Posts Tagged ‘death energy’
In my last post, I spoke of wandering the road at night and finding the body of a dead dog. I had collected it’s death energy into a crystal last night and this next day I was wandering the pyramids again. I had been here for a while, having taken (half of) the tour in the morning (post on that Amber experience coming soon). It seems that 3:30pm was the time for me here in Egypt. As again the sun was looking over the Great pyramid.
I asked the rods whether there was anything that I could do at this place this afternoon and the answer was a quick and sharp yes. So (with no need to prepare) I was taken off to the side of the Great pyramid and a place that then I looked up at it, gave me the image as the picture shows. Well not quite actually, when I got there it was about a couple of inches away from the top. Was there any thing to do here? I asked and got another sharp yes. Apparently I had to lay the crystals out in a similar pattern to last night when I captured the dogs death energy. Ah…I thought…more to do with that. Interesting.
Placing the crystals in the layout as shown, I sat and considered them. It looked to me as if, they would draw energy from the great pyramid or maybe put energy in. I instinctively knew that the time of transpose (like that word) would be when the sun hit the top of the pyramid and also that I didn’t have to do anything but wait. You have to remember that sometimes your actually doing something is indicative of intention.
Literally a few moments later, the sun hit the apex of the great pyramid and I knew that something had occurred. Had the dogs death energy gone? Yes. Had it gone into the pyramid, no. Oh, that was not what I expected. Had some energy come from the pyramid into the crystal? Yes. More dowsing revealed that the dogs death energy had called (attracted) energy from the pyramid. A Pharaoh signature energy. Now that was completely unexpected and yet – in hind sight – so obvious.
After collecting the energy of the pharaohs in the crystal I had to go around to the other side of the Great Pyramid, where the third pyramid is and place the crystals in the same layout, but with the difference that the smokey quartz terminators were placed the opposite way. Apparently, this locked in the energy. An internal feeling suggested that I would be doing something with this energy in Luxor. However, I was mistaken.
As a final note on this part of my Egyptian adventure, I was nearing the exit of the area when I realised that I had been completely remiss in not doing a gratitude ceremony. I turned around to head back and complete that when a force stopped me. I was surprised by my lack of ability to move back. Had I come too far? Was it too late to do a gratitude ceremony? It seems that one wasn’t needed. That surprised me, but I still wanted to do one. Again no, almost as if it wasn’t allowed. Strange! In the end I dropped a crystal in the sand where I stood and intended it as a gratitude gift. But still, very odd.
Kal Malik – puzzled!
It was my first night in Cairo and I awoke at around 2:30 am. It wasn’t a noise that woke me. Maybe a bathroom break? I returned to my bed and was about to snuggle in when I felt an urge to get back up again. As is my normal practice these days, whenever I am in a new place, I check the energies to ensure all is well. I had done so here and found that the energies were as beneficial as I could have had them. What then?
Pacing around the room a time or two led me to conclude that I needed to go out. I quickly changed and let the dowsing rods lead me out of my room and towards the long path to the exit of the hotel resort grounds. You might think it odd, a guy walking around in the middle of the night with a couple of metal bent sticks in his hand. Yep! I agree!
The hotel I was staying in was about 2 miles from the great pyramid and I wondered whether the rods were going to take me in that direction. No, at the junction to the road they turned the opposite way. Oh crap! According to the maps I had perused earlier, there was nothing but road on this side. But I wasn’t going to argue with the rods. I set off along the reasonably quiet road, watching out for rubble and uneven surfaces. Terrific!
The road got darker and the path less discernible. In a strange land, with a strange (to me) language doing a strange thing…as recipes go, one definitely in the disaster category. Still, what’s an energy adventurer to do? I continued on, more slowly now as the pavement along the road thinned to just a foot wide barrier. Then, just a few feet in front of me I saw something black on the ground. I wondered whether it was a hole in the ground as I approached it carefully. No, it was the corpse of a dog.
