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I was at a talk recently given by Marianne Williamson, in her talk she often described various aspects of the Feminine. She related this to Earth quite effectively and I wondered whether there was any connection between this and female aligned people.

Currently I have learned the female aligned people are aligned with the moon. But it is one of them obvious questions that has never been asked directly. E.g. “Am I aligned to the moon?” Or rather is Gwas, since I am Sun aligned.

What we have kind of assumed is that since Male aligned people are also Sun aligned. So Female energy aligned people would be Moon aligned.

I did some dowsing at Avebury this weekend and came across some interesting results.

Here are the results:

• Can people be Sun aligned? Yes
• Can people be Moon aligned? Yes
• Are people who are moon aligned also female aligned? Yes
• Are people who are Male aligned also Sun aligned? Yes
• Is it the same to say that Male 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. is the same as Sun 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.? Yes

That was a good and confirmatory start, right. Now take a look at this:

• Can people be Earth aligned? Yes. Interesting.
• So there are three 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. types of people? No.
• Is there more than 3 then? No. Curious!
• Are people that are male aligned also Earth aligned? No
• Are people that are female aligned also Earth aligned? Yes.

Ah…Can it be said that being Earth aligned and Moon aligned is the same thing? I got the old half Yes answer, as if there was more. I pondered this for a while wondering what it could mean. Plus it wasn’t too fair that female aligned people got two astronomical connections! Then a thought from a far flung theory came to mind…

Are female aligned people aligned with the moon because it was once a part of the Earth? Yes.

Ah, a picture was forming. Are people aligned with the Sun or the Earth, but also the moon because it was once a part of the Earth? Yes. So, if the Moon wasn’t was a part of the Earth would female aligned people still be aligned with it? No.

A fabulous set of dowsing I thought.

Kal Malik pushing the boundaries

Note from Gwas:

I found it was with the Moon. Who says otherwise? Will check again tonight. Just because the Earth has been given a female “character” doesn’t mean ‘she’ attracts all female-aligned energies and people – that’s my opinion.

Signs

It was a freezing winter Saturday and I was suffering from a terribly tickly cough that I decided that a trip out into the world of Edge Wizardry was out of the question.

As an alternative haunt I decided to opt for the warmth of Costa coffee cafe with extra helpings of toast. As I sat there listening to some classical music on the ol’ iPod (much better than the ever-present xmas tunes) the playlist gave an uncharacteristic lurch and landed in an audio book by the master of motivation, Tony Robbins. He was right in the middle of a tirade on not putting off until tomorrow what you can do today…

I stopped sipping my drink at this sudden interuption and after only a moment of pondering and breaking the “comfort” of the warm lazy seat I was up and out into the blast of a ultra cold wind.

My heart had been set on Glastonbury as a place to visit for a few days and so within minutes of leaving the cafe I had turned my car in the direction of that fabled Avalon and was off.

The journey time was around one and a half hours and as I drove down the main road towards the M5 (I was setting off from Barnstaple) the hills and fields were covered in a gorgeous snow.

Even as lunch time approached the sun came out of the clouds and shined down upon me. As readers will know, the sun has ever been an auspicious sign and this was no exception.

The Plan

As I left the M5 and made my way down the winding road towards Glastonbury I was planning where and what to do. My thoughts turned to our last visit this summer and I concluded with the following order of things…

• Chalice Wells – Tor – Abbey

I arrived in the town and drove around aiming for a parking signs, the first two were full and the third one luckily was half-empty. With relief I drove in and as I got out to get a ticket I realised that I had parked in the Abbey car park.

If there is any place in the country where dowsing rods are an accepted feature it has got to be Glastonbury. So without a thought I got my rods out and asked…

• Is the first place for me to go the Abbey? Yes!

Excellent, paying my dues I wandered into the ruins of the ancient abbey.

The Abbey

Cold wasn’t the word for it, freezing might be more accurate as me and a couple of other souls shivered our way around the abbey.

I had the rods take me to the most beneficial place for me to be and I ended up facing a couple of large ruins that for all the world resembled a portal.

Since Gwas wasnt with me on this sojourn I had brought along my own selection of crystals and incense. I asked the rods whether any of these were required for this visit? Three incense sticks was the response. As I laid them out I realised that they formed a triangle, with me in the center.

Before I began my commune I asked whether there would be anything relating to my Energetic Double going to happen? No. O well.

