The howling wind
The sun was pretty much hitting the edge of the hills as Gwas and I began our walk towards the Druids Circle. As a note for future reference, we had driven a bit further along the path than we normally we do, but the odd scrapes of the chasse along the bumps on the path led us to understand that such a drive should be avoided in the future.
The wind that accompanied our walk was hauntingly howling, like wolves in the wind. The perfect atmosphere for druidic (Edge Wizardry) night work.
Gwas and I arrived at the circle just as the light faded and darkness blanketed the area. Clouds and (as I mentioned) a howling wind were our company. As is quite often the case we separated out and began work on our individualistic quests.
As seems to be a frequent, though un-intentional habit of mine – I had no direct purpose when coming to the Druids Circle other than to work more towards merging with my Energetic Double. What or how were questions to be answered in due course.
Black Fog
I dowsed to find the most appropriate place for me to be whilst trying to determine what to do and the rods took me to northern side of the circle and deposited me right where we had found a “Sun” power center the last time we were visiting this sacred site and incidentally where we had placed our bottles of water to be energised on that occasion.
I determined which direction to face and the result was westward, towards the ocean and incidentally the sunken sun. As I looked out at a mound (which blocked the view of the sea) I could feel the force of the wind on my back and hear it howling amongst the slopes. Then as my mind quietened down a bit I felt the wind ease off some.
Then with the breeze from behind me I felt a dark fog like “stuff” fill my aura. It didn’t fill me, it filled an area surrounding me, which I later dowsed to ask whether it had been my aura and it was. I was quite scared by this but didn’t break my “connection” – sometimes you have got to trust in your own strength, right?
Being Blown across the Sea
The black fog filled me up and then I was (or rather my consciousness was) blown out across the ocean. I say blown because I felt that it was the wind that had blown me across the ocean. I cant recall seeing any of the sea as I flitted across it but since I “felt” that I had been blown in a westerly direction I must have crossed the ocean.
Pyramid in South America
At some point I began to see and saw that I was flitting across a landscape that was fields, hills and mountains. In no time at all I was “floating” above a Pyramid. Not much different from the following picture…
I was probably about 30 foot above and slightly to one side of the peak of the pyramid and looking down I saw a figure sitting on the steps some two-thirds of the way up the pyramid. I couldn’t distinguish any features of the person because there was a bright glow or light shining out from it. I knew straight away that this was my Energetic Double.
Following the music that uniquely identified me – the music was me
As I looked down at it (him?) I saw that it was playing a flute. I hadn’t noticed until right at that moment that all the while from the moment the black fog engulfed me to this there had been this absolute sole wrenching music playing. Now, as I looked down, I saw that it was coming from the flute that my Energetic Double was playing.
My attention was now completely caught by this music so much so that I could feel tears streaming down my cheeks. I knew – instinctively that this music was what had brought me across the ocean to this place. My first thoughts were that this music was a signature that identified me. But as I listened another realisation dawned on me. It wasn’t representing me. It was me!
If we could turn our D.N.A. into music then that was/is how I would describe it. Honestly though even that description pales in comparison to how it was.
My Double continued to play until these realisations had all hit home and my emotional being was being tested to the limit. Then it stopped and looked up at me. It hadn’t up until now.
Rock being taken
Although it didn’t talk – I understood what it was communicating. Firstly I knew that it had taken the “gift” rock that I had placed at Dinas Bran a few days earlier. Even as it communicated this I felt a “feeling” and looked to the side of where it sat and saw a little rock there. The same rock!
An obscure thought flitted through my mind…Am I just imagining this? My double looked up at the bright shining Sun and the thought entered my head, “Here the sun is shining”.
being “blown” back
With those rather cryptic words my Double blew me back across the ocean (I say blew, that was how I perceived it to be) an instant later I was back at the Druids Circle and the wind started to pick up again. I dowsed for a few minutes to make sure of my experience – and rods confirmed it as I have written it.
As I was dowsing the cryptic words that I had been left with rolled around my brain and a realisation dawned…of course across the Western ocean, in South America it would be the middle of the day! Oh my word!
Sign of the “milky-way”
Our work was done for the night and Gwas and I headed back towards the car. Our stay at the Circle was around an hour and yet our experiences were unlimited. As we got half-way back to the car the sky above (which had been cloud-covered) slowly cleared up and the whole milky way was revealed.
Throughout this blog you will see references to the sun coming out after or during significant moments in our “work”. Well now I am going to add the “stars” coming out to that signage.
Kal Malik ~ Traveller Extraordinaire