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Three days of rain had preceded the day we were due to set out on our visit to Llandrillo. On the eve before I was tempted to adjourn the journey due to bad weather but I knew Gwas’s heart was set on it and in all honesty I have never let rain stop play so why start now.

Sunday dawned and, dear readers, it was the most glorious sunshine one could have hoped for on a mid October day. It was going to be a blessed day – I could feel it. When I arrived at Gwas’s dwelling he told me that we were going to seek the famed waterfall again – we had looked for it before with no success, indeed on one occasion we had found a smaller waterfall which we had assumed was the one.

Nevertheless – armed with map and good company – what more could a couple of seekers need? Well, some food always helps and is easily provided – since both Gwas and I are flexible where travel food is concerned.

The journey down the long and windy roads to the waterfall were remindful of the time in the summer when we visited StoneHenge – on that journey we passed through arched tree groves and beautiful scenery. This trip was no exception and it wasn’t long before the only words that we were uttering were – “O my god, that’s beautiful!” and in the glorious and completely remarkable sunshine!

It took us an hour and half – accurately predicted by Gwas – to reach the waterfall, and I have to remark that Gwas felt that we had arrived before we knew we had, he just sensed that energetic shift.

Fey

Amazing is a word that does the falling water an injustice, it was fantastic! As the water crashed to the ground it gathered into a pool – which – in my too adventurous spirit I nearly baptised myself in – by slipping on a stone in my need to get closer to the falls. From this pool the water diverged into to two parallel streams which flowed down through the valley.

As I think back to the place only one word comes to mind, Fey! It was magical in every sense of the word. indeed I would say it was magical in a fairy sense. Having spent some time at the bottom of the falls. Gwas persuaded me to go to the top.

Did I mention that I had done a 10K run the day before? Still Gwas has an energy that enthuses me with energy and a little more carefreeness than I might like – particularly where heights are concerned.

Nevertheless I was about halfway up the side of the hill/cliff when I took a moments rest. The sun was making it hard not to just lie there and bask in its glory. However as I looked further up the path, I noted that Gwas had returned back round a corner to see where I was up to – sometimes I wonder if he can read my mind?

Some ten minutes later, both Gwas and I were stading at the top of the fall. The view which you will just have to imagine for the moment was breath-taking. It looked out across the breath of a beautiful valley – and in a warm autumn morning you could see for miles! Twin streams followed a road through the centre of the valley with flora of all colours decorating the edges. Most of the time spent up there was just marvelling at this magnificent view.

Before rushing over the precipes the water pools at the top right becide a over hanging rock. Whilst Gwas was occupied taking in the wider view, I, being a bit wilder, decided to get my feet wet in a more literal sense – so it was off with the shoes and into the water – ooooh – freezing though it was, it was certainly refreshing. And after ignoring Gwas’s mild protestations I managed to persuade him wade in too.

It was a fantastic result as the slight headache he had – vanished as the cool and refreshing running water energised his being!

Vowing to return there soon and thanking the place for its provision of wonder and beauty we set off for Llandrillo and further adventure.

Fortunately Llandrillo was only a 30 minute drive away and soon we were hefting our packs up the long and steep path – that I remembered so well!

I believe that a path with a heart is one that is filled with synchronistic happenings and so it was that as we walked up the steep path we encountered a sheep trapped in between a row of bushes and a fence. The last time we were at Llandrillo the same was true and both Gwas’s and I noted this as we helped the farmer release this sheep (what’s the singular for sheep?) as we had done the last one.

Upon reaching the top of the mountain (I would call it ) we relaxed in the warm (surprising) Autumnal sun and ate our much desired lunch.

So, you should know the score by now – we dowsed and dowsed and dowsed – finding spirals, flows, 3D arcing energies, power centers and auras (of the circle). The auras that Gwas and I dowse were in the same colour order but he dowsed them as being much further apart than I did.

