Imbolc 2015 P2 – Death Eating with St Michael

Imbolc 2015 P2 – Death Eating with St Michael

After Arthur’s Well (or close to it) we were heading out to Anglesey. I set the satellite navigation in order to get me back to some major roads that I recognised. On the way in that morning I had wanted to visit near to Llandeiniolen but we had searched in vain for it so I had given up in frustration. We had gone to visit Arthur’s Well anyway. Now, on the way back out – where did we arrive? At the damned church of course!! And I use the word ‘damned’ with intent, because no sooner had we stopped to admire the huge ancient yew trees than I got a dread feeling. Yews at St.Michael’s The old church at Llanddeiniolen seems to have changed its name, perhaps to disguise itself? Perhaps it is seeking to prevent visitors from finding...

Winter Solstice 2014 2 of 3 St Michaels Church

Winter Solstice 2014 2 of 3 St Michaels Church

In the previous post I mentioned that we had passed this church twice and it had been given some significance in our attention. So we arrived here a few minutes after finishing at Thornborough henge to see what the fuss was about. As we began to dowse we separated and I moved off towards the front of the church. I asked whether there was anything to be done here and the answer was a Yes. Which of course added another spoonful of weight to the notion that places draw us, rather than the other way around. I asked where I needed to be to start this work and was taken to a Holly tree. I sat beneath the tree and asked of the place, in what way can I be of service? After some moments I got the feeling that the place and the tree seemed disconnected. I asked whether...

The Holly and The Ivy – Solstice 2

The Holly and The Ivy – Solstice 2

Part two of our Winter Solstice story. In this tale I discover something quite lovely about the nature of trees. We had just finished at Thornborough Henge which had been a fascinating and enlightening experience. We wondered whether we would be able to top the day, but better was yet to come. On our way to Thornborough we had taken quite a detour having misinterpreted some of the symbols on a new map application that I was using. This had meant that, even though we intended to go back to visit the church in Kirklington village, we had arrived back there even though we knew it was not the right way to get to Thornborough. We stopped and looked at each other. Something was clearly telling us that we needed to go back to Kirklington after Thornborough. Now we had...

Recovering the Church of Michael

Is it wrong for a druid to be working for an angel? Let’s not even start that discussion! Let’s just say that I took the ‘case’ on and I am working it, like some kind of kindly private detective. This post relates to the direction I was given recently at The Druid’s Circle. There I was directed by Archangel Michael (who I will refer to as Michael) to take note of the direction of a rainbow, and to use that as guidance to find a church that was dedicated to his name. The indications were that something terrible had happened at the church which had changed the energies at that site in a drastic way. Michael had asked if I would take on the task of re-aligning the energies so that they would be compatible with his vibration again. It...

Saving Annabel

I never quite know how these things come about, but a friend of a friend of a friend of Kal’s mentioned something about their house being haunted, and next thing you know Kal’s inviting me to call them to arrange a visit. Now I like to be prepared. Hence, there were introductory phone calls, confirmation calls, and a rough background on the likely encounter was established. Then I set about dowsing what I could about the situation. For example: How bad was it? Was it urgent? Was I about to face a wave of mutilation? I mentioned the ‘job’ to my wife, M, and she said simply “Annabel.” OK – I would keep that information in my pocket and see if it was relevant. Pure Preparations Over the next few days I consulted with my...