Quest for merging with Energetic Double part 1 of 2

This post is going to be an ongoing one as I am in the middle of the tale so to speak and would like to try and record it as it progresses rather at the end. Let’s see how it works…

My meditations at The Hurlers revealed to me that it was most definitely time (and indeed a necessity) for me to be merged, reunited (er whatever) with my energetic double.

In previous experiences I had gained the knowledge of how to call it and how to protect myself from some of the more dangerous effects of its energy.

15th December 2010 ~ Rose Quartz

I thought it was time I figured out if I needed anything on this quest. I wondered if my supplies of esotoria were sufficient…a curious thought in and of itself as I have never thought to ask such a question before.

As it happened there was something missing…I asked whether I had sufficient incense? Yes. How about crystals? No. Oh, what did I need? I went through some crystal names and came up with Rose Quartz. How many? Seven! Even as I determined the answer a thought came to me, I knew where I could get some crystals, here out in the middle of Devon.

A couple of weeks ago I did some map dowsing and was directed down some side streets to a little shop that sold arcana, including crystals, excellent!

I visited the shop during my lunch time and as I walked around it I realised that the guy was woefully short on Rose Quartz, seriously! He had 6 rose quartz crystals, six! I stuck my hands into my pocket in frustration and felt something in them…I had forgotten, I had one rose quartz crystal myself. Perfect!

16th December 2010 ~ Gathering of the watchers

I was wandering through the local town Barnstaple at lunch time when I felt the uncomfortable drag of energy from the mid-town church yard. I wasn’t falling for it of course and walked by the entrance. Then on my return up the street I felt it again and this time I got a intuitive nudge and quickly put some protection up and wandered into the energetic crowd.

It isn’t that bad a feeling I have to say, i’m just being a bit melodramatic perhaps. Anyway I wandered about the place wondering what “this” was all about. I didn’t need my dowsing rods to be led to a particular spot in the square.

I went over and sat down, awaiting any thoughts, feelings or communication. And I got it…”We want to come with you?”

What? Who and what wants to come with me, and where for that matter? Then I got, it the Energetic Shrouds wanted to come with me when I merge with my double. Wow! Seriously! And how do I take you with me? In the crystals. Ok, Hop on in then.

Yes, it was that simple, no meditation, no ceremony, just “hop on in.”

18th December 2010 – Amazing

Morning

I awoke today and thought it was about 8am. It had snowed the night before but I had had an idea. Stonehenge! The place I could merge with my double…Stonehenge. I got up all excited and before anything else, I dowsed if this was the case, Yes!

Fantastic!

Not! I checked out of the window and the snow had done a number on the world. It was blanketed. Feeling a bit disappointed I got dressed all the while my mind was going… You can go, ok it might take you longer, but you could get there. That’s when the second shoe dropped…instead of it being 8am as I had thought when I finally looked at a clock it was 9:45. O boy! I have to say I haven’t been that far out with my waking up time in a long while, perhaps it was the Xmas party last night…hmmm…

So, I was in a dilemma, Time was passing and the world was covered in a few inches of snow, should I take the risk and go on a 150 mile journey, when the radio 4 weather people were hailing the roads as “treacherous” and “travel only if you need to”

Does Edge Wizardry and reclaiming your energetic double count as a “need”?

As you know, being a one for signs and omens, I kept a weary eye out for anything meaningful. As I got changed my Rose Quartz crystal dropped out onto the wooden floor with a clatter.

Some signs are subtle, some you have to make up.

It was all I needed, I was off, the car was laden with about 3 inches (metric??) of snow that was fairly easy to be rid off, navigating out of the back streets? That was an entirely different matter. Phew!

I was off, with faith in my heart and food purchased from a garage (trademark Druidic practice). The Sat Nav was telling me 2 hours and 50 minutes to Stonehenge, I laughed…in this weather!

Ice, snow and ultra careful drivers were out in force today, even when the road was wet – above freezing people. Anyway I had got to the M5 some 50 miles from where I live and had stopped to clear all the junk of the windscreen (the water squirters had frozen) when a thought came to me…

Side note: I just thought, where do these thoughts come from? When we say “a thought came to me”?

Anyway, a thought came to me, I needed to go someplace to prepare first? Seriously! In this weather…I pulled my rods out of the car and asked, did I? Yes, could I do without? No. Could I prep at Stonehenge? No. As we say in England “Buggah”.

It was freezing cold as I pondered where I could go to do this prep. Glastonbury was on the way-ish, would Glastonbury be suitable?No. Bugg…

The another thought occurred (?) what about Avebury, would there do? Yes, o yes. I got in the car and Miss SatNav told me it would be some 2 hours to Avebury. Whatever! Lets go! So it was off to Avebury first, in the snow, on (Radio4) treacherous roads.

Avebury

Surprisingly the M5 (55 miles) was completely cleared of snow (thank the gritters) and even more surprisingly the M4 (30 miles) was completely clear thus I was doing excellent time.

