Summer Solstice 2011 and a lesson for a knight

Talk about a quest! In a previous post I told of how I had to incorporate healing my diabetic condition as part of the “strength of arm” blue key on my knights quest.

And then last weekend I was out at the Knights Heys national trust site having made a potential list of ways and means of healing trying to figure out what and which would help me towards achieving this key.

I came back with a good set of answers and had spent a couple of days refining them into a program of change. With this program already in action I set off for Glastonbury on the summer solstice of 2011.

A curious note. I was waiting for news of a contract extension at work, having predicted that I would get one in this post here. After waiting all day and an extra hour to boot for this news, I found myself frustrated at not having the answer on the Solstice day. Finally I left my work place vowing to the my manager that I had the extension, and to just sort out the details. He was non-plussed of course. But the signs are the signs, right?

Guerilla Dowsing

I arrived to meet Gwas at around 7:30pm, he had been there all day and had pretty much concluded his day with the exception of a visit to the Tor. I felt that the Tor wasn’t the place to go right away and suggested we head for Wearyall hill and the Thorn bush of Joseph of Arimathea. Gwas had already been there but like a trooper was engaged into another visit.

As we walked along the streets of Glastonbury I passed a side street that led to a metal fence guarding Glastonbury Abbey. For a split second an idea to climb it and gain access to the Abbey for some work there, entered my mind and I smiled at my own daring.

It was around 8pm as we turned a corner and walked passed the entrance to the Abbey. Having just had the notion of guerilla dowsing on my mind, I looked up to the opening times and found, to my surprise, and delight that the Abbey was open until 9pm during the summer months. I virtually dragged Gwas into the abbey, over his protestations that he had been there before and had also lost his ticket.

I wasn’t having any of it, after having the vision of guerilla dowsing and then finding the Abbey open, we had to go in. At the ticket counter I said to the lady behind the counter that I would like a ticket but my friend had been in earlier but had misplaced his ticket. In one of those pleasing moments the lady believed us and let us in.

Negative Confirmations

We spent half-an-hour eating tea and discussing Gwas’s Glastonbury adventures, which he relates herein. I had given him a 30min limit as I felt that I could do some conformational dowsing here in the Abbey grounds and wanted the final 30 mins of its opening time to do that.

At the allotted time I got up and asked whether there was any place I could go in the Abbey to learn some answers. The rods immediately took me to the nearest tree to where we were sitting.

I double checked that “this” was indeed a good place to garner some confirmations and the rods flew inwards. I began by asking whether the program I had developed was going to heal me? I got a half and half answer. It looked like I needed something more. So I asked whether I had sufficient knowledge to heal myself? The answer came back as a disappointing no!

I pondered my knowledge and asked, as percentage how much knowledge did I have? I started at 10% and counted up in 10’s the answer was again very disappointing, 30%

I was very disappointed at this result and felt some despair creeping in. To confirm this I tried reverse counting from 100% down and got the same answer, 30% My understanding was that I was lacking 70% of the skill/knowledge needed to heal myself. Wow! considering the detail of the list that I had made and dowsed three days ago I was truly feeling a bit lost.

Genius Loci

On pure impulse mixed with some desperation I asked whether there was anywhere in the Abbey I could go to learn more about this missing 70%. Again I was surprised by a YES answer.

I followed the rods and they took me to patch that was marked by some broken walls. I didn’t look at the notice that was stuck in the grass, but sat in the directed place facing almost westward (as directed).

There I am, sat near the middle edge of the remains of a building just a few feet from the main Abbey wall, hoping to garner some insight into this missing 70% After closing down my thoughts I gave an invitation to the Genius Loci, asking for what? Healing? Guidance? Knowledge? I guess it was all three, whatever fit the bill.

After only moments I heard the sound of churning water as if from a waterfall, of course this was an internal sound and indeed as I focused on it I realised that it was water that was running inside of me.

It gushed from the top of my body (though it felt like it was falling from even higher up) through the length of my body and crashed on something that was as hard as stone, indeed it felt like it was something encased in stone. My intuition was telling me that it was my pancreas that it was trying to break through to. Almost in resonance, this vision produced an off-shoot sense of a hammer smashing down on rocks to break them open.

Whilst this dual vision was occurring I also heard a voice saying, “Slow down, be like water” in a continuing cadence.

On a side note, earlier on that evening Gwas had given me a gift that he had gotten hold of some months back but had just cropped into his consciousness again. It was s small sign with the words “Tempus Fugit”. Curiously in the midst of my meditation I also saw this plaque but upside down, the meaning that I got from this was that there was plenty of time.

Be like water

After the ‘rocks’ had been bashed open I got the feeling I was done and rose up feeling something different but not significantly. I grabbed my rods and asked a question that I was expecting to get a no to. Have I just gained the other 70% of the knowledge I need? YES. Seriously!?!

Was the water bashing my pancreas a significant image? Yes, Did some healing occur at that place? Yes. Did I know have all I needed to heal myself? Yes.

I have to say that my rational mind wasn’t taking any of this seriously. After all 70% in barely a 10 min meditation? At a place that I was “just happening” to pass by?

I told my tale to Gwas with some credulity and wasn’t surprised by his scepticism too, after all 70% in a 10 minute meditation!

The only consolation I have is that we keep finding that time, is an almost irrelevant component of any of the ceremonies. Some take a long time, some a surprisingly (as in this instance) short time.

Having finished my work at the Abbey, I offered up my thanks to the place and made a note of the place where I had done this healing, it was St Dunstan’s Chapel and we were off for the Tor.

Gwas wanted to drive up the road (by the side of the lovely Chalice Wells) somewhat to the Tor but it seemed that there would be no space so we reversed back and walked up. As I did so Gwas pointed out the blessed water rushing out of a pipe from the wells and I recalled the rushing water from my meditation and on impulse bent over and took a gulp.

Gwas noted that I had opted for the male energy oriented water. I wasn’t surprised, after I am a Sun aligned guy! Still, as I we walked further up the mound I pondered whether I should have drank from the female too. To alleviate this minor angst I took out the rods and determined that, yes, I should drink from both. I was about to head back when Gwas reminded me that earlier on he had collected a mixture of both of the waters. We laughed at the apparent synchronicity and I asked the rods, half in jest as to whether Gwas had collected the water for me, the answer was yes. What are you supposed to say to that?

We reached the Tor and the wind was truly howling. I had the feeling that I was done for they day and that the Abbey experience had been my Solstice event, this was confirmed by the rods so I was content to enjoy the sunset amongst the other spectators.

Kal Malik ~ Knight Errant