So I stood, the ground was wet, on the grass facing the portal and awaiting any thoughts/feelings/impulses.

After a few seconds it started to snow.

I could only last about ten minutes before I was in danger of solidifying and nothing intuitive was coming to mind so I finished up with a thank you and wandered off towards the exit.

As I got close a woman and her daughter (or sister) were coming in. The younger of the two ran across some of the more jaggedy rubble and was being told off by the elder to keep to the path and not do dangerous stuff. A curious message as we shall see later.

The Tor

As I left the abbey I wanted to go to the chalice wells. It was the place I had come most to visit. However a quick check of the rods pointed me in the direction of the Tor. So off I trotted as per there direction.

You can’t really miss the Tor it being a huge man-made mound however, I wanted a more intuitive route up it and so I let myself be guided by the rods.

As I should have known, they took me off in the opposite direction to the Tor, which wouldn’t have been bad on a sunny summers day but on this icy day, seriously?

Anyway after a hike of about a mile in an adjacent direction and a hop over a fence or two I recognised my approach to the Tor. It was the same as the one Gwas and I had used two years ago when we had created a pilgrimage around a visit to Glastonbury.

Now If you had asked me to find that route again, I would never have been able to do it. My navigational skills are legendary in there inaccuracy (as Gwas will testify) and yet…here I was making my way up a couple of fields that had been part of our pilgrimage path! Amazing!

The walk up the Tor was truly tremendous! In that it was a continuous blast of cold. It was frozen icy and slippery ground.

As I made my way up I realised that I was the only fool who was silly enough to be making this trek in this weather. So be it!

After a long cold slog I had made it to the top. The view from the top was crystal clear. and the wind was truly biting. I managed to dowse for a good spot to stand and surprisingly the rods took me to an edge of the building that was least wind facing of all. There I was directed to light two incense sticks (it was 3 at the Abbey).

Unbelievably I managed to light 2 nag champa sticks (im sure they have been made to test the patience of Druids) and stuck them in the walls of the building atop the Tor.

Huddled into the tight space against the chill of the wind I attempted to meditate. After a few minutes I heard the noise of people and found myself in the company of the two ladies from the Abbey.

Again, and this is when I noticed the conversation, the elder was telling the younger to be careful of the edge and not to go too far. The younger lady was again ignoring this advice.

I wondered about this synchronous message…did it mean anything? Was it a warning or a enticement?
With the weather as it was, I decided that it was a message of some kind, that I had received it successfully and that it was time to get the flock out of there (as the actress said to the bishop).

As I made my way down, I recalled how on my first visit to Glastonbury, only two years ago (feels like a lifetime) when Gwas and I had stopped in the late evening on passing this way. How afeared I had been. Being a sufferer of vertigo I had been quite apprehensive on that trip. And now I was leaping down the mound like a goat.

Chalice Wells

As I have already mentioned my navigational skills are exceptional in there absence and so at the bottom of the Tor I looked out for a sign to the Chalice Wells and found the garden right at the exit, so to speak, of the path leading down from the Tor.

I love the gardens, they have been the site of some magnificent meditations (well two, since that is the number of times we have been there).

I paid my dues at the entrance and wandered around the gardens, which were slightly subdued in the winter but still rather gorgeous.

After paying my respects to the couple of Hawthorns (children of the great tree of Arimathea fame). I followed the rods to a suitable place to meditate and was led to the back of the gardens, just by the Well from which the garden gets its name.

With no surprise at the answer I was directed to light one incense stick.

Although an interesting synchronicity had occurred I was pretty unimpressed with my visit to Glastonbury. After the previous visits had been so highlighted.

But I speak too soon…

Of the three places that I had visited the Chalice Garden was the most welcoming weather wise. Perhaps it was the seclusion of the walls and the little nooks and crannies that made it so, or maybe it was the lack of people, again I was the only one present in the whole garden.

Anyway I was happily snuggled into a corner of the garden awaiting inspiration. I had followed the dictates of the rods in exacting detail. Surely some reward would be forth coming…

After a few minutes of meditation I got an odd feeling. At first I put it down to the cold or the seclusion of the garden. But as I mentally ruled them out I could feel that the odd tone of the place was still there.

I wondered whether it was because of the energies of the place, so I got to my feet and did some quick dowsing… Was there anything unusual about the energies of this place? No. Was there any shrouds or other out of the ordinary presences? No. Was I just feeling the cold? No. Was there something to the mood that I was feeling? Yes.

