A day of silence? Really? It was going to be impossible. How was I supposed to be silent for a day, well actually it was around 6 hours, but still. At least we were going on some sacred journey and we were visiting the medicine wheel again. And of course there were some amazing (albeit silent) company.
It was a sunny day that we set off up into the hills (I hear that there are rattle snakes) and towards the medicine wheel. I wrote a post about my introduction to this ancient wisdom teacher and the test it put me through. It was tempting, but I think I passed favourably. We will see. Whereas the first time was a personal visit sans dowsing rods, this time it would be in the company of a group and with no dowsing support. Ah well, time for non-metal intuition access.
The medicine wheel is in the shade of a small wood. Over the years an entrance to the wheel has been established and (as my dowsing rods confirmed) it was a good entrance. There was also a place of preparation that had been established, however for me, there was a different place to prepare. Fortunately the group was kind of do what feels right to you kind so I was able to move off and prepare in my own way and fashion. Which in essence meant I could go the eaves of a small bush and stand, allowing my energies and the place to balance.
When I felt ready, I moved towards the entrance of the wheel. By this time I was the last one to enter and in fact most of the others had finished their commune. Knowing that the Genius Loci takes into account all energies (people) that are present I wondered whether to wait until it was all clear or to proceed (an easy question to answer when one has dowsing rods).
Since I had no expectations of what kind of experience I would be having, I decided to step into the wheel. It was a slow process, as if I was walking through treacle. I wonder why it was like this. I stopped for many moments at each spoke of the wheel. As if each needed its own resonance to permeate me before proceeding to the next. Had I come with a purpose, I wondered. No. This was a place of answers and I had no questions. These were the kind of things that were on my mind as I walked the wheel. Then it occurred to, of course. It wasn’t answers for me, but questions. The questions that were locked within my chest, within a book, that was called the Emerald Dragons Soul book. That quest seemed like an Albion quest, but why should it be? After all, it was born in Ireland and begotten in Greece. Why not? Could a question be discovered in this sacred place?
I arrived at the centre of the wheel and looked around to find the place deserted, I was the last. I opened myself up to the Genius Loci of the place and (as before) it plucked a memory from my mind. This time it was when I had guerrilla dowsed (climbed) to the top of Silbury hill. I wonder why it chose that one? Could there be some relation betwixt the two? Dowsing rods anyone?
For the most part I have felt that the questions have dissolved out of me. At the medicine wheel it was an entirely different feel to the question coming forth. For, indeed, one did. But there was no process, no feeling of it coming. It was just there.
What have you lost?
That was it, simple and silent. A bit of an anti-climax really. But, who am I to argue? Of course I checked in with the dowsing rods when I returned to my lodgings. Yes indeed. This was a bona-fide question.
Kal Malik on the home straight
A touch of sacred
I am staying at a friend’s home in California, just a few miles away from San Francisco Bay. My friend, Tam is off traveling with her partner so I had the whole place to myself. Wonderful, right?
So, it was 8am in the morning and I got up and switched on the light. Nothing. Thinking that the bulb had blown, I looked down at my mobile phone which had been plugged into the charger. Dead!
Oh crap! That’s not good. Panicking, I checked on the lights in the corridor and then the whole house. Nada!
A vague memory of a task that Tam had asked me to do…”Keep the waterfall (feature) in the corner of the main room fed with water, it has blown the motor when it was dry” With a sinking feeling I went to check the waterfall, it was dry! The motor must have blown and taken the house electrics with it!
Now you might be thinking, “what has this to do with sacred work?” And you are right but stay with me for a few more minutes…
I ran around the house (which is actually a ranch and so quite big) looking for the circuit breaker. Cobwebs, spiders and dark places were encountered and dismissed. Of course I had my friends number but my phone was charge less and I was an hours walk from a Starbucks where I could get it charged. Also I didn’t want to call my friend, she’d worry.
As I tried to fend off the “worry thoughts” I absent-mindedly filled the waterfall with water. Passing by a shelf, I noted that I had left my dowsing rods there. A thought occurred to me. Could I dowse for the circuit breaker? It was worth a shot! Look, if you can find your way out of a forest, you should be able to find some electricity circuits? The theory was sound, considering my worried state!
I grabbed the rods, got in state and asked…”Take me to a place where I could fix the electricity issue.” The rods set me off on the usual winding path and then out of the back sliding doors. “Ah…” I thought, of course I hadn’t looked outside for the breakers.
The rods however had other ideas. They took me up a couple of steps (in the garden) and to a buddha statue. What the Zarquon! I had been led on a wild goose chase! I resigned myself to the long walk to get my phone charged. Then another weird thought struck me. Maybe I should be offering up some devotional energy to this artifact.
Note: When I arrived at my friend’s home I dowsed for the most powerful energy place in the home and was led to the very buddha that I was now stood before (note also that this was not the location of the genius loci)
Couldn’t do any harm, I thought and also added, rather negatively I have to say, Couldn’t do any good either. Damn cynic! So I dowsed as to whether a devotion was in order? Yes. Did I have something to offer? Yes. Take me to what it was…
I was taken to my room and my bags. Within I found a lonesome rose quartz that had made the journey across the ocean with me. That was it? Yes. Okay. I took the crystal to the statue and laid it before it. Focusing my attention on supplication and devotion. I stood before the statue, asking for direction and help.