Ever since a few years ago when I went through a spirit walker phase and learned about death energies and how to release them. I have automatically released the energy of any road-kill that I have come across. So much so that it is a normal and simple practice for me now, that doesn’t even require me to stop. Feeling the trappings of an Energy Undertaker I was just about to make the hand=movement and change of focus to do that here, when I stopped myself.
Was this why I was wandering the night roads in Cairo? Yes, the rods confirmed. And was it to clear this energy? No. A few minutes of intuitive questioning revealed that I had to collect the energy into a crystal (see the diagram). Once I had done this my night-time sojourn was done and I returned to the hotel – puzzled as to the why of things.
Kal Malik – not death energy again!
In the second half of my second summary post I’m completing the lessons learned for the remainder of the year – that’s August to December. In this post I talk about the stag energies, energetic balance, death energy and some of the natural magickal techniques that I have been shown this year.
Stag and the Staff
- Learned that a staff can become associated with a kind of ‘patron’ energy form
- My new yew stag-headed staff becomes associated with the Gwyn Ap Nudd/Herne/Cernunnos energy.
Related posts: Initiation of the Yew Staff
Balancing and Tuning at Sacred Sites
- You can reconfigure your own energy field to match that of a sacred site (especially a stone circle).
- When the circle is at a balanced point in the year (equinoxes) then you can easily balance your chakras/energy field
Related posts: Mitchell’s Fold balancing
- Chakras can be tuned through the vowel sounds – caves are excellent places to do this
Absorbing the Gwyn energies
- The energies of an energy form such as Gwyn Ap Nudd can be absorbed into your own energy field, such that they “walk with you”
- The purpose of this is to be able to invoke their guiding presents more readily
What the Romans Did For Us
- On Anglesey I discovered that one of the few remaining traditions that were left virtually intact by the Roman invasion were the arts associated with the knowledge of local plants and their powers.
- I was asked to continue this tradition when communing with the shade of Iestyn.
Related posts: Lligwy Lore and Song
Another night prowl. In the surprising relative warmth of a mid-October night Kal lured me into an excursion across to the western end of North Wales. Our target was, of course, The Llangernyw Yew tree. That ever-faithful dispenser of all things Otherworldly.
As we got closer that evening the mist began to form until, on our arrival, the churchyard had adopted what for most people would have been a “spooky” atmosphere. For us, it was our cloak. The moon hung wide and bright, close to its full Harvest wax, but not quite full. There was enough ambient light to move safely without torches.
A Question of Service
As I walked through the graveyard I became aware that something was different about this visit. I decided to ask some questions using the dowsing rods to see if I could figure out what that was. I began by asking:
- Is there anything for me to gain here? NO.
- No? Then is there something for me to give here? YES. I am here to be of service.
Interesting. This doesn’t happen very often,and probably because most sites we visit have been worked on by Kal and I already, and so rarely need energetic attention or healing. However, in this case it seemed like it was not the usual energy healing that the Llangernyw site needed, it was something different – something that I had not been called upon to do at a site before (although as it turned out it was similar to something I do regularly anyway).
I was curious, so I asked the dowsing rods to lead me to a place where I could be of service…
Naveta Des Tudons – Menorca – 9th October 2013
In the final part of my Menorcan excursions I found one more site that had any energy left at all – and that was a chambered cairn called “Naveta des Tudons” – the burial chamber of Tudons. I was on my own for this one. M stayed in the hire car – she’d seen too many stones this week and fully expected another site with me walking around mumbling about there being nothing to see here.
So, I paid the entry fee (three of those euro thingies) and walked the five minutes along the wide dirt track to the monument. As I got closer I asked the dowsing rods a couple of questions:-
- Is there anything I can learn here? YES
- What is the best way to approach the site?
The second answer had me bearing right to head out into a ploughed field next to the impressive stone chamber. Where was I being taken? To a clump of thorny bushes which grew on top of a flat wide stone which was half buried in the field. The lichen-dotted stone gave me a tingling feeling. I needed to ground and attune myself here. I just knew.
