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Connection

Three Themes

A few posts ago, I mentioned in passing that (amongst other quests) I am on a personal or rather familial quest of bringing my siblings and their brood(s) together. It is a monumental undertaking. To take a quote from that ever inspiring Hitch-Hikers Guide to the Galaxy…They have problems beyond the dreams of analysts.

I actually googled that to see if it hit and am pleasantly surprised that my memory is still serving me in good stead. Here is the results from google and the above quote.

Let’s put that quest down as thread one. In another post I told of how I recently discovered a wish that I had remembered from my childhood and one which my mother had added her voice to. Here is the Promise from the Past post that tells of that re-discovery. Let’s call that thread two.

Over the last few months I have been deep in the study of all things related to self and energy. In particular I have been delving into the world of Sufism. You’re going to have to wait for that one (or more likely more than one) as it is still fermenting in the draft area of this blog. Let me entice you with its title though…

• In Search of the Soul

Cool huh? So, although a post isn’t available as yet, let’s call that thread three. Or better yet, let’s call them themes instead. So we have three themes that seem disparate.

Anniversary

My dear and most be-loved mother passed away 3 years ago on August 16. I was devastated. We had a fabulous relationship together and if I do say so myself, our relationship was complete. Gosh! How many people can say that? To have no regrets about a relationship with someone, to be able to say that you fulfilled (in hindsight) all that you wished for from a relationship is a rare gift (I know, I’m in the personal development game and I see the lack of this so often…if only…)

My mum was an amazing spirit (I am biased, but what the hay). Although she was relatively young (late 60′s) when she passed she had a crossing that was as she wanted. Castaneda says that for warriors, when Death comes, he comes with respect and awaits the pleasure of the appointee before gently removing their life. Many faiths across the world identify spiritual people by the way of their passing. If you have a moment go read about the passing of C.G.Jung…It is said that in his final days he drifted into the other world such that he was more there than here and so passed a great man.

I could tell of how synchronicity wrapped my mums passing with grace and power but that is another story. My point of mentioning it is that her anniversary gave me the desire, energy and belief to attempt to bring together the many strands of the afore mentioned siblings and brood(s).

With great effort and much cajoling and frankly bringing all of my influencing techniques (from coaching) I jumped into the task with aI Can Do Itattitude. It was still mid July when I began pulling together the threads. Even as I write this post the hair on my neck rises as I think about how that undertaking came to fruition.

My younger sister many years ago had emigrated back to our parents home country, Pakistan. So she was out of the equation. My other siblings had the notion of

• “We’ll See…” This statement is the bane of coaches!

Some of the brood(s) were alienated from their parents and indeed their parents had in return reinforced that alienation. Yet I persevered. Then something miraculous began to happen. I heard that my sister was returning to the UK for a holiday! Would she be on time for the 16th? Yes!

My parents were deep followers of the Islamic faith (so was I until about 18) and my other siblings were followers (as best they can) so I organised for an old and much-loved teacher of mine to visit and say a few prayers that I knew my mum would love. You’d think that something like that was easy but it is Ramadan, the time of fasting and spiritual observance. To book my old teacher at such a time was nigh on impossible and yet again the Genius of Synchronicity was playing my hand and he was able to come and deliver an amazing, er I don’t know what to call it in English. I guess ceremony is a close fit. But it was much more than that.

I had got my brother (reluctantly) to send out the invites to sibling/brood(s). He had  little hopes of people turning up. But I laughed at his negativity. There was a higher power at work here, I told him.

Strange Twists

Then a something went a cropper! I had done some amazing crystal work with regards a week or so before the event and (I believe) as a consequence I was offered a contract of work. The position was to start on the 20 of the month which suited me fine and I happily accepted it after all it wasenergetically designed. Then at the beginning of the week of the 16th i.e. the 13th I got a call from the agent. They wanted me to start on the 16th! It was a show stopper for the employers. What was I to do? Should I decline the offer of work or miss the anniversary ceremony that I had pushed everyone else to attend?

What was going on? It didn’t make sense? The contract had come up through intuitive work. The anniversary had been surrounded by synchronicity. Surely this couldn’t be happening. With great misgivings and a feeling of dropping from the path, I agreed with the employer that I would come in on the 16th. Perhaps I could make the evening dregs of the ceremony was my consolation prize.

I confess that my footsteps lost some of their spring over the next (Mon/Tue) couple of days. Then on Wednesday, the day before the ceremony and gathering of sibling (sans broods) I got a call from my future employer. “Sorry to put you out, but can you start Friday 17th instead”

Seriously!

As Gwas and I often say, we couldn’t make it up if we tried. With an admonishing flick to my doubting Thomas. I stepped forth with a certainty bordering on the preternatural (which indeed it was).

