Chapter 3

So whatever next?? 
Well it didn’t take long!! 

Just after I got back from Wales to Robert and Tilley’s in Devon, Karleen came by to give me a kind of a healing. This was to be regarding some curses that had been placed on previous host individuals of my soul… Does that actually sound like a thing?? The idea is that as we have multiple lives but just one soul, those lives lived might have had curses laid upon them or have ghastly death scenarios or something that would affect that individual…and as we share a soul, that would inevitably harm me in this lifetime. I’ve also heard this might be true of parallel lifetimes/timelines. Quite frankly this is all a bit on the edge for me…In some ways I’m a signed up space cadet…in others…well you can do and say what you want, but if it’s not on my radar yet I prefer to leave it. In this instance though, with Karleen, I felt in safe hands and we started by looking at curses that were laid upon me. I engaged my inner visual and yes, right from the off I could see scenarios where I had been cursed. One situation especially touched me where as a young boy I had been cursed, for the sins of a priest, and of course the boy had been blamed for causing the situation. You can imagine how that all played out and my distress for the young boy brought on a great wave of grief. This is one reason if one was needed, for my utter discomfort inside any and all churches. The Christians of whichever persuasion have a lot to answer for. 

There was also a curse which had damned me to Hell and this was represented in my feet by a black angel. Actually I thought him splendidly camp in black outfit trimmed with red, with gothic wings and all the paraphernalia you’d expect, but perhaps he had a seriously dark side. In any event the situation was freed up by Karleen, though I’m afraid I cannot recall all the details.      

This healing and another carried out by J…, another Facebook contact who had offered to seek out all of my various loose souls around the planet… connected with my previous lifetimes, seems likely to have cleared up all the loose and damned souls issues I have, but you never know. It is though very interesting that since that first session I did, repairing my soul of this lifetime with the situation caused apparently by the other pregnant mother at the time of my birth, it’s happened that I have been offered, and accepted several healings of this soul kind….and that’s never happened before!! In fact nothing at all has ever happened remotely like this before….to me, though I’ve heard resonances of similar tales occurring to others. You’d think perhaps that I’m being prepared for something special that would take a complete and prepared soul to undertake. 

Alongside this….well Karleen alerted me to the fact that Myriddin/Merlin has turned up as a helper/teacher and guide for me, so now I have Chiron upon my left shoulder and Merlin upon my right. I feel fully equipped for whatever comes!!!…and I have Karleen and others to assist also. 
 
On my journey back to Oxford and a visit with my lovely friend Jane, I had to drop off a package near Chipping Norton and then decided, as it was close to my route in to Oxford, to see if my friend Richard was still working away in his workshop at Enstone. 

Rather sadly, I was told he’d died just two years ago and so I chatted with the chap who had taken over his workshop and he told me about a circle of reinstated standing stones, not far from Oxford at Stanton Harcourt, called The Devil’s Quoits. Intuition tickled me again and I determined to follow the hint. All this following the hint stuff reminds me of Carlos Castaneda and his relationship with Don Juan the Shaman….but I have to tell you, once you start on this path and you actually start to feel that sensation of suggestion, it’s senseless to deny it and not go with the flow. 

The standing stones were, as it turned out really quite splendidly arrayed in a large circle, but apparently most of them weren’t original but had been donated by a stone quarrying company. In fact the whole site, apart from a strip of land allowing access from the car park via a footpath, was entirely surrounded by recently dredged gravel lakes and great mounds of overgrown spoil. It was a very blustery grey day when I visited and the site looked a bit grim and only a few moments dowsing with my rods, stumbling round the circle, showed that actually there were no earth energy lines here at all. No wonder I’d never heard of it and it seemed rarely visited. 

However, I’d been tickled! I’m trusting ever more in the supposed coincidences and thought about what the meaning of my visit might be. 

I decided to ask if the lines were anywhere near…and yes, just a few hundred meters away apparently, on the inaccessible gravel company’s land and this meant that maybe I could invite them to move here.      

This reconstruction of the stone circle had been done in around 1989 or so by the Oxford Archaeological Society along with the financial assistance of various donors and they’d done a really good job. All the stones were in good order in their circle, perhaps just as they might have been 4800 years ago which is the age I dowsed the creation of the circle at, and clearly the earthwork rings of ditches and mounds had been redefined and looked well finished….I’m supposing that this was the actual site though and not a complete re-siting of the stones, so this was a good place for the lines to come back to, and intuition tells me they had only drifted away as the stones had been removed and broken up, perhaps being used in the construction of the airfield that had been here during the second world war. 