Some quite neat dowsing led me to an interesting but not relevant piece of information. The energies Glastonbury are much more strongly aligned with the sun and summer energies than with winter ones. The best work at that site can be done in the Summer.

So there I was with an odd feeling to explore. I sat back down and pondered the state of things? Something was wrong? That was the culdesac that I kept being pointed at.

Again, I got up and did some more dowsing…Was this wrongness to do with the Garden? No, Was it bigger? Yes, Was it bigger than this area (I was thinking of the Tor)? Yes. Bigger than Glastonbury? Yes.

Wow! Sometimes when Gwas and I get really unreasonable answers from the rods we have to ask a few checking questions. Post our Ireland trip the foremost of these is often…Am I being affected by any Leprechaun energyAn intelligent and aware energy with a penchant for causing mishaps, stealing treasured items, and being territorial.? I got a No answer, phew! More mundane “testing” questions are “Do pigs fly?”, “Am I alive”. You get the picture.

Anyway they all were no, so it seems that I was on target. So was this “wrongness” county wide? No, Was it Albion (Blame Gwas for the terminology) wide? No.

I took a deep breath, Was this wrongness at a world level, was there something wrong with the world? Yes…

What are you supposed to say to that?

I double and triple checked and got the same answers. I sat back down on the bench and pondered this result. What could be wrong with the world? What could I do about it? Was I supposed to do anything about it?

You might be thinking that these are questions for the rods, right? The thing is, while you havent asked the answer you dont have to do anything about it. So I wasn’t about to explore this odd turn of events at this time.

A couple of days later I was on the phone to Gwas with this tale and he asked whether I had dowsed correctly, the answer was a startling yes.

Kal Malik – worried about the world

I have recently been working with the cross shape. It is such a loaded symbol that I have felt the need to mentally cleanse it of prior meaning. I had been trying to work with the elements for some time now, and frankly had been primarily failing. Finally I worked out why this was – I had been using the orthodox positions for the elements. Not something that ought to cause a problem, but actually it had been foiling my efforts because instinctively it had felt wrong, and so I had been unable to work effectively.

I had received a head start in this respect when I visited The Cheesewring in Cornwall recently. There I had learned that my head was equated to the position of Air, and my feet were the position for Earth. I was less certain about the East – which I felt might be my right hand and equated with Fire, because it was warm despite the wind. My left hand was wet with the driving rain that day on Bodmin Moor and I equated that with Water.

As I am currently undergoing a period of “making magic manifest” this was becoming a problem. I needed to work out what the correct positions should be. It happened one evening as I sat on top of a local sacred hill, looking out over the surrounding countryside in several directions. I was in a meditative state and began to pose the question – what are the correct elements positions for me to fill my cross? Slowly I was lifted up above the land to have a bird’s eye view of the nation – just like using Google Earth.

The Aristotelian Elemental perspective

I looked North and saw the tall mountains of the highlands of Scotland. Over the top of these mountains and through their valleys roared an icy cold North wind. As it streamed towards me I felt its rushing power and knew that North was Air.

Behind me the land settled into a large mass without mountains – the Midlands, the southern counties, the South West – a vast expanse of earth. I realised that this large land mass represented the Earth element in the South.

Living on an island I wondered which side of the land would be representative of Water. Of course, given that I live near to the western coast my vision panned over to the west coast and I knew that the West was Water.

This left the East. Would the vision reveal the traditional sign for Fire in the East? Indeed it did – the Sun rose into my view and I knew that the East was Fire.

Interestingly, I found that this particular arrangement was the same as that posited by Aristotle. Who would have thought it? On a more personal level I realised that this actually matches the geography of where I spend most of my time – my home. For me the big mountains and strong winds are in the north. The sun rises in the east. The most extensive land mass is to the south, and the sea is close by to the west.

This seems to hold true irrespective of where I am – it seems like my elemental cross is effective wherever I am from now on. It has been set by where my own home 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 ‘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.’) 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. is – the one that I created for myself. This, it would seem, defines where I am based, and where my elements position themselves around me most comfortably

Gwas.

Personal note

Some might say that dowsing at a graveyard is disrespectful. I have considered this question many times, ever since our first set of dowsing at Norton Priory. If you pop over to that post for a moment you will see that my sentiments at the time were…

It was simply this: this was a cemetery and it was a bad state of affairs to be going around dowsing in it – as if I couldn’t find anywhere else to dowse? It wasn’t a case of ‘you shouldn’t dowse here’ - but more of a case that – ‘it’s nice (of you) not to dowse here’. If that makes sense?

