The Resonance of Cailleach

Honestly, our adventures surprise us on a daily basis.

From one synchronicity and strange occurrence do we wander. Seemingly aimless and yet specifically guided.

We had spent considerable time looking for the Church of St Michael prior to our time at Arthur’s Well without success and then literally a few minutes after leaving that place we drive right past the church. Of course! It is a coincidence.

Alighting, we wandered into the grounds of the church. It was meant to be! As per usual, we separated out and followed our rods. I was led to a flat table like gravestone with the sun falling upon it. I looked out across the graves towards the sun and pondered being here.

I was about to ask whether this place forded some knowledge from me or indeed whether I could do something for the place when that mistress of mischief dazzled me with her appearance. Dazzled is the wrong word to use. She Froze me is more accurate. As perhaps I have mentioned before. I cannot look directly into her eyes. It freezes me. A most unusual state I have to confess. Here again, she appeared right before me and I found my gaze on her eye. Another thing to note is that when I do get locked into these states it is always looking into one of her eyes.

She energetically nudged me and I broke out of my freeze. It has been a while since we have had a sit down and I have to say that I missed her. Much like a moth misses a flame. Her ever-present smile was more sweetly than on other occasions. Or so I thought.

Note: Encounters such as these are often more about you than it (whatever it is).

“You were tasked with learning patience and you have failed…miserably”

Normally I would have objected to this with several well used excuses. However to a being described as a Goddess such excuses don’t have any weight. Which stopped me short and left me waiting for her next words.

“Now I am going to have to intervene”

What did that mean? I asked and she responded.

“I will resonate with you”

Okay…I thought, that doesn’t sound like something I want happening. Being naturally averse to energetic interaction with other beings particularly if they say words such as “resonate with you”. I mean, what the heck does that mean anyway?

Is it safe? I asked and had to laugh at my own question. Like she would tell me the truth or that it was safe. We looked at each other (or rather I looked at her sideways).

Do you ever wonder about what choices you really have? What do you decide and what is decided for you and what choices are not really choices at all? This was one of them, I fancy. It seemed that there was no choice at all.

I nodded to her and she said one word…

“Prepare”

Ah…now this is a familiar task. I grabbed my rods and asked them to take me to a place of preparation. As I followed the rods they seemed to be leading me to a grave that had a bed of quartz crystals on it. Perhaps I needed some of them I thought. Then right at the last moment they shifted direction a grave next to the one with the crystals. I looked at the name on the stone. Henry Jones. For a few minutes it didn’t mean anything to me until my focus settled on the tune that I was whistling…

It was the tune to a movie, Indiana Jones. The connection hit me. Indiana Jones’s name in the film was Henry Jones. A coincidence of course! I was about to let the place align me (prepare) when I felt that that wasn’t the point. I had to collect some crystals from this grace. The one next to it had thousands of crystals, in this one I had to search to find them.

The rods said that six were needed and I eventually found that number and brought them back to the flat grave stone. Intuitively, I placed them in a pentagram, and was reminded of the third-eye opening experience in Ireland a few years ago. Would such an experience occur today? That one had led to a trip to Greece and the Temple of the Oracle at Delphi. With great curiosity I let my senses quieted and intuition flood in.

Bam! With a surprising and unexpected suddenness the Goddess (who for the moment had vanished) let out a shrill note. What was more surprising was that I recognised it as the call to my Energy Double. With equal suddenness I was engulfed by that now familiar feeling of wholeness. My energy double had possessed me again.

What I still find odd is that it is at the times of merging and de-merging that I feel its presence. When it is absent or inside for a while that knowledge of its presence becomes unconscious.

Here we were again. Together. One. And it seems at the behest of that arch manipulator Caileach. I looked (sideways) at her and she floated closer.

Are you ready?

 It wasn’t a question because she stepped into my aura. I swooned. Or at least that’s the descriptor I want to use. I swooned in such a manner that I was transported to a cliff that looked upon a western shore. I know it’s a western shore because the Sun is setting on the ocean horizon.

I’ve been here before. Sometimes I wonder whether this is the place of my final dance? A tale for another post. I didn’t know why I had been transported here and in fact mere moments later I was back where my physical body was and Cailleach was still within my aura. That enigmatic look on her visage.

It is done.

and of course…she was gone.

Kal