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A sign?

I just wanted to drop you guys a quick note. Today I was exploring synchronicities and was given a notion of a sacred site to visit for Imbolc (more later). Sometimes though, I like to make sure that the world and I are on the same page. Is it a matter of trust? No, I don’t think so. More like a matter of not wanting to waste time. This re-affirmation idea entered my mind whilst I stepped into the local town centerm in the form of

• “please give me a sign to show that the sacred site in question is the one to visit on Imbolc”

Turning the next corner I saw the shop (Bijou Brigitt)  in the image to the left. Coincidence, right?

Actually this isn’t the point of this post. Rather it is this. I returned home from this coincidence pondering afternoon and switched on my computer to an email from a friend.

• You have to watch this…”

and so I did. The TV series (for which this is the pilot) is called Touch and is a almost must see for those interested in the miraculous reach of synchronicities. Here is a trailer for it…

www.youtube.com/watch?v=NqOg6uucP-g

Enjoy.

Kal Malik

One of the starting points for a journey into the world of the mystical is synchronicity. Synchronicity could be considered to be simply defined as the act of attaching significance to the confluence of activities. In other words, if something happens that causes your attention to focus upon two events or actions coming together, and you remark upon it by relating it to your own life in some way, then you could be said to be partaking in an act of synchronicity.

Fluffy the Goldfish represents sychronicity

Here’s an example. Let’s say that you have been in a low mood for a few days due to the death of your pet goldfish, whom you called ‘Fluffy’. A few days after this tragic event you happen to see a car bumper sticker that says “I love goldfish“. At that same moment on your car radio someone says the word “fluffy” . You look out of your car window to see an advert on a hoarding that contains the phrase ”living in a goldfish bowl“. This causes you to think about your pet goldfish and realise that this date is actually the date when you bought Fluffy the Goldfish a couple of years ago. Several things come together at a point in time that were only of significance to you, as though the Universe was constructing these elements just to point something out to you.

These confluences can be easily dismissed, of course. Chance, inevitability, irrationality – all these terms remove the obligation to dwell upon the confluence, and to consider the concept any deeper. However, once you begin to regularly notice these synchronicities, and once you attribute some meaning to them, then the world necessitates deeper consideration. How are they being created? Who is creating them? Am I constructing my own reality? What do they mean in a wider context? Am I going mad?

Once these questions have been considered and investigated then the result of that can often be a profound sense of joy. Yes, joy. One begins to enjoy spotting these little “glitches in The Matrix” as they have been popularly termed. I prefer to call them “node points” – gatherings of strands of the tapestry of possibility that is woven through Time and Space and which, bundled together, create meaning, drive purpose, and satisfy a very human need for a glimpse behind the veil of the Mystery that life surrounds itself in. For a fleeting moment we see how the Universe flows, and we see how we are woven into its grand design.

As Jake Kotze says in his article written for The Sync Book:

“ Syncs offer endless insight into the world, but their most essential quality is in vivifying what and who really allows for them.” (source: The Sync Book)

That sunchronicity happens is not as important to us as the notice we pay to it and the attribution of meaning that it has for us. Synchronicity makes us feel more connected, and more alive.

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The city being New York which is where I am currently following the blue brick road. Specifically Manhattan, so I guess even in America a dowser might look a bit weird, I can cope with that in the UK but here I am going to keep my rods confined.

Fortunately I am getting quite good at device-less dowsing so I thought I would have a go in the famed Central Park. The park is filled with some gorgeous trees and the atmosphere is really nice. I immediately got the sense that the park likes the city. I don’t know where this thought came from, but it was pervasive throughout the park.

Starting at the mid west side (really getting used this street naming) I ambled around the park following an invisible rod in my hand. I was expecting to be taken to be taken to one the trees in the place or perhaps one of sport areas (human energies, right?). My question was: “Take me to the most energetic place in this park?”I guess my question needed to be refined a bit as it kept trying to take me over the grass and the law is that you can’t walk on the grassy undesignated bits – fair enough!

So I perambulated through the park, curious to see where I would end up…would it be a tree? One of the many seats that have been donated in someones deceased personal honour? A fairy circle?

I had walked through about a third of the park when I took a decisive turn and headed up an incline in the path. Upon getting to the top I found myself in a small clearing that had a huge stone needle in it. As I approached I knew that this was “the spot” but I wondered, surely this was going to be some latter-day 20th century piece of art? How was this going to be an en exhibitor of energies?

Egyptian Obelisk

The obelisk was some 70 foot in height and had definitely seen some wear and tear as the glyphs on it were hardly readable. After a couple of minutes confirming that this was indeed the most energetic object in the park I checked out the description on the plaque and what a surprise! The obelisk was in fact an a true Egyptian artifact! Brought to the USA in 1881. Known locally as Cleopatra’s needle, but being a some thousands of years older than her reign. See here for more details on where this artifact originated from.

