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As the nights draw in here for the Northern Hemisphere countries our lives begin to change in subtle ways. We lose the lightning power of The Sun in the mornings and evenings. As this power is depleted the changes may even be mirrored in our body chemistry, and consequently in our thought processes. For many people “Seasonal Affective Disorder” (SAD) is a fact of life – they get more depressed in the Winter months. Luckily, I don’t suffer from this, however that doesn’t mean that I am not prone to dark influences. Here is my very personal story about how my psychic shield got breached, and I became a victim of my own dark shadow. If ever there was a horror story to accompany a Winter evening, this is one that will chill your bones!

I can’t tell you how difficult this is to write. I am a strong independent person with what I often believe is a will of iron. Once my mind is set I generally achieve what I set out to do. In addition, I am very healthy. Physically I am in peak condition, my immune system is very strong, and I pride myself in keeping myself in good condition mentally, physically and spiritually. That is, after all, my whole reason for being – to keep my soul’s cage in the best of working conditions. So, it is with some level of embarrassment that I found myself getting ill in a number of ways recently, most particularly not being in total control of myself. I was being influenced by a shadow self.

Jung and The Shadow

In Jungian terms I was encountering what the great psychologist termed The Shadow. This concept is so prevalent in film, television, fairytale and mythology that it hardly needs an explanation. We know it as the often sublimated and suppressed urges arising from our usually latent desires and instincts. Almost every horror film is a depiction of the struggle with The Shadow. When it is let loose it has the capability to put the ‘light’ self in a tricky situation, because it does not obey the rules and the established norms of society. In my quest to be a “good person” I may have pushed these instincts too far under the surface, and now they had chosen to re-emerge at a time when I was physically and energetically weak.

I have an inkling now about what triggered it to become dominant, but only because I have managed to dowse it after the fact. The Shadow creeps up on you from behind. What I did know at the time was that I was acting out of character with how I perceived myself, and out of step with my spiritual goals. I first noticed The Shadow emerge in the dream world, where my dreams began to include unusually violent or sexual situations. I put it down to any one of a hundred reasons, and carried on. It would go away.

Next it began to make itself mentally present during the day. My thoughts began to turn to matters that I didn’t usually allow. Forbidden subjects. Deviant topics. If you’ve had these thoughts yourself you know what I’m talking about. I began to wonder what was going on now. How could I be having these thoughts? I hadn’t had thoughts like this since my early teens, the years when my mind was struggling to define itself in its emergence into the world of adulthood, when laws and ethics were being created and challenged with equal rapidity, when I was defining the boundaries of my self.

The final straw came after a few days of The Shadow manifesting itself within me physically. I was now doing things, making things happen in the physical world that my poor helpless moral self was appalled at! Finally, it rebelled with sufficient force as to cause me to stand up and summon the forces of my will power to re-assert control, if only for long enough to decide to do something about it. This had to stop, or my world was going to come crashing down around me and I would be left in the middle of it, alone, wondering what the hell had happened! Hell indeed. Time for action!

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Having recently been in Edinburgh I took the fleeting opportunity to do some dowsing to confirm some suspicions I had about the position of some ley lines that I had been mapping with the help of Google Maps. I had been reading Robin Heath‘s book “Powerpoints” a month or so ago, and in that book Robin mentions a geometric arrangement of powerful leys that are linked by the ‘artificial’ and ‘modern’ capital cities of the British Isles – Cardiff, London and Edinburgh.

Whilst in Edinburgh I visited the castle. I was standing on the esplanade before going in when I became increasingly fascinated with the hill that dominated the skyline. I had seen this hill from our hotel window but now that it was closer I could see that it actually formed part Edinburgh itself – the city was shaped around the hill. I used my mapping applications to find out the name of the hill. It came as no surprise to me when I saw the the object of my obsessive fascination was called “Arthur’s Seat“. Well, well. That was been the story of my year, really.

The Seat of Arthur

Arthur’s Seat is a fascinating hill in so many ways. Firstly because it is an extinct volcano, secondly that it has been inhabited for thousands of years, thirdly that it attracted the nomenclature that it has, and finally because it has attracted in modern times a quite macabre connotation with sensational murders. Its more prosaic history is thus:

A hill fort occupies the summit of Arthur’s Seat and the subsidiary hill, Crow Hill.^[8]

Hill fort defences are visible round the main massif of Arthur’s Seat at Dunsapie Hill and above Samson’s Ribs, in the latter cases certainly of prehistoric date. These forts are likely to have been centres of power of the Votadini, who were the subject of the poem Y Gododdin which is thought to have been written about 600 AD in their hillfort on Edinburgh castle crag. The poem includes a simile comparing a warrior to King Arthur which (if not a later addition) may be one of the earliest references to Arthur, and hints at a possibility that his fame might have led to one of the hillforts — and, subsequently, the hill — being named after him. (source: Wikipedia)

Arthur's Seat is the meeting point of two national scale leys

I left it at that during the visit to Edinburgh, but when I got home I began to check my triangle of leys that included the infamous Rose Line of which Robin Heath had made me aware. When I had mapped the lines there was one aspect that I couldn’t determine - exactly where did the lines terminate? I had a feeling that Cardiff Castle was one terminus, and this had recently been backed up by reading “The Seventh Sword” by Andrew Collins, because it turns out that Cardiff Castle is a hot-spot of energy and masonic and magical design. Well, that was one point, but what about Edinburgh? When I looked at where I had terminated the Scottish part of the line I realised that I had stopped it some hundred metres away from Arthur’s Seat. When I extended the line fully to touch the hill’s summit suddenly the line went exactly through the famous Templar church of Rosslyn Chapel to the south. Now I knew I had got the correct terminus point of this North-South Rose Line.

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