Did I mention that Stonehenge closes at 4pm in the winter…Yes English Heritage come along and fold it up and put it away for the night!

So I was excited as I pulled of the M4 and the sat nav was reporting another 25 miles or so. Excellent! Not, the road off the M4 was as Radio4 would say, treacherous. There was only me on it for a fair few miles, but I was doing 20 to 45 depending on the ice and in some bits it was 10 miles too. Phew! Still after following a truly annoying tractor for a couple of miles. I had arrived, Avebury.

What is with the British and snow? The carpark for Avebury was closed? What! and all the streets had a “Don’t Park here or else” warning. So I just drove out a bit an slid (literally) into the side of a field, that is going to be fun to get out of.

Avebury had a few people wandering around the stones, not enough to cause a Edge Wizard problems. I walked amongst the stones for a while, acquainting myself with the Genius Loci. It is a lovely place, very welcoming. But I had business to attend to and as my Latin teach would say, Tempus Fugit!

So I dowsed to be taken to the best spot for me to prepare for my merging. It was along an odd path indeed, it was in and out of each stone, but doing a circle around each of them. People watched as I dowsed this dance amongst the stones and ending up at a missing stone marker, around which the rods just spiralled me in (quite dizzy in fact).

So I questioned? Seriously? Here? When I have all these wonderful stones to play with? Yes. Who am I to argue? So I asked if crystals were required? No, Incense? Yes, 3 sticks…fortunately there was no wind at all and I was able to light them without even looking for cover.

Nothing seemed to be required for preparation other than to stand before this nondescript marker. I did so for some moments, but did not feel any different. I checked as to whether I had done the prerequisites and the answer was yes.

As I stepped away a thought occurred to me, was the walking in and around the stones part of my initiation? Yes…Ah…

I then went around the stones taking in there awesome size and feel as well as there beauty in the abundant snow. Then mindful of time I was off for Stonehenge.

Mishap

I programmed the Miss Sat Nav for West Amesbury and was off. It started out fairly well and the roads had been gritted and then Lady Sat Nav took me down a country lane and I was slowed to around 20mph. A few miles later she had me going down even more untreated roads and I was down to a meager 10mph and then almost inevitably it happened…

I was going one way and two cars were coming the other, the road was barely passable and I tapped the break and went into a gentle, dare I say graceful slide. Which ended in me facing the fields perpendicular to the road. Lovely.

A few revs of the tires made me realise that that wasn’t going to work. Fortunately the other two car drivers assisted and I was off on way, if a little more cautious.

By the Sat Nav it should have taken me 40 minutes to Stonehenge, however it was looking more like 90 minutes. So I had time to ponder things. The slide for example…of course on any other day I wouldn’t have given it another thought, but on pilgrimages, as we have noticed so many times, the smallest thing should be pondered…so I did, ponder I mean. But alas the meaning, if any, escaped me and finally I was on a clear road.

As I drove along I felt a tug off to my left and looked up just to flash by a brown sign…Woodhenge. Gwas and I had been there the last time we went to Stonehenge and felt its strong energies. This time though Tempus was well and truly fugiting and I needed to be places.

Stonehenge

The A303 is a blessed road as it gives a wonderful view of Stonehenge. From a distance the circle looks like play toys stacked up and you have to get real close to appreciate there magnitude.

Alas, although there were about a dozen cars parked up on the road outside the heritage centre. Due to the weather the staff hadn’t turned up and…Stonehenge was closed!

Closed! I couldn’t believe it. I went over to one of the guards and she told me that they were indeed closed and thus “No Entry!”

I was gutted and paced along the road pondering this state of affairs. Other travellers were equally frustrated at this prohibition and were venting their displeasure.

Guerrilla dowsing were two words that sprang to mind and I eyed the fields surrounding the henge. It was about an hour to sunset, but the white snow would make me quite visible, unless I came from completely the other side and tried to keep the Henge between me and any garda, all the whilst watching for patrolling ones.

What would be the penalty of breaking into a heritage site? Hmmm I walked about 4 miles around the fields that surrounded the henge and considered the options…I reckoned that if I was lucky I could probably get close enough to find a suitable place to do my Energy Work. I had light blue clothing on and so that would provide some camouflage.

As I planned this entree, another “thought” occurred to me…what about Woodhenge? Would the sister site be suitable for my quest? I asked the rods, Yes. Are you sure? Yes, Would it be as good as Stonehenge? No, but suitable.

Taking a last rueful glance at the Henge I was off for Woodhenge. As I made my way back along the road I had just driven down I wondered if the mishap earlier and the “pull” of Woodhenge were connected, perhaps that was what I was being told?

Woodhenge

Evidenced by the snow, the half-mile side road up to Woodhenge was almost virgin in its snow covering. I was the second car in the park and the other couple were already heading towards theirs.

So, it was me and Woodhenge, perfect.

And in the next post we will see what Magic occurred at this wonderful site

Kal Malik Edge Wizard