Ceremony

A Resonance Paradigm

I laugh out loud as I’m writing this. You have to understand that it was a virtual impossibility (Brownian Motion aside) that all the invitees would turn up and yet one by one they did. Every single one of them. I was awed at the power of that which walks besides us. It was an amazing event and I believe the catalyst for future events too (I’m working on it). Still the tale doesn’t end there.

My old teacher favours the Sufi path of Islam and he is filled to the brim with parables from that school of thought. So listening to his stories added flavour and zest to my own explorations of such. During the conversation he happened to mention that tonight may very well be the night of power. I dug deep into my memories and recalled that in the final days of Ramadan it is said that one may personally discover Laylat al-Qadr (Arabic: literally the Night of Power).

This pronouncement took me on to a set of amazing events that evening, which I’ll relate in upcoming posts. Let me just pull this post together if I can.

• Family – Mum – Wali Allah (which is from the Sufi aspect of Islam) – Mum’s anniversary – Family – Teacher – Night of Power – Sufi

Our energetic connection to the entire universe (or so they say) comes from our Crown energy centre. In my research I have come to understand that the Crown resonates with an energy that is akin to the Root centre. The discussion in this post I believe came about because of that energetic resonance.

• Family and Root
• Connection and Crown

What do you think?

Kal Malik – noticing those threads in the universe.

Holiday season is in full swing at this time of year, and so I jetted off to foreign climes in the company of a group of friends. Our destination was Tallinn in Estonia, and I have to say that it is one of the most gorgeous and delightful, cultured and calm cities that I have ever had the pleasure to spend time in. I only got back today, and the purpose of me telling you all this is to re-visit a scenario where I was able to practise a skill that I am finding very useful – silencing!

You have undoubtedly had this situation happen to you at some time on your travels. You are in a public confined space and there is a baby or small child who is either too tired or is generally not enjoying the travelling experience. What do they do? Fidget, bawl and whine. Of course they do – it’s their way of coping. But it’s hell for the parents (who are somewhat embarrassed by the impact of the behaviour, but largely immune to its effects themselves), and even worse for the people who have to listen to it who haven’t lived with that behaviour to the point of toleration.

So, what do you do? Do you go up to the parents and ask them politely to sort it out? Do you shout and scowl at the kid and wish they’d put a sock in it? Both will be ineffective. Last year I went to Canada and on the long flight home there was just such an episode broke out on the plane. Then I tried a technique of summoning air spirits and asking for their co-operation in soothing the child and cutting the noise levels. To my immense surprise it worked! However, this time I have a bit more experience of working with energies myself and so I chose to try a slightly different method.

Last time I did this kind of work I called in assistance. This time I used my improved perception to scan the situation and obtain some more information. I did a centering exercise to put myself into the right frame of mind, and then pushed my attention out towards the child to “scan” what was going on – to feel for what was happening energetically. What I noticed was this:-

• The child had a white hot energy centre at his navel, and that centre was spawning energy threads like crazy!
• Most of these threads were attaching to his mother who was cradling him, and she must have had more than twenty of these threads attached to the main chakra points on the front of her energy field. Mostly there were in the region of her navel and heart chakras, but some threads went elsewhere too. I felt that she was willingly offering these connection points, but she was being hugely drained by this.
• The energy threads that were being created were seeking out the energy fields of anyone in the area, and where they found someone who would pay attention (i.e. the person would focus their attention on the child) then the thread would sense this and become attracted by that attention. The person who was directing their attention did not seem to notice when the child’s thread found and then loosely attached to them. This was a subtle event.
• I could see that through each thread connection energy was being drawn by the child into its own energy field. In other words – the child was latching onto everyone’s energy and feeding upon it like a leech!
• I could see that the threads were “weak” though – they were very flexible, loose and pale. I would liken them to the antennae of sea anemones with their suckers gently gripping anyone who could be attached to with a weak link.

Juvenile energy threads look like anemone tentacles

I realised that the weakness of the threads was due to the lack of developed WILL in the child. At this stage of his development the young lad hadn’t yet developed a strong will, and so the threads too were comparatively weak and too flexible. My own threads, and I sent one out to check it, were thinner, but much brighter, moved in a straighter line, and latched onto things with a much more force because my will was purposefully driving the event. For a while I was simply fascinated with watching the threads and the attachments,a nd seeing how people could break the bonds that the child was making by purposefully and wilfully trying to ignore his behaviour.

The child was, of course, utterly consciously oblivious to this subtle energy battle, yet his drive for energy was insatiable and so when one bond was broken his threads simply re-spawned from the mass at his navel centre and would then slither out probing for another energy field to connect to. The imagery I could see overlaid onto reality was utterly mesmerising until I looked down to see that there was a thread attaching to me too, even though I was four seats back from the action! Suddenly I was spurred into action myself. Here’s what I did.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Kal Malik – in search of a spirit catcher