From the stone I followed the dowsing rods as I gave the instruction to be shown the correct entrance to the site for me. I was taken in the back way, through what must be an exit for most people. This is fairly typical – I always seem to get directed to the lesser-used paths and entry points.
As I approached the entrance to the burial chamber I noticed that there were iron bars preventing ingress. Shame. The bars looked fairly new, so I guess that the chamber could have been visited at one time. Now there was no way in. I would have to do any work from the outside.
Directing my attention to the inside of the chamber I tried to feel around for any remaining energy inside. I felt there was something, so I opened up a communication channel with it – as though I was an ancient switchboard operator, pulling a thread out of my central bundle of connections and passing it to the energy inside to connect itself to. Here’s what I heard in my mind when i did that:
“Your gods are our gods”
I was stunned by its simplicity and yet how profound that statement was. The statement was both welcoming (“There is no difference in our spirituality – welcome brother!“) and also challenging “(Why are you coming here seeking something when you have the same energies around you at home?“).
This got me thinking about the nature of divinity, and it’s relationship with the land, sky and sea. We become familiar with the sentient energy forms that we encounter regularly. We begin to associate spirits with place, but they are probably less constrained than we are – so why are they “of place” at all?
Time to do some dowsing to get some answers:-
- Are certain types of energy forms restricted/attached to a single location?
- Which types are not constrained in this way?
- Is there anything which creates the link between entity and place?
Cala Morell Necropolis – Menorca – 9th October 2013
At the north-western end of Menorca’s small island is a necropolis – a system of caves which have been used for the deposition of human remains. Notice that like the last encounter I had – the one at Fort Marlborough – the subject is again ‘death’. Let’s talk about death in relation to Menorca’s sites.
It seems that generally the sacred sites on the island are now dead or dying. There is a distinct lack of energy at these places, and I believe that is due to the neglect (i.e. the failure to re-energize the sites) by people who have a magickal purpose or intention. Sure, there are lots of visitors, and yes I’m sure that some of them are energy-aware. But I equally think that no-one is maintaining the sacred sites of Menorca in accordance with how they were energetically created. Hence, there is almost nothing left at these places. Out of ten, they register as a zero or one on the scale of energetic strength.
Who created the sites in the first place? Well, the information boards talk a lot about a tribe of people known collectively as The Talaiotic Culture. It is supposed, although little is known for sure, that these people were responsible for the construction of these megalithic sites. There are a few ancient settlements with some well-preserved layouts and I visited a couple of them. They were very beautiful, and their structures were reminiscent of much of the architecture which we see from the north fo Scotland al the way down through to the Mediterranean islands. Amazing consistency of concept.
So, let me tell you about my visit to the necropolis of Cala Morell.
Fort Marlborough, nr. Es Castell, Menorca – October 9th 2013
I recently went to Menorca - one of the beautiful Balearic Islands off the eastern coast of Spain. One of the ways in which I was persuaded to go there was that not only was it a great destination for some autumn sunshine, but it was also littered with megalithic sites. Well, this hedge druid only needs one such invitation. We were going!
After a few days relaxation and recuperation M and I hired a car and headed out into the island’s interior. We were based in the south-eastern corner of the island as S’Algar, and within half an hour’s drive there were a couple of places that I had already ear-marked as being potentially interesting. I had a print-off of the location and a brief description, We made our way along the main island highway stopping off at places along the way. First destination – Fort Marlborough.
I didn’t have any expectations of this place. For me it was just intended to be a sightseeing episode, but actually it turned into something more interesting.
Being Scared To Death
Our adrenalin levels had been sent sky-high – firstly M jumped at seeing a wax dummy of a solider when she rounded a corner on the tour path. Then I jumped when I was struck my a simultaneous blast of air and explosion noise when I ventured into one of the tunnels under the fort. It was a demonstration of how sappers sabotaged attempts to burrow under the fort’s walls, but it made me jump! It nearly scared me to death! And maybe that was the start of the whole theme for Menorca’s ancient sites – death.