So what has changed since then? Well, I still have a deep respect for such places however I have grown to appreciate a “deeper” connection with such matters and until someone can give me a good reason as to “why” it is disrespectful I will take my inner knowing as a guide.

Paying respects

Okay, one might think I am some kind of grave-yard haunter but this time I have a good excuse. In this particular grave-yard my dear mum is buried. She passed away Autumn last year and although I have visited the site probably about once a fortnight this was the first time I ventured forth with my dowsing rods in hand. I didn’t know why at the time but then – we rarely do right? So here I am about 10:30 at night in the wonderful light of the full moon and pretty clear sky too, in as I said, a grave-yard.

fox covert view at night

My mums grave is quite far into the site (and in a section that is for Muslims only, don’t ask why its a religious thing) anyhow after spending some time paying my respects I took out the rods and wondered about what to do with them.

Dowsing for an interesting place

After some musing I thought to ask if there was some interesting place nearby that I could learn something…then answer was an immediate yes and I was off, fortunately the rods were being respectful today (tonight rather) and avoided the graves keeping to the paths. A few minutes later I was over to nearly the other end of the cemetery when the rods span (or helicoptered as we now call it) and I came to a stop.

Fox Covert

So time to ask some more questions…

Questions questions

Readers of this blog must understand and appreciate the extra work that goes into dowsing which often times isn’t seen here on this blog. By this I mean that often to get to a question that has a “yes” answer, we often have to go through many “no’s” first. By the time we get to writing up a report here we have forgotten many of the “no” questions and thus focus on the “yes” ones herein.

That said, I began with confirming that this was a place of interest? Yes it was. Excellent! Now to discover why it was of interest. I was quite close to what looked liked a freshly dug grave and a little “aha” tripped in my brain. We had done some work around the energies of “notable” people before and so my first question was. Is it interesting because of the grave? Yes, aha! Is it because the person buried here is important? No. O what a shame. That was a bit of a blow. But I continued, on with the questions and finally came to these…

• Is it because this is a fresh grave? Yes.
• Is it something to do with the energies here?Yes
• Does anything need to be done for the spirit here? No – now that was a bit of a stopper for a while!
• Does anything need to be done for the “energies” here?Yes

Just as a quick aside I wondered of into asking some questions about energy and spirit and the way in which they are not the same thing! Another post Sivuplay?

Okay, since I have some knowledge (knowledge? Who am I kidding) on such matters now I kind of figured out that the energies needed to be grounded. If you recall my posts from the “Ancient Yew” in North Wales, this is what the “yew” tree was doing in a graveyard, grounding the energies.

• Do the energies need grounding here? Yes
• Will they become grounded if I don’t do anything? Yes – kind of
• Will it take a long time? Yes
• Can I do anything to speed it up? Yes
• Should I? Yes
• How…

O, sorry about that, what am I supposed to do? The “how” and often followed swiftly by the “why” of things are questions that a dowser is confronted with and has no recourse from the rods. Of course this is where intuition, previous experience (though not often) and informational knowledge gained from other people/books/web-sites (again not often I have to say) comes in useful.

Knowing without knowing

So here I was with a dilemma…

Let me digress for a moment…I believe that we all have talents, something that we are just a “natural” at. Indeed many of have more than one talent. When friends have asked what I consider my talent to be I instantly answer “connection”. I know I’m blowing my trumpet. Hey you blow yours in the comments section below. Anyway my talent is connecting disparate things.

…So, as I stood there looking out at the fantastic night sky a thought (connection) came to me. I don’t know if Gwas has mentioned this but about the middle of last year Gwas started to do something odd when he came across road-kill. As he was driving to where-ever if he spotted some dead animal he would visualise a spiral of energy lifting from the carcass. Why he did this he wasn’t clear but after he told me I too started to do it. Again the why wasn’t clear “it just felt right” is about the best answer you would have got out of  me.

And right at this moment, that thought fluttered into my psyche. The rods flipped up and I asked is “that” how to ground the energies? You guessed it, the answer was a resounding yes!

So I sat down by the side of this grave and visualised a spiral of energy lifting from it and floating upwards – whilst holding the intent of grounding the energies.