I was truly surprised by my find. Central Park is 2.5 miles long and 0.5 miles wide with many attractions contained within. In my perambulation I was led almost directly to this Egyptian artifact. How curious. Interestingly, on many maps the Obelisk isn’t even mentioned other than a place marker. When I got back to my apartment I was checking up on the history of this artifact and found a totally crazy synchronicity. This stone was twinned with another stone that had come from the same source. The twin was located in Paris. Interesting? No? Well, what if I were to tell you that at the time I was in NYC, Gwas was in Paris!

The universe is truly linked by so many connections, if you walk a intuitive path you encounter these links on a daily basis. As I was to learn, this was a fabulous and portentious beginning to my two week stay in New York.

Kal Malik, on a knights quest

Two Crystals at Nine Stones Close

Apparently I had loaned/given Gwas some crystals a while ago and as we met up for todays journey he handed me a pouch which contained five crystals. I had forgotten them entirely but as they say…

Never refuse a gift

So I accepted them and we were off. I had a hankering for 9 stones close (one of my sites of the year) and since it had been a while since both Gwas and I had visited it, that was first on the agenda.

Although it was a fresh, late Autumn day we found the weather to be auspiciously dry and calm. I have to say I love this site, ever since I was engaged in healing the aura of the Oak tree there I have felt a strong affinity with it. This visit was no exception.

As we walked up the short incline to what is called Robin Hoods Stride I turned to Gwas and said, I think I will leave two of those crystals here at Nine Stones.

As Gwas moved about the sacred site getting his own unique connection with it. I clambered over the wall to commune with the grand Oak.

In our divided way we both made our own greetings to the site and its energies sentient and non alike. It was whilst in the midst of this that four people joined us. Two ladies and a gent. They wandered around the site and I could tell they were energy aware.

A few minutes later Gwas was speaking to the gent and the the other two presented me with a conversation about energies. As we talked the conversation moved to crystals and without thinking I drew out the pouch and offered a crystal to each of them. One the ladies had no clue about which crystal was which but “felt” that one of them was calling to her and she chose it.

The crystal she had chosen was a dark blue Sodalite one and after failing at some guessing games I decided to let them out of there suspense and told her that it was a Sodalite. She became really surprised at this because…

She had just (the day before) returned from Singapore and a healer there had told her that she needed to get hold of some Sodalite to help her heal a throat condition.

I was as amazed as they were at this synchronistic event. I think I will always be. I am fortunate these days to have them occurring frequently. Soon after this event the gang of four wandered of to other pastures after having told Gwas about a Five Chambers, a site that we had not heard of but vowed to visit.

As we walked back towards the car (perhaps at the same point as when we were coming) I turned to Gwas and remarked…

Hey, I told you I would be leaving two crystals at Nine Stones Close

Kal Malik – reading the signs aright.

Although I often notice the occurrence of synchronicities, which makes me smile to myself every time they happen, today seemed replete with them from the moment I awoke. Something was in the air. I am currently working away from home in Germany and so my normal routine does not apply, including not having my usual trinkets and trappings around me.

The first inkling I got that today was going to be different was actually late yesterday. I had been making arrangements with a colleague in a nearby office for us to meet up for lunch. She is part of my extended team, and this was a chance to meet the rest of her colleagues and make some valuable connections that might help me in my work, as they all have many more years experience than me. We had been Instant Messaging each other yesterday afternoon and somehow, during the course of the conversation, she hinted that she was a witch. Only hints, mind you, but it made the prospect of today’s meeting more interesting. Was she in fact a witch? Or just enjoyed all things ‘witchy’? Perhaps today I would find out.

That in itself set the scene for the day. In the morning it was raining steadily – not a good omen, as it would make travel less enjoyable. I set off to work on the train and arrived at the office only to realise I hadn’t got my usual cigarette lighter with me. Never mind, there was a colleague in the office who smoked too – he would have one. For the first time in two weeks he wasn’t in today. Never mind, I could ask someone in the designated smoking room for a light. I double-checked my bag – did I have a spare lighter in there? After a thorough search I concluded that I didn’t. I began to rehearse the German phrase for ‘Have you got a light, please?’ – ‘Haben Sie feuer, bitte?’.

In the middle of the morning I got up to go to the smoking room. I’ll just double-check my bag again. The first pocket I went to – there was a lighter! Eh? I had really searched it before, but here it was – straight into my hand. Odd. I gave it not a second thought, but went upstairs for a smoke. The smoking room is full of people sitting alone at tables or in small groups, and rarely if ever does anyone approach anyone else. Today, as I sat down a man approached me saying, ‘Haben Sie feuer, bitte?’. My eyebrows raised and I smiled to myself. I was going to say that! No-one had ever approached me before in the whole two weeks I had been there. Today – someone asks me the same question I was going to ask them!

I confirmed the arrangements for lunctime and joked with my colleague that, as it was now sunny she must have magically affected the weather for our meeting. She responded that a witch never tells her secrets, and I chalked that up to our previous discussion where the word has been mentioned before. Coincidence, I thought.

