Throughout this Spring Equinox I had been through Air, Water and Earth elemental experiences. Ancient wisdom and a good deal of expectation suggested that Fire was on the cards. If initiate is the lowest level of induction then what do you call someone just below that? That’s where you will find me on the knowledge of Dragon Lore scale.
One day…when archaeologist or knowledge seekers unearth the ancient Internet Cache’s they will find a copy of this blog and wonder at its ignorance? magnificence? Stupidity? All three? I’d love to be a fly on that wall when it happens. For now, let us go on to the final tale of the Spring Equinox, ice-dragon time.
Would it come? It was by no means certain. My intuition – via the dowsing rods – said maybe. I had left a trail (as I had done in Ireland three years ago) at Castlerigg, Derwent River and the Fraternal Yews.
I asked the rods whether the Dragon would come? They were non committal. Another clue to suggest that dowsing cannot predict the future. I wondered whether I could get a percentage chance of meeting. The answer was yes, so I asked…what percentage chance is there of me meeting the dragon? 10, 20, 30, 40, 50, 60, 70, 75. apparently 75% it was. Good enough for me.
Did I need to prepare in any way? No, all that was sorted. Time to act. I was certain that the meeting would occur inside the cave (as it had been in Ireland) and this was confirmed as the rods led me to another part of the cave (see last post on time travel).
Once I found the place I placed my back against the wall and let my mind empty. I felt my energy stir and knew my double was in there somewhere. Good to know since I had been told that the encounter would be impossible without it. As far as dragon encounters go. An Ice-Dragon encounter is harsh. It began with a headache coming on fast. Now I’ve never suffered from migraines (touch wood) but from descriptions, that’s what this felt like. It reminded me of the freezing cold of the day I first met with this dragon at the Druids Circle.
The ache made me lose focus a few times, but I managed to keep it together and then, after long moments (longer than usual) I sensed the dragon was here. The commune in exactness isn’t that important, the gist of it was this.
We have a bond, a bond that neither wanted but now must live with. Let’s make the most of it. You are tainted with Dragon Essence as I am tainted with Human smell. Those who know will recognise these and act either in favour or not. Should they not, and the need arises we will come to each others aid.
And that, it seems, was it. Commune over. Bugger off! An interesting thing though was that it seemed that I was communing through my energy self. Using it as a conduit if you like. That was more interesting than the commune, other than the notion of the Dragon Essence? What was that about? Was it like ‘smell’ but better?
I pondered this whilst asking whether I was done at the caves. The answer to that was a surprising no. I had one more unexpected encounter to go through.
Kal Malik – smelling of dragons