A bit weird to be honest because it seemed to be counter intuitive, in that I was spiraling the energies upward, which was in turn grounding the energies. Remember this was nothing to do with spirit. I wasn’t “helping” the spirit along or anything like that! Please!

This took only about a couple of minutes and I asked whether the energies were grounded, it was a soft yes, a bit more than a “kind of” answer. I asked whether more could be done by me? Yes. O terrific and it was cold too. So…

• Did I need to do it again? No
• Did I do something wrong? No
• Did I need to use something else? Yes, O Parsley Sauce! I forgot to ask that question before!
• Incense, crystals, meditation, sound, music all got a No.
• Do I have what I need to use with me or in the car? No
• In the house? No
• So I cant really do anything can I? Yes – more Parsley Sauce!

By the way, if you hadn’t cottoned on, I’m not partial to using “bad” language hence my most extreme expletive for the moment is “Parsley Sauce”

• What you are saying is that if I had this “thing” whatever it is I would be able to do more? Yes
• But since I haven’t I cant? Yes

Well, that settled it. To do more work here I needed something, I know not what. However since I didn’t have this something I was at a loss to proceed. Thus I concluded my stay and departed with another piece of wisdom added to the pot.

Addendum

About a couple of days after this event I was round at my brothers house (where incidentally my mum also lived) and he was telling me that a really good, and close, friend of my mum, who lived across the road from her house had passed away a week ago.

You know when you get one of “them” moments. Well I got one right then because I just knew that it was this ladies grave who I had visited a few nights before. So without much ado I was off to the cemetery to find out, in daylight this time of course.

Half an hour later I was there checking out the grave-site. There was no name on it. So I was off to the office, which is about a mile away from the cemetery. Arriving there just before closing time I asked the attendant and…it was my mums friends grave!

What are the chances!!

Kal

The complexities of life often catch me by surprise. The mix is so varied, meaningful and relevant that it is difficult to describe where a particular chapter (of your life) begins. For me it seems quite common that the web of life interweaves multiple phenomena, experience and whatever was left over from last night’s cooking into the mix to create a new day that seems unique and individual and yet if one takes but a single thread and follows it (down the rabbit hole) it leads to truly unexpected and to what I original thought of as unrelated phenomena.

Humbling is a word that begs for deeper meaning when I traverse such tunnels of thought and speculation. I am not going to enter the debate of intelligent design, god, gods or indeed evolution. I am certain of one thing, if you think you know anything (and I mean anything) think again!

Today, being the third day in the trinity (for me) of Samhain, the festival of fire (see Gwas’s post here) traditionally marks the end of harvesting and the beginning of a period quietude and reflection. Alas, as is my wont I am going to have to differ somewhat with the traditional view of this dividing day. This leap of (semi) rationality can be forgiven I hope since we (most of us) do not reside in the world of harvesting (fantastic though it may have seemed a hundred years ago) technology has given us the ability to have any harvested product at any time of the year.

A new interpretation of Samhain may be that it is a period of flux (I love that word). A time that can be utilised by any who have the means, belief, understanding and (the essential ingredient) desire or intent.

For me (please note that ‘for me’ bit) Samhain festival was divided into three components. You may ask, why three? I can only answer that it was a mix of intuition and divine (by this I mean divination using the rods) answers. So it was an event(s) that encompassed three days Saturday 31st, Sunday 1st and Monday 2nd. Furthermore – an indication of each days activities was that it would follow the pattern of:

1. Preparation
2. Transformation
3. Confirmation

The promise (or result) was that should I not mess it up (the divine indication was that it was highly likely that I would – cheers!) Anyway the promise was of invisible blocks to be released and pathways cleared of obstructions.

A strange promise to honest, because at this present time in my life I am feeling that anything and everything is possible. Indeed and therein lies (or rather lay) the rub!

Spirit

Gwas and I had planned to be out together on Sunday and so I was left in the preparation phase to my own devices. Now, very recently my dear mum passed away, and whether it is real or a method of comforting myself (what does it matter which?) I have been in commune with her of and on as the days have waned into weeks and months. Strange it seems to me that such energetic commune seems more effective and solid(?) when at her graveside.

As an aside, you must realise that my belief in life after death wanders from believing to not believing constantly – this paradox doesn’t really bother me – in fact it’s refreshing.

Prior to my visiting my mum’s graveside I had no notions of the above trinity or anything else on the matter of Samhain.  However whilst in meditation at the graveside (I’m not really a prayer-for-the-dead kind of person, and frankly on the days that I believe in life-after-death I don’t really think the departed need it). I digress. So there I was meditating with some incense burning away. When I got the message that the following two days could be utilised to great effect should I not dawdle and make a mess of it.

