This tale occurs just before my quest to “Kill Gwas” – something which I have almost fulfilled. I was invited to go to the Llangernyw Yew in the middle of August. Kal needed some urgent answers about his future direction, and I am always looking to go out and meet ancient yew trees. We always seem to get work to do when communing with the ancient yew, and it is usually related to death energy or learning about The Underworld. No exception today.
On arrival I asked to be taken to a place where I could learn something. I was taken to a quiet spot underneath one of the smaller yew trees, and there I felt I needed to cleanse. To get rid of the worldly energies that I brought with me. In the last month I have realised that much of our work is a process of cleansing, energising and synergising (integrating the new energy to transform). I now call this process “Reconstellation” (see Reconstellation.com)
The Brain Trust
After cleansing I was taken to a power centre which was in front of a specific gravestone. As I stood in the flow of its energy I began to connect to the nearby mighty yew tree. Once in communication I was able to ask the question:
“Why am being shown this grave stone?”
I was at the grave of a lady called Gwyneth Parry I found that I will be able to heal the disease that she died of. I felt the spirit of The Green Man come though to me, as he had done before in this graveyard. I asked to be given information about what this grave meant to me. A few seconds later the phrase “brain tumour” came to mind. I have no idea if this is correct, because I can’t validate that yet. However, what I could validate was whether I was able to energetically affect brain tumours. The astonishing result of that enquiry is … yes, I am told I can. Now I need to give that a go and see if it’s true in practise, rather than in theory. I am looking to contact some cancer charities to see if energetic healing is on their radar at all.
I asked if there was anything else I needed to consider, and The Otter card from the Wildwood Tarot came to mind. It had been the forgotten aspect of my tarot draw for the Ireland Summer Solstice trip. Now I was being invited to consider these aspects:
“Contemplating things with a considerate heart. Learning trust. Serving with love. Refusing to listen. Living only in the imagination.” (source: Wildblog!)
I think I understand. I would need to be single-minded about the move I was about to make – the leap of faith as I launched my new business alone. I needed to trust, to be considerate of others in this process, and to refuse to listen to the doubters who might scoff at the idea that I could make a living doing this “new age nonsense”, as many would no doubt think of it.
But the best was yet to come. That was the easy stuff! Now came something altogether more testing!
Finally we can get to the posts about things that happened after the Summer Solstice! Shortly after our return from Ireland we found an opportunity to go to Wales to visit one of our favourite sites – Dinas Bran.
It was a really hot day, and so we climbed the steep hill very very slowly, yet still we were wringing wet with sweat when we reached the summit. Luckily, Dinas Bran always has a stiff breeze to cool you down – often when you don’t want it! Today, however, it was most welcome.
The Death of Gwas
You will remember that I had been told to kill off Gwas. Having agreed to do that several things began to come together to reinforce that decision. Firstly, my full time job came to an end! I had about a month’s notice in order to re-position myself and work out whether I wanted to find another soul-sucking position in an industry that I didn’t agree with. I needed help!
As a druid I turned to my natural sources of information – my spirit guides. Yes, “guides” plural. I recently found I have more than one! I made frequent trips out into Nature and spent time meditating on the correct course of action. Each time I would return with the idea that it was now time to take on the mantle of the title “druid”, and this meant that I needed to go it alone. “Ah, that would be the ‘hedge’ part of that title!” Not quite. Going it alone and starting a new business would mean that actually I would have to do the opposite of going alone – I would have to open up to the world and engage with it on a level I had never before attempted. *Gulp*
I needed Bran‘s help. He was the one who had time and again pushed me to learn new skills, and he was a wise “head” on ancient shoulders. I felt a particular trust with this entity, and wanted his opinion on my future direction. Hence, a journey to Dinas Bran.
Ladies and Gentlemen – the time has come. If you have been following this blog for any amount of time then you will be familiar with a character called Gwas. Over the years you will have witnessed his journey from a fledgling dowser and druid. Where has Gwas ended up at this point, though?
Gwas ended up being an experienced druid. His daily practices and regular outings to sacred sites became more than a serious hobby, and became his life. His experiences with Otherworldly intelligences took him from being a non-believer through to the opposite end of that spectrum – as someone who could not imagine how life could be fully experienced and enjoyed without the interactions with spirits.
