Cows
I had arrived back from the States only two days ago and Gwas and I decided to take a trip out into the mystery (my new term for nature). Gwas had told me all about his Staff experiences. We were eager to go out and explore this (these) phenomena. Gwas picked the location and we ended up at an ancient hill fort (Don’t get excited there was no sign of the fort at all now. Just a farmers field). Personally I prefer forts that at least have a few boulders floating around. Anyway, I will let Gwas relate the actions and results of that episode. I have interesting tales to tell.
Although we had only been on the hill (fort) for about 30 minutes we were driven from further experimentation by the crowd of cows that seemed intent on spoiling our evening.
Dinas Bran
Since we had much time left over, I pointed Gwas towards the direction of Dinas Bran and there was no stopping him. Of we toddled. As you will know Dinas Bran is the place of amazing experiences for both of us and we have never been disappointed. The climb up the hill was challenging (a testimony to too many cakes). As per usual Gwas and I separated once we gained the heights. Both went our ways.
My entrance to Dinas Bran was different than usual. I wandered around the outside of the castle for a while somehow needing to connect at a deeper level with the Genius Loci of the place. After many minutes I decided on an entrance path and walked in.
Just a note. I am going to describe in detail what I did because something rather unusual happened near the end of our stay at Dinas Bran.
I was bit hot from the climb and took my jacket off and put it over one of the rocks. I had brought with me a hand sized citrine crystal. Which I asked the rods as to where a good place to put it would be. The rods directed me to a 6 ft high jagged part of the wall. So I stuck the crystal on there making sure that it could capture some of the final rays of the sun. I then returned to the rock where my jacket lay and meditated for a few minutes whilst taking in the sun light. Nothing of note happened during my meditation and I finished it of by requesting the rods take me to a place where I could learn something of value (of course I asked first whether there was indeed anything to learn).
If you look at the image of Dinas Bran above, see the two window like holes? Well I was on the outside of the right one (Just to note that as I was led this way. I saw the glint of the Citrine that I had placed on the rock a few minutes earlier and made a note to myself not to forget it). The wind was really blowing a gale, fortunately I was protected by the wall behind my back. I sat in this place, not really meditating or visualising. Basically just letting my thoughts go free fall.
Moments later I was thinking about my Energy Double and how I had learned more about what it was from my Native American adventure. I wondered when I would be catching up with it again when an insight hit me. I would have to travel to a place to make that encounter happen. Curious as to where this knowledge had come from, I asked (myself?) in which direction I would have to go? The answer was immediate. In the direction you are facing. Doh! Obviously. But how far? I admit that my geography isn’t brilliant, however even I know that there isn’t much in the way of sacred sites in the direction that I was looking. Then a thought hit me. It is out side of Britain. What!?!
I grabbed my trust iPhone and examined a bigger vista. France? Italy? Turkey all felt a NO. Then my thoughts turned to Greece. Yes. Okay…although I like fantasizing this needed some dowsing behind it. So I jumped down from the rock and asked. Do I need to go to Greece to learn more about my Energy Double? Yes. What?!?
I’ve never been to Greece before. But as I clambered back upon the rock and gazed out across the imagined distance, I felt the pull of a song. Day dreaming mixed with adventure as Gwas came out from behind a wall dowsing rods in hand. He shouted up to me “Got to find a feather” I laughed, good luck with that, the wind was howling.
About ten minutes later Gwas returned laughing, he had a feather in his hand. I watched him as he did some more work and we were done. I grabbed my coat and we both went to the rock where I had placed the Citrine. It had gone! There was still light from the setting sun but the rock was nowhere to be seen.
Remember that this was a hand sized citrine cluster not a small pebble. There was no way it could have been blown of the fragment of wall and there was no way I had mistaken the wall that I had placed it on. But nevertheless it was gone. The only other person on that hill was Gwas. So I turned to him and pressed him for an explanation. “It wasn’t me”
I believed him for three reasons. The first is that I trust him, the second is that he didn’t know I had placed the crystal on there and third, even if he had seen it, he wouldn’t have removed it. That just isn’t done, to interfere in each others work, not even in jest.
Where then is that hand-sized crystal? I have yet to come up with an explanation. It worries my rational brain no end. It is a mystery extraordinaire because a rational alternative cannot be found.
Since that time and this, Gwas and I have discussed that simple Citrine Crystal many a time. It still remains a mystery.
Kal Malik