Okay, you may be asking where this message came from – I will be honest, it was my mum. Now, you may think it was just my imagination – and if it helps you any, I will think that too. Again, who cares what and where it came from? Surely its reality is only defined by whether you do anything about it? And since I did, the message was real, even if the originator is unknown or suspect.

The day this occurred was Saturday, A nice, warm and pleasant early afternoon. After receiving it I consulted the oracle of the divine i.e. the rods for further information and was given to understand that a visit to the sea would be of great advantage as the Preparation phase of the Trinity.

Water and Wind

A random point along the coast of Wales had me sat in between some boulders watching and listening to the music of the waves rolling in. A few months ago I had an very humbling experience with, what I am going to call Poseidon, but you may as well call it the sea, ocean or water, I guess.

Poseidon conjures up a nice vision for me and perhaps we create our reality based on our beliefs and thus my containing whatever I was connected with into that image, that is what it became.

On this particular occasion I was very humbled by Poseidon, it is something that is not to be messed with – I guess one might say the traditional view of the sea as being a tempestuous spirit was coming to truth for me. Or…tempestuous is wrong, it was…”beyond approachable”. My attempts at being recognised where in vain.

After a while, the wind slowly rose and I pondered whether there was any significance to the winds change?

How does intuitive knowledge come to you? One particular means for me is just a gentle pondering, answers come when beckoned. To trust or act on these answers is the prerogative of the listener I fancy.

My answer was that it was the element of Air combining with that of Water. I sent out a thought to the Sea “Will you come with me tomorrow and help?” I got back an echo of the question. I had to laugh – I was so far down the scale of things that I wasn’t even something that would (or indeed could) be acknowledged. Still I felt from the combined wind/water a sense of…yes.

Divine (this word is going to get popular) knowledge said that preparations were complete for part one of Trinity. It also added an addendum – that my Solar plexus and Crown chakra energies would be worked on in the coming day.

Wind and Water Companions

Sundays arrival was marked with rain and wind. As I went for milk in the morning I remarked to myself that a sliver of Poseidon was in that air. I arrived at Gwas’s in the early afternoon with a gentle breeze and a few raindrops in tow.

A long drive filled with discussions about Gwas’s adventures in gathering spirit forms had us arrive at Nine Stones Close. As we walked through the fields Gwas’s intuition decided on a different path than normal and we found ourselves climbing up a rocky hill. As id often the case we split up and followed our own energetic paths through this new territory.

I am often surprised at our ability to go-off and do different activities at these sites and then return with individua tales to tell.

My path led to a place where the boulders had fallen in such a way as to create a cave like structure. I sat in it for a while feeling its shape before pointing it out to Gwas. Once we moved away from the cave we walked further around the hill only to have to come back on ourselves a little so as to find a path to the Stone circle.

Often we have foundthat recapitulating upon experiences results in little connections that were at the time missed. For example – upon reflection – it seems to me that the deviation in our path was to find that cave and for me to sit in it, Gwas didn’t. Which becomes meaningful in a moment.

As we approached Nine Stones Close the wind was a surprising gust and my spirits rose. I am really connected to that site because of a beautiful Oak tree that is there. Fortune had a particular smile for us today as the neighbouring field was devoid of its usual cows. Cows are the bane of dowsers! This absence allowed me to climb into the next field and become more acquainted with the Oak tree.

Divine knowledge guided me to the best place to stand and I stood with my back to the tree, my hands were positioned with palms facing the tree and behind me. As I stood there for many moments the wind whipped up into a strong breeze continually changing direction. Even though it was quite cold, I found my hands warming up behind me. It was as if the tree was warm.

Fire

After a while I felt myself filling up with warmth from the tree. But it was more than just inside of me, it seemed that it was my aura filling with orange flame. CommuningAn interaction with an invisible and natural sentient force that is independently identifiable, even if it cannot be named or classified. The interaction takes place at the level of a subtle amalgamation of the mind of the perceiver such that a dialogue or transference of feelings may occur between the two sentient parties. The interaction that is ‘communing’ is purposefully initiated by the perceiver for the express purpose of learning or simply to transfer feelings in a sympathetic manner. with the tree gave me to understand that the winds frenzy was necessary to ensure that my aura would contain the flame otherwise it would be released. It was also at this time that two other realisations dawned on me.