Amongst the soft rustle of leaves and the occasional tweet of birdsong I heard a gentle tinkling noise. I stood froze to the spot as a realisation slowly and shockingly dawned on me. It was the waterfall feature. My mind went into confused overwhelm. It couldn’t be? I rushed back into the house to check.
It was! Water was trickling down the wall of the waterfall. Unbelievable though it may seem. The power had miraculously returned.
Surely a coincidence! Surely an explainable phenomena. Nothing to write home about? A sacred life is a life that is viewed as sacred.
Kal Malik – awed
Late August of 2013 brought Gwas and I out one evening to a place we like but rarely visit. By name it is called Dyserth Castle but as with many such (castles) places there is no hint of a castle. A friend once asked why we visit castles and forts? Since they are not obvious sacred sites. I agree whole heartedly, in that they are not obvious. However, as is the case throughout history. One dwelling supplants another, so it is that one sacred place is supplanted by another. Also many living places were chosen for their sacredness in the geography. Finally, often places become sacred because of the use that they are put.
That hopefully goes a little way as to why we explore some not to obvious sacred places and why often a castle or fort is just that, no useable sacred energies are found.
Here we are then (or rather were then) at Dyserth castle, just as the sun was about to set. A couple of years ago we had tried to create a sacred stone circle here. It had worked – sort of – but its energies were not lasting and on a later visit we dismantled it because our understanding of such things had grown and it was felt that the circle was inappropriate. You live and learn and correct your mistakes.
Often at such places I ask whether there is anything to learn here and often the answer is no. However I was delightfully surprised when the rods returned a Yes. Brilliant! So I dowsed for a place to prepare for this learning and having found a place opened myself up to preparation, cleansing and grounding. It was then that I sensed something, it was a shade. I tried to ignore it but it kept nagging me so I gave it some of my attention.
“There is something special that you can learn here?” It said.
“Oh yes,” I thought back at it, “and what do you want from me to tell me this?”
I felt a kind of picking at my memory and then a semi-forgotten memory of a time when I had nearly died popped to the surface…
On rare occasions a terror inducing memory surfaces from my past. I was around 22 at the time. It was a time when the doors to trains weren’t electrically sealed. I had run onto a platform just as a train was leaving. In an instant of madness. I grabbed the door handle, twisted it open and tried to jump on. The seated passengers inside were startled to see me, but fortunately (and life saving) one of them grabbed me by the lapel and dragged me in. Just at the same instant the door hit the side of a bridge and slammed shut. I had been a millisecond away from death.
It was this memory that the shade drew from me as payment for directing me towards the following lesson…
The shade directed me atop a mound in the centre of the clearing. This it seem was the place where I would learn. I climbed the precarious rocks (don’t try this at home) and opened myself up to the Genius Loci.
As I stood there listening, I realised that I was listening to the wind swirl within the castle. I felt rather than saw the wind swirling upwards like a funnel or a twister. It was a great feeling and I thought to myself, if only the sun (now well beyond the hills) could be here I would revel in the energy. Then a thought (or a commune) came to me.
“I should align with Air rather than with Sun”
What? Surely I am a Sun aligned person? Didn’t I get my energy from the sun (see this blog for more details). apparently not I was being told. I am aligned to Air but since the Sun was seen through the Air, it had worked for me. What a revelation. One that definitely needed more thought before taking on board.
Air aligned? Hmmm, I deflated my energies and disengaged from the still flowing wind. I needed to think about this new-found knowledge. Lighting a few sticks of incense I showed my gratitude for this knowledge and insight and jumped down from the mound.
The evenings adventure was complete.
Kal Malik Air aligned?
Earlier this year Gwas and I took ourselves once again to the waterfall and castle of Dyserth. We arrived an hour and half before sunset on the 29th August 2013. It was nice to be out again. In a few days time I was off to California for a while and so I felt the need to be out in the depths of Albion as much as possible. Submerge myself in her arms.
As is our practice Gwas and I separated and worked our own individual magic. For me this visit was about deepening my connection with Caileach and Albion so that I would be able to commune with her from across the ocean, a task I have found to be difficult in the past. As I stood by the waterfall in askance, I had the notion to place the stone (which I have and am imbuing with Albion resonance) into the water for preparation. I did this and was then directed to climb up the steps by the side of the waterfall.
Wandering along the edge of the hill away from the waterfall I had the open vista of hills and vales before me. A desire to embrace the view came upon me and I stood looking out at the land, pulling in the energy. Minutes later I was done and returned to gather up the stone from the water and push into it the energy that I had embraced from the land. I turned just in time to see Gwas appear from the side of the waterfall. “I knew you would be here” He said as he approached me, “You’re done, right?” I laughed. A coincidence of course!
