treatment and therefore full restoration of health; reveal the main causes of different types of cancer, CFS, skin conditions and allergies; and show exactly why electromagnetic pollution, geopathic stress, and mobile phones can have such devastating effects.

Okay, now as I mentioned Gwas and I are explorers in our own right and so dont take much on faith, why? when we can test it our selves? As our moto is…

Don’t believe what we say, go and test it for yourself!

So I did just that.

Now then, I have Type II diabetes and was diagnosed around 2003 when symptoms such as excessive thirst had e off to the quacks for certification er I mean diagnosis. Anyway I thought I would try out “Causative Diagnosis” on my Diabetes to see what I would get. Here are the questions…

  • Can I ask about it? Yes – Obviously or this post would be a bit small.
  • How long ago did I contract Diabetes? This is an interesting question because I knew that it must be longer than 7 years. The answer was 9 years ago. I didn’t bother with the exact date.
  • How many contributing factors where there? Many (unhelpful)
  • How many were major contributive factors? Two (much better).
  • Where they the same level of contribution? No, They were a factor of 9 different, i.e. one was 9 times more causative than the other. wow!

Okay, so now I explored this “uber” causative factor. Was it to do with…

  1. Emotional
  2. Mental
  3. Biological/Genetic
  4. Food

As I began asking these, my intuition immediately kicked in and said “Environmental” But my rational brain replied “That is a rubbish answer” and so I carried on.

  • Is it to do with Energy? I got a slight wobble which indicates “you’re on the right track”

So I thought, Okay is it Environmental? A big yes (almost as if the Rods were happy to see me ask).

Here is the thing, when I went into this experiment I was expecting these answers:

  • Genetic, Obesity (though I havent been obese, bit overweight may be), Food

Since the quacks reckon that these are the “causative” factors.

So I was really surprised when I didn’t get these.

  • I then asked whether it was home or work environment, and I got home.

Home Environment Energy? A thought occurred to me…

  • Was it that good ol’ Geopathic Stress that everyone harps on about? No, Darn!

I have to confess that at this time my intuition and frankly belief in “causative diagnosis” was suffering. I ambled back and forth trying to gain some vantage point…

  • Was it to do with my partners energies? No
  • Was it my energies? No (obviously since these weren’t environmental)
  • So it wasn’t EMF or anything like that? No
  • Blind springs, ley lines? No and No (As you can see I was reaching)

Then something occured to me that stopped me in my tracks…Surely it couldn’t be that? The time frame fitted exactly but…wow…what a find and what would it mean?

Flashback

If readers recall, about a year ago I dowsed my house quite extensively and found a highly negative black stream of energy flowing throughout it. This stream had been there for “7 years” and had been causing bad stuff to happen for all that time. It took me a while and some effort to clear it.

Now

The rods were telling me that my Diabetes was caused by this black stream! What, where, who…wow! I never expected this answer. Not in a forever…

Since I “cleaned up” the house I have been feeling a lot better, but I wonder…if energies where the cause, could energies be the fix?

Next time…

Kal Malik

Imbolc: The Process of Re-Awakening – Part 2

Anglesey, 1st February 2010   

In the concluding part of our journey around Anglesey’s south-western corner for Imbolc we visited some of the sites that we had passed many times in our travels, but had never actually visited. We re-visited one site though – one of the Ty Mawr stones – in order to rectify a problem. The conclusion to the journey was at a cromlech (or dolmen) called Bodowyr, which was beautifully located, but sadly hemmed in by iron fencing again.   

Castell Bryn-gwyn (White or Blessed Hill)   

Castell Bryngwyn turns out not to be a castle at all, but a sacred space (or “religious sanctuary” as the information sign calls it) that was apparently later fortified by the Romans. It is named Blessed Hill or White Hill, but given that is was a sacred space I would plump for the interpretation ‘blessed’. Especially given our findings as to the way it has been used before it became fortified by that war-like race The Romans.   

Sacred castle without ramparts

The earthwork that remains is a two-thirds circle that has three visible entry points. In order from the entry gate they dowsed as being the Moon Entrance (the widest and clearest), the Sun Entrance ( a hollow depression) and a Star Entrance. The Star entrance was the most intriguing. I spent a bit of time working this one out and come to the conclusion that the entrance was aligned with the planet Venus when it appeared in the western sky. The most energetic time, therefore, is when Venus is in the western skies and the Moon is full. Some star energy and a sun alignment, possibly a solstice or equinox sunrise or sunset, are also part of the energy imprint of this place. However, its primary purpose seems oriented towards the lunar occasions – the full moons.   

A wide open space

We went looking for the most energetic place within this earth-worked arena. I say this ironically, because Kal was lounging on the ridge at the time throwing suggestions out whenever the mood took him. I dowsed to the most energetic place – it was a double-humped spot, like two grassy faerie rings together. I had seen something similar but much larger and more rounded at Carnac in Brittany. Kal shouted over: “Is it an altar?“. I used to dowsing rods to check this theory: yes, it was. A strong reaction to that idea. The altar was towards the rear of the site, slightly off-centre.   

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Calanais II: lumpy and grumpy

Sometimes it’s only when you finish writing a post that you realise what it was all about, and can summarise it. Well, as an introduction to this post I want to warn you that if you’re feeling anything but extremely up-beat at the moment then you might want to skip to another cheery post, like “The Hanging Tree“. Maybe not. We do have cheery posts, but this one is different. Different for an interesting reason. Even while M and I were having the experience I am about to relate, we knew we were being dampened by some force when we visited Callanish II stone circle. We had just come from Callanish III, which is only a minute’s drive away. I, in particular, was quite buoyant at my findings at Cal II, and was eager to find more stuff. Then we arrived.