As part of Gwas’s spiritual guidance recently he was told that he needed to be killed. Gwas is, after all, a pseudonym for a real person. The name means “Vassal of Merlin“. Yet over the years Gwas has emerged from beneath the coat-tails of Merlin, and has come to stand side by side with his mentor. Recent posts have talked about the instruction to “Kill Gwas” – the quest that didn’t get realised. It will be realised now.
Why now? Several reasons. There was some reluctance at first. Coming out of the shadow of Gwas is not a step taken lightly. He has been a useful character, although also a flimsy disguise. It was initially done as a protection in the working environment, but now all that has changed too, and so the disguise is no longer needed. Funny how this all happened at the same time. A coincidence, of course.
There has been a growing call amongst some readers of this blog for us to help them with information about dowsing, tarot reading, house energy work and our particular brand of spiritual interaction. Putting such material together takes time, and wasn’t possible when combined with a full-time job. Now, I have that time, and can offer those services at last.
I am now a full-time dowser, diviner and druid.
I am self-employed, and my new company is called Reconstellation.
I offer services and products aimed at harmonizing people with their environments, and bringing about positive change through re-integration of self with surroundings.
This has many applications from personal well-being, to peak sports performance, all the way through to Feng Shui and ghost-busting. Please take a look at my web site for more information.
I am reminded of Kal’s favourite tarot card – The Fool. A man steps bravely into the chasm of the unknown with his faithful companion next to him. I am that character today.
The blog will continue as usual,with a few minor changes. I will be signing off using my real name on posts from now on. The About page will change soon with information about me. I will be doing some advertising for my business in the margins of the site but I don’t intend to affect the main flow of the site. This blog will always remain a platform for telling the world about the magick and the majesty of the forces of Nature and the path of druidry.
One last thing. All fledgling businesses need to build a network. Please, if you can spare a few seconds, show your support for my Reconstellation and Hedge Druids United Facebook pages. It would make me proud to have you on board with me, and as I offer my services to the big wide world.
I thank you for your continued support. Let’s make magick happen!
Drombeg stone circle, West Cork, Country Cork, Ireland.
Finally, we have arrived at the last of my posts in the Summer Solstice set (for all the series see this link). It has taken much longer than expected, not only due to the number of posts that the visit generated, but also due to issues with the blog stability that we have now hopefully traced and resolved. Thank you for bearing with us during this particularly extended period of disruption. Sometimes the Universe communicates to us in peculiar ways, and certainly for me the gremlins have struck at my very heart by disrupting this blog. However, re-alignment is taking place, and I am confident that soon you will see a more unified approach to the blog. You’ll see what I mean very soon. For now, let’s finish this set of stories.
Entrance Of The Initiate
After a steep and narrow descent around Drombeg we arrived at a startlingly spacious car park, and then proceeded along the hedge-lined path to the stone circle itself. Along the way we passed a couple who had camped in the circle the previous evening. They looked like they had had an interesting evening! Along the path the fuchsia bushes reminded me of the wonderful floral displays on Iona that we had seen in September 2012.
There were several things to see at the site. Obviously, the circle, but we’ll come to that. Elsewhere there were some smaller oval and circular enclaves which were labelled as “Fulachta Fiadh” - more ‘cooking pits’ it seems. Hmmm… As I sat on the ridge overlooking the site and connecting to the area I had a vision of how the structures were used. I saw a young man being escorted by a hooden and robed figure. He was led into the covered dome structure. Inside he was put through a ‘sweating’ process and then left alone for the night. During the night he emerged and walked into the stone circle to meditate. That relationship seemed to replicate the way I felt about the Dromagorteen circle too.
Now it was time for my own initiation into the circle mysteries!
Ardgroom stone circle, Kerry, Ireland
Somehow, in our travels up and down the coast road of the Breara Peninsula, we had missed the sign. The sign was small and so was the lane along which we had to travel. The day was coming close to an end, and the sun was beginning to drag the shadows into longer shapes. Heading now towards Ardgroom circle we found that the land ended in a car park suitable for three or four cars. There was one parked there already, and we slotted in next to it. The signs to the circle pointed towards some marsh reeds, showing us that at any other time of the year we would be walking through a marshland, but luckily at the height of summer the ground was rutted but hard.
As we approached the circle we could see that it was dominated by a group of people, most of whom were standing with their backs to a tall stone. One woman was sitting at the edge of the circle in the middle of the company. She seemed to be directing a ritual, so Kal and I moved off to one side of the site so as not to disturb them while they worked.