A more interesting and totally stupifying result was as follows: I had just determined that the site could be used for spiritual transformation. And asked the following question “Can we use the power centers for spiritual transformation?”

The result from the rods was totally new and surprising – the right hand rod stayed fixed forward, whilst the left hand rod twirled inwards. Bemused I looked down at the rods askance? What?

So I tried several more times and got the same result. I called Gwas over from his diagramming and showed him. He was as bemused as I was and had several goes himself – the result? was confirmed.

What did this mean? We had never come across this kind of movement before – which is surely the joy of this path – and even as I write this two weeks late – I am still bemused and puzzled. If only Llandrillo was closer to home

On to the second interesting experience.

On the way up we had determined that there were some energetic imbalances that we could aid, which kind of set the agenda for the day so in our dowsing we had determined that Gwas was going to be the central figure in this balancing whilst I would be the anchor (I dont know what made me use that term just now!)

The stage was set thus…Gwas was in a female power center in the circle of stones (no, not the center of it – get with the programme!) and I was stood just outside the circle. Gwas had picked up a couple of stones from the waterfall and brought them along.

He began by hitting the stones together (as I recall a certain book mentions this as being a way to energetically infuse rocks) and the sharp clacks rang out over the hill side. As he began his meditative work, I began to pace around the circle in a clockwise direction (we had determined that the energy flowing around the circle was going in the wrong direction and a way to change this was to pace in the opposing direction).

Almost as soon as the ceremony had begun a man came up the hill and began to speak to me. Well actually he began by shouting questions…”what are we up to?”…”I hope your not damaging these valuable archaeological rocks?”.

I had got to my second revolution when the man was beside me talking to me (or rather at me) as I continued to silently pace. My ignorance of him did nothing to stop his onslaught as he continued to pace with me – all the while throwing accusations and comments “Even the ancient people would wonder as to what you are doing…”

My patience is limited and I suggsested to him that “Silence is golden” this went completely unnoticed by him and he continued his pacing. I felt my focusing wander and I took up my dowsing rods (as I have done before) and began to strike them together – bringing rhythm to process. Also I created a energy bubble around myself and pushed it outwards. It was perhaps this that eventually cause the man to back down – but not completely – he sat on one of the rocks and continued his commentary – but at least he wasn’t pacing with me.

Afte some more minutes I felt that my part was comming to a close and stopped my pacing – it was almost at this time that Gwas came out of his state too and paced. I was wondering whether the male energy center of the circle would be more appealing now – I had dowsed it before and got the indication to not use it at that time.

So whilst I sat on the center Gwas went over to sense the man. It was whilst I was sat (and being repulsed by the energy center – it didn’t want to be used for sure) that I got the overwhelming feeling that the man had been sent to stop or disrupt our ceremony. I can’t explain it properly even now – but I am certain that energetic forces came to play that day.

Question: If we went out there to balance out the energies of the site - are there others who are out there to unbalance them too?

With this realisation my attention went to Gwas and – being the forgetful person that he is – I placed a protective energy around him too.

My feelings from the Male center were clearly – time to go and I sat up and said to Gwas – lets go. It’s funny how that works because its almost a knowing that time is up and anymore would be unwelcome?

As we walked down the hill the farmer had returned with his dog and was rounding up sheep in the fields – being a person who is an omen observer – I am certain that the farmer being there again with his dog and herding the sheep was a omen.

Unfortunately dear universe I am working towards a stage where I can understand your little messages – up to know I can only discern that you are sending them

On the return journey we discussed the appearance of this strange man – my assertion still stands – over the years I have got an energetic sense of things – and it would be foolish to stand in a energetically aware world and not understand that others also may stand in opposition -

Becoming energetically aware does not mean one becomes enlightened – it merely means that you have access to some more exotic tools

In our past we were beings who lived in the darkness and so were missed by the other force out there…Now we have taken up the challenge and have lit the light…Is there anyone there…Yes!

Kal – Energetic Miscreant!