Midday arrived and I set off on the shuttle bus to the nearby building, a few miles away. I had never seen my colleague before, but a couple of weeks ago I had looked her up on the staff directory and thought to myself then, ‘You remind me of someone.’ I regretted not having refreshed my memory again before I left, and I hoped that she would recognise me as much as I recognised her, and that we would somehow meet up alright. I sat staring out of the bus window trying to remember who she was similar to, and then it came to me – her hair was like Kate Bush from her ‘Wuthering Heights’ era, when she first emerged onto the pop scene. That’s who she reminded me of! I sat back, satisfied that I should just look out for someone who looked like Kate Bush, and I was sure I would recognise her. Ten seconds later the German radio station that was playing stopped chattering, and with a jolt my ears pricked up: what was that introductory refrain from? Which song? The opening lines blared out in the confines of the small quiet bus:

“Out on the wiley, windy moors
We’d roll and fall in green
You had a temper, like my jealousy
Too hot, too greedy.”

(Kate Bush - ‘Wuthering Heights‘, 1978)

I smiled a broad smile. Coincidence number two! Already today was shaping up to be a magical day. I took that as a good omen, and sure enough I met my colleague without any trouble, and we shared a lovely lunch time eating, walking, buying presents for my colleagues back home, chatting and meeting her team. I didn’t mention anything about her possibly being a witch though – it didn’t seem the polite thing to do – perhaps I was mistaken, and she was just using it as a symbol of her empowered femininity? Anyway, I left it unspoken. Later that afternoon I messaged her again thanking her for her hospitality, and again she dropped hints of things ‘supernatural’. Now I wasn’t imagining things!

Later in the day I was heading back to the apartment a few miles away from the office. A short train ride away. That gives me just enough time, sitting at the station and on the train, to read another few pages in the excellent book ‘Spirals: Patterns of Existence’ by Geoff Ward. I have nearly finished it now, so I picked up at the point where I had left off yesterday where he was talking about C.G.Jung and synchronicity. Aha, so of course it was uppermost in my subconscious this morning. I read about Jung and Wolfgang Pauli, who was trying to find a scientific basis for dream synchronicities and worked with Jung on the concept. Then suddenly the text changed tack. Now it was talking about Astrology, and not your Sun Sign tabloid daily guff about meeting talk dark strangers and making career choices, but as he termed it ‘serious’ astrology. Ward made a statement that really resonated with me, he says, talking of Dr Percy Seymour’s book ‘The Science of Astrology’ (2004) :

‘Seymour’s challenging view is that ‘serious’ astrology… is an attempt to understand our own internal schedules formed over long periods of time and which we inherit genetically. He thinks that the fluctuations in the geomagnetic field synchronise the internal biological clocks of the foetus which control the moment of birth. The ‘tuning of the foetal magnetic antenna’ is carried out by the inherited genes, and this to some extent will influence personality characteristics. The positions of the planets at birth do not alter what we have inherited genetically, but instead ‘label’ our basic inherited characteristics of personality. Cautious support for Seymour’s ideas has come from an unexpected quarter – no less than Richard Dawkins…’

Well, well. Dawkins. Arch-enemy of all things mystic. Is there any clearer sign of convergence between science and mysticism?

That quote was as far as I got when the train stopped and I had to put the book away. As I walked back to the apartment something was nagging me about that passage. It seemed awfully familiar….oh yes – I had written a draft in preparation for my fourth part of the year’s summary of findings only last night. In the draft I had written a paragraph about how this year, one of the most startling findings for me has been to discover that planets have an influence on myself and Kal. They actually affect our behaviour, and determine what activities are going to be more beneficial for us. I’m not going to spoil the draft post, but needless to say I had left it at that point, wondering how on earth I was going to explain that. How was I going to be able to justify that I had suddenly become a believer in astrology? From having rubbished it all my life, to now saying, ‘actually, there’s something quite profound in it.’

I had even gone further, for last night I had gone to the online Astrolabe program and had let it draw up (or ‘cast’ I believe is the correct term) my natal chart. It even gave me a small reading explaining the influences of the planets on my behaviour. I had no idea why last night I would do this. None. And anyway, I was truly all prepared to pick fault with it, just as I had done with so many newspaper and magazine horoscopes before, except that I couldn’t! It was absolutely accurate. Completely me. Now, I’ve also seen that Derren Brown trick where he gives 12 people the same horoscope and because of the way it is written they all think that it is them to a tee, but this was different. There was very little generalisation, it was quite specific and certainly would not apply to anyone else I know.

So, another very major synchronicity. I had been “looking” for some way to explain my new stance on the subject without sounding superficial, and Mr.Ward’s book kindly provided it to me on a plate, just when I could make use of it.

Today has been a day of witches and synchronicities, and it has been hugely enjoyable. I hope all our days are just like this too.

Gwas.

p.s. Here’s one of my personal favourite Kate Bush clips.