Kal wandered down to the circle, dowsing as he went, prowling around the outer edges. I kept my distance, taking photographs of the circle from various angles to pass the time while we waited to see if the group would finish their work any time soon. They looked bedded in for the day, and so I dowsed for a suitable place to work outside the circle instead. I was taken to a small hillock where there were several fairy rings in the grass. This seemed a good vantage point to do my own work from while I wanted to see what would happen inside the circle. I did a connection and soon I was feeling the flow of energy from the hills behind me, and the sweeping power of a ‘dark’ lady whom I was becoming familiar with on this trip.
The Summer Solstice Day was coming to a close and as you have read the last 10+ posts, it had been an amazing time. Gwas and I always consider the question…
- Can it get any better?
And then it does! Can you beat that kind of life? I doubt it. So here we were in the midst of mountains that rose up on all sides. The sacred site that we had arrived at was called, Shronebirran.
Upon our arrival we spent a considerable time trying to capture the glory of the surroundings. It was hopeless.
One of the things that Gwas and I strongly recommend to readers is Go Out There! What you read here, honestly, it pails to what we actually experience and see. Please…just go!
I was quite surprised by the answer of No, to my question of, ‘did I need to prepare’ It is rare when I get a No to this question and almost every time I have, it is because I had prepared at a previous place. No such thing had happened in this instance and so I was left with the understanding that I was ready.
Following the rods to a place of learning (or so I was informed). I was taken aback by the sudden appearance of Caileach. As seemed to be her Irish modus operandi, she flickered into existence as if she had been there all the time.
Again, I find it hard to get this concept across. Hmmmm…. imagine the wind blowing gently after a while you forget its even there and then, something gives your focus a nudge and you feel the wind…which has always been there. Does that make sense?
The goddess (for here in Ireland of all places she was possessed of that aura) stood in her majesty before me and I felt like a student at class. She made an encompassing gesture, taking in, what? Infinity?
- “Destiny has strands,” she said, “for each person. Some fall away incomplete, some are taken up and some are not chosen”
- “The only choice we have is that, choice”
I was about to question the “we”, did it mean that this was true of her too? But she hushed me, seriously she did.
- “There are Eleven strands to my destiny.”
That was a bit specific I thought and how did she know?
- “Four have been completed” She continued, “Two start today and Five lie in the future”
Which had been completed I blurted out before she could shush me.
- She gave me a stern look, “You have consciously connected with your double.” She gave me a piercing look, “You are Fay tainted.”
Mentally, I was leavering fingers off my fist…that was two, what of the other two.
- “You have fulfilled your mother’s prayer and…”
I am afraid I am going to have to keep that last one a secret. It is personal you understand? Having such a being reel of your destiny is a humbling and ego feeding feeling. Still, I had my wits about me. What had started today? I asked.
- “That cannot be said at this time, but in the future you will mark this day as their beginning.”
Why tell me any of it I wondered and the Goddess made a slashing movement.
- “A marker has to be drawn between what was, is and will be”
And with a twist in the fabric of reality she was gone. Leaving me with grand thoughts of destiny.
Shronebirrane stone circle, Kerry, Ireland
To find this circle you need to follow the brown signs inland from the R571 Beara peninsula coast road after passing through Lauragh village. More information can be found at the Isle of Albion site.
After wending our way along a single track road that snaked along a valley floor for what seemed like an eternity we end up at a small car park next to a long farmhouse. We are surrounded by beautiful and tall hills, yet the valley is wide enough for us to catch the remainder of the solstice day’s rays.
As we pass the farmhouse we are met by the owner who charges us a nominal fee to enter the site in what is effectively their back garden. Their sheep wander around the circle leaving small black deposits.
I begin my investigations outside of the circle, whilst Kal heads straight inside, as he often does. I dowse firstly for the Spirit of Place for the site and find that the circle has one. Good. I ask to be shown where the spirit is, and I am taken all around the outside of the circle, threading in and out of some of the stones. That’s unusual, but vaguely familiar! I’m sure I found the same energy form at Cerrig Pryfaid near Conwy years ago. After my third perambulation I am back on the same track again, so it would appear that the spirit forms three discernible circles of energy around the stones.
When I ask to connect with the spirit I am taken by the dowsing rods to stand at one of the stones which lie to one side of the circle. Here I can connect with the spirit, and I learn that she is born of the surrounding mountains and that she has been at this circle for thousands of years.