Kal Malik Gathering the Genius of the Land
This had to be at the top of the places that I wanted to take my friend Julie. One cannot help but fall in love with the garden of peace in Glastonbury known as the Chalice Wells. Yes, the Tor has fabulous energy, yes the Abbey is intriguing, Yes there is a nice tree on a hill. But the Chalice Wells has to be the heart of Glastonbury.
With a sigh of letting go of the outer world, we ambled into the inner. Back a couple of years ago there was a beautiful tree that befriended me when I first visited the garden. Sadly it has passed away, but the dowsing rods took me, by the most direct route, to where that tree had lived. I sat upon the ground, now as then and remembered the feelings.
Reluctantly I rose and followed the rods to wherever they wished. They took me some levels back and to the brother of the tree you see above. I paid my respects there by lighting some incense and moved throughout the garden, touching leaf and caressing root.
Finally, I arrived at the place where the water falls. Drinking my fill, I lit another stick of incense. As I did the sun came out in recognition. A beautiful sign in an amazing place.
Kal Malik rejuvenated
It was early Sunday morning as Julie and I set off on the hours drive from our hotel to Avebury. Of course I have visited this amazing site on many occasions and had some beautiful experiences there. So I went with high hopes of the same again. I suspect that Avebury is difficult for dowsers because it is just huge. How are you supposed to get a sense of it? Where do you start? With a question.
- Is there anything I can do for this sacred place?
It is a good question to start with I feel and one that got a “No” response from the dowsing rods. Brilliant. Onto the second question.
- Is there anything I can learn at this place today?
If not for it, then for me, right? The rods responded with a “Yes”. Excellent. Now then, before rushing off into what, where and why. It is a good idea to prepare in some fashion. After all you don’t visit special friends with muck and crap on your person, do you?
- Take me to a place I can cleanse and prepare my personal energies…
And off the rods took me. Quite far actually, right round to the other end of the site and to a stone that had a bit of sitting place on it. I squeezed into the place and allowed my energy to settle into a balanced vibration. Once I felt ready, I was up and off to gain the gift that this ancient place had to offer.
- Take me to a place I can learn something of value…
Again, I was sent almost back to where I had started. I stood between two huge gateway stones. They are the biggest at Avebury I think. Here I let the silence of the early morning rise within me and it was mingled with the sound of bells from some distant church. What was there here for me, my thoughts asked. As my mind cleared a question arose from within me:
“What is seeking you?”
I was surprised and filled with gratitude. What an unexpected gift. Another question from the Dragons Soul Book. How many did that make I wondered? Were the nine now complete?
I pondered these questions before pondering the actual question itself. What is seeking me? Was there anything seeking me? A puzzle within a puzzle.
As I mused on this I went looking for my dear friend Julie. It was time for breakfast.
Kal Malik – being sought.
Oh my God(ess). Often times I am totally taken aback by the speed at which the universe works. In a previous post Gwas and I had visited the Wizards wood for an evening of commune and possible adventure. For Gwas it had been a remarkably challenging adventure and for me it had been a simple message, “I am going to push you”. What the heck did that mean? I had no idea. That was four nights ago. Today it was Monday evening and I was presenting a talk on one of my favourite topics…Ghosts, Spirits and Entities. It is by far one of my most repeated and attended talks. What I really like about it is that it always goes down a treat.
Little did I know that it was going to be in the midst of this talk that I would get the push. During the talk, the discussion slipped slightly and came to focus on Chakras and energy. As I expounded on that topic one of the attendees became extremely interested. I managed to get the discussion back on track after a while and concluded the talk albeit a bit later than advertised.
Not to be put off however, the afore-mentioned attendee accosted me as I took some rest with a coffee. We began to talk in earnest about two topics in particular, coaching and chakras. A friend of hers joined in the discussion at its mid-point. A good way into the discussion I mentioned that last year I had been working on a (Heart Resonance) framework that combined coaching and chakras but due to one thing and another (basically laziness) I had benched the ideas.
It was at this point that the attendee (might as well give her a name) Chloe, said…
“What you need is a push!”
“What?” I almost spurted, “What did you say?”
She repeated her words, “What you need is an incentive, a push, to complete the framework”
I was gob-smacked as my thoughts floated back to Caileach and her not-so-cryptic warning. Could this be what she meant? It was an unbelievable coincidence if it wasn’t (and indeed, if it was).
I asked Chloe what kind of push would she suggest. She asked a question of her own in return. What price would you sell this course for? I had thought about the price often of course, but as is usually the case, had found it difficult to settle on an exact figure. So I suggested a price, rather tentatively and couched around a “roughly speaking”. She nodded her head and again, straight off the cuff said, “I’ll buy five copies.”
Again, I was dumb struck, “What!?”
Chloe explained that she was the owner of a coach training academy (a small one) and this kind of course would be a perfect for some of her students. Wow! Is all I could say until the next day when I found an envelope hand-posted through my letter box. It had a cheque for the amount specified! Oh my goddess! Now I have to get that course completed. What a “Push”.
Kal Malik – Astounded!