First, was that the Solar plexus chakra is associated with Fire and second, that my understanding of the use of cave structures is to shape the aura. Thus only a few minutes ago I was shaping my aura and now it was being filled with flame. Of course these are all coincidences right?

Upon completion of this filling, I was given a small seedling from the tree, which I transferred to my pocket and minutes later we were done and moving off upon our normal path back to the car (completing ‘the’ circle). Upon the return walk to the car I found a white feather which I also pocketed. White feathers are rare – I’m usually a Crow feather man.

Addition: Just to note that Gwas’s and I checked the trees aura and found it to be a healthy size. And again – why do I do this? I decided to follow the shape of the aura around the tree and found that it had some strange shape and twist to it. Further divination revealed that several head sized rocks had fallen of the wall and were interfering with the aura of the tree. Gwas and I quickly divined that this was not a good state for the tree and returned the rocks to the wall.

A ten minute drive later we arrived at the Nine Ladies circle just as dusk was approaching. Clouds were ominously covering the full moon. Again as we approached the circle we divided off into our own little projects. I went and greeted the Oak whilst Gwas meditated on the circle.

With the wind howling away and Gwas’s news that he had to wait until complete darkness before his work could begin. We spent a leisurely hour or so watching the moon rise.

Earth

When the time came Gwas and I entered the circle and began to do our individual work. I was only moments in when it became clear that the power-center in the circle was Gwas’s area. I was told to embrace the wind. Who am I to argue? So I was up and off, following the wind to its source. I was led to the King-stone and sat down upon it. I’ve never actually sat on it before and found that it has a comfortable little niche in it.

A few minutes of quite reflection and the wind quieted down followed a few seconds later by the clouds clearing and the full-moon’s spotlight felt like it was falling directly on me and the King-stone. As I sat there wondering what would happen next I felt the Orange flame seep out of me into the King-stone and follow the energy tracks down to the stone circle, flow around it once and dissipate into the ground. I felt deflated and was wondering whether the activities of the night were completed when I felt that a blue flame was filling me up, but not from the ground up at before but from the top down. It was coming from the Moon! Blue moon energy?

The blue flame filled me up and again it filled my aura to the brim (my aura was about 2 feet outside of the physical me – or so it seemed).

The right way

I knew then that it was complete and stood up from the stone. As I looked down to the circle I knew I had to come down and walk once around the circle (widdershins as Gwas had divined earlier). So I walked back to the circle and completely forgot to walk around it!! Instead I headed for the Oak tree and a second later – Wham! a branch had hit me straight in the right eye!

Funny isn’t it, as Gwas noted later “I didn’t hear you cry out” – it’s because I didn’t. As soon as my senses returned I stepped back andheaded around the circle! Point – literally taken! The funny thing is that I didn’t have the usual “kicking the tree” reaction that one might expect – instead I thought “Hey how lucky is that – I could have had my eye out!”

Thanking 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. of the place we both felt that the nights adventures were complete and I wondered whether Monday’s divination would reveal success/failure.

Sunny kinda guy!

It is unquestionable that I am a “sun” aligned guy! Although I love the moon and its creative juices. I just love the sun energies. Which I have to say doesn’t have anything to do with lying on a beach any place – definitely not!

As an aside I have to say that I am a star person too – which kind-of makes sense to me because they after all are suns too!

Upon returning home on Sunday night I was shattered! I came in and went straight to sleep, which is definitely unlike me, I am a midnight at least person.

Monday, I awoke and wow! The sun was shining and the sky was blue and the wind was gone. There was only one element around this day. Sun.

I got up and changed and hit the outside – I just walked and walked taking in all that sun energy. I sat in my garden in the lunch time sun meditating upon the Trinity. What puzzled me was why I was filled with Blue – the colour for the Crown which is what I would have expected – if I had expected anything is Violet.

But divination revealed that I had it right. I was filled with blue flame. Now my intuition took me in this direction:

• Blue -> Throat Chakra -> Understanding and Communication

Then in my meditation I got the urge to go and write something on my computer and before I knew it the words were flowing like – well – like they used to before I lost my muse when my mum passed away. I wondered…was that the block that had been removed? The divine answer…one of the smaller ones. Just wait til you re-alise (re-align) one of the bigger ones that is gone! I’m still figuring out what that one is!

And so it is that that the following was also released into the world today!

Kal