Callanish II is also known as ‘Cnoc Ceann a’Gharraidh‘ in the original Gaelic, which translates as “Hillock at the end of the wall”. Sounds better in the Gaelic, I think. It is, however, this kind of uninspiring name that seems befitting to a site that on this day was immensely uninspiring. Maybe it needs a sunny day, or perhaps a flock of eagles to fly over, or something. Of all the sites we visited during our early Spring weekend to Lewis, this site had to be one that left us with a feeling of “we shouldn’t have bothered”. Which is quite remarkable, because the circle has some big impressive stones remaining. It should engender a feeling of wonder and the idea that at any moment something magical might happen. But it didn’t for me.

It is neatly sandwiched between the main Callanish I and Callanish III sites, but lacks their splendour or majesty. Saying that – here’s a link to a very moody shot of the whole circle: http://www.ancient-scotland.co.uk/picframe.php?a=284

As an example, we parked at the end of the small lane leading up to the circle. No-one else was there, except a family of spotted pigs that trotted past us, hurrying to reach their shelter in the abandoned house alongside the field next to the circle. The pigs had, as you would expect, lovingly churned up the ground so that it was lumpy and awkward to cross their field.

callenish-ii

We entered the stone circle site to be confronted by the five remaining tall stones. I dowsed around the edge to find out how many there had originally been and counted well, I don’t know how many. I knew at the time but now my GPS trail is impossible to follow for some reason, I remember I was having all sorts of fun trying to press the buttons through my gloves. That was the kind of lethargic, frustrating and debilitating feeling I was getting from the site.

We’ve come across this quality of an area that is imbued with negative energy. It causes arguments, saps your desire to do anything purposeful, thwarts your attempts to overcome it, and then makes you not able to even form the idea that there might be some unhelpful energy forms there. You just prefer to leave everything alone. You can’t rouse yourself to make any positive change. It’s only later, when you’re away from its grip, that you begin to wonder why you let that happen? Why didn’t you think to do something about it? Cunning stuff, this black energy! It has innate qualities that promote its own survival, and keeps it from being detected and eradicated on the spot. We find that dis-embodied sentient energies have similar qualities.

callenish-ii-3

What I did manage to achieve there was to dowse for missing stones, I think I found at least three, possibly as many as five, places where stones had been removed. Again – why can’t I tell you exactly how many I found? Why didn’t I record it in my notebook that was in my pocket? Why is it the only circle whose GPS trace data is so unclear that I couldn’t discern anything useful from it? No reason, of course. Just coincidence, eh?

A couple of former stone placements were already marked by someone who had put a small stone on those places (the obvious ones). I found the less immediately obvious ones with my trusty copper L-rods and where possible I marked it with a stone that was from outside the circle. In the picture below I have just nudged a stone back into place that had been shifted. Maybe the pigs have been doing quietly marking them? ;-)

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Whatever the purpose of this stone circle was it was now suffering from some form of malaise. Both M and I could feel it as we walked around. Neither of us were happy to be there and we both wanted me to get the dowsing 0ver and done with as soon as possible. I had one more thing I wanted to look at, which was the inner ring of stones that marked the cairn that had once been built within the circle. Within that – at the very centre of the circle (well, off-centre, but central) was a small ring of small stones and a central white stone. I dowsed for it having had human habitation within it, but then the rods fell to my side again and I aimlessly wandered about again.

I summoned up some half-hearted enthusiasm. What if I located a white stream power centre? I walked around asking to be taken to one, if one existed. I was taken to a flat female stone that was near to the parade of three tall standing stones that formed the remainder of what must have been a once-impressive circle. This female flat stone also dowsed for male energies, and for white stream energy. Would this be beneficial to me? I asked. “Of course”, came the dowsing response. I kept that in minf and put the rods down again. Look at that white stone in the centree, I said to myself. Hmmm. Hmmm, what?

callenish-ii-1

You could get a good view of Callanish I on the next hill over the Loch. And if you crane your head between the stones you can make out Callanish III on the ridge a few hundred feet on the other side. How strange to build three circles so close to each other! What purpose did that serve, I wondered? I mused. Rain fell. Winds blew. Pigs grunted.

I shook my head again vigorously to recover. It bought me a few seconds of time to step onto the female transformer stone, where I drew some energy into myself – enough to protect myself from the seeping negative feeling. Immediately I felt warmer and more relaxed. Unfortunately M didn’t, so I picked the rods up and formulated more questions in my energy bubble.

This site was full of male pointed standing stones. There were one or two female stones – only one, if I remember rightly, was for a still standing stone. Again that female transformer stone was flat. I wanted to dowse for the energy patterns coming in and out of it, like usual, but didn’t.

callenish-ii-6

One last thing to try. I picked up my staff and walked around the circle three times clockwise to try to invigorate the energies in the nemeton. This usually had a positive effect. By the third time around I could feel the energies flowing with and around me. Well, at least I had stirred things up a bit!

We went to sit back in the car as the rain struck up another orchestra of pings, splats and drips. The rain started heavily now, lashed sideways by the increasing winds coming in from all corners. Then to our surprise a cyclist arrived. He walked to stones, once around, got out and inspected a little paper bundle, and then ten seconds later rode off again.  Tick-in-the-Box, I said. But a bloody hardy one!

Having felt as though we had recovered our senses a little, and re-kindled our enthusiasm, we drove off towards the other interesting sites along the north-west coast of Lewis.

Gwas

Following the main road away from Cal II quickly.

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