I did my usual invocation for assistance from all the available friends in spirit and invited the lines back to where I really thought they did belong. Instantly they dowsed as having arrived. They crossed at an energetic centre, slightly west from the circle centre, and all appeared to be well…except it wasn’t. I dowsed through the reasons why there might be an issue and it was of course that the underground water here was very prevalent, being gravel, but was not in great condition having been affected doubtless by the gravel workings etc. So, after that was cleared I walked around to see if anything had changed in terms of vortexes and discovered, that like Cadbury Castle and the small Myriddin hill fort, there was a ring of vortexes running around outside of the stones but just inside the ditch. Then I found there was another ring of vortexes outside the ditch and then another outside the encircling mound! This was absolutely wonderful….and then I recalled very recently hearing of something called a flower of life which apparently sometimes turns up in the energetic centre of the circle, where the lines cross. And yes, there it was. Around 3meters across and dowsing as 45 meters high. I know nothing else about this phenomenon, but imagine it to be a very positive energetic benefit to the circle and to the region. 

I was pretty amazed by all of this. I did a bit more basic investigation of the lines and tracked them around the stones a bit, and dowsed the few original stones and got their siting date, but it was cold and even more blustery. It was a job well done by the spirit friends and very satisfying for me to have been a part of this transformation. The archaeologists had indeed done some good work here, but obviously had no clue about the real reason the stones were here, which in my view is all about the magnification of the energy of the lines at a crossing point, within a specific area, to be used for the benefit of the locality and it’s inhabitants, presumably. And how might this be done? Intention. Clearly intention plays a huge part in this. Just as my intention had instigated the movement of the lines and the sudden appearance of so many vortexes, likewise I’m convinced our ancestors knew also how to use the lines….but sadly other folk, with dark intent can also do this as well….for their own benefit and I’m convinced that they are still at it. As I said before, I’m thinking this is where my true work lies…the dissolving in one way or another of this dark energy and the release of all these soul prisoners. So much work to do!!! 

I’m wondering if I should tell the archaeologists what I have been up to….? Would they, could they, hear what I have to say?? 

At Cadbury Castle, not the Quoits, but with the same equipment. 
Part of the Devil’s Quoits circle. 

A later conversation with Karleen has encouraged me to revisit the site at Stanton Harcourt as she has said, and I suspect it to be true, that actually some of the meaning of these stone circles was not just to track the stars as an observatory, but to actually draw down the energy of a particular star system for a particular purpose, acting perhaps like an aerial or satellite dish, either for an individual or a group of folk. I dowsed the situation there and it holds a resonance of Chiron, which whilst being a planet and a mythological creature, also holds the energy of healer…and many, many healers/shaman/wizards and folk like that, including Job I think, all had their dark night of the soul, where by one method or another they were caused to be significantly tried, usually by a major illness….and that’s me all over. It’s pointless to think otherwise. This last year I have been beset by illness upon illness upon illness and I’m still staggering around in great discomfort. Despite all of this though I remain buoyant, definitely bright and perky and immensely grateful for all that has been gifted to me in this work. I absolutely love it!! 

And then another surprise…!! A visit to my friend Caroline who lives near Groombridge in beautiful Kent. She lives in a cottage on the estate that once was a healing centre…a very ancient manor house, flanked on one side by a relatively modern building that was actually used as ward space for the invalids and a large chapel on the other. There are lovely planted grounds and acres of lawn and it is a very tranquil place….just at that time of onset of autumn, the fabulous Acer trees were in full, rich colour…. 

I made two visits within a few days and upon my second visit we brought out the dowsing rods to investigate a feeling that Caroline had and I concurred with, that there was definitely some energy going on somewhere in the area. Very quickly the rods took us down the hill to a flat area of rough grass, bounded round by trees with a beautiful open view to one side and a look back up the hill to the agglomeration of ancient and modern buildings a few hundred meters away. 

Of course, here was another star of earth energy lines meeting directly in front of the old manor house, with the steps leading from it’s terrace down to a huge flat lawn with a stone slabbed cross laid flat in the middle and then a descent of lawn down to where we stood in the energetic centre of the circle. All was in good order here and there were strong vortexes all around in a circle and a flower of life structure in the middle. I strongly suspect that this was set up originally as a centre of power for the original inhabitants of the manor, but later enjoyed by the many patients that came for healing…whether they knew of it or not. The afternoon encouraged me in my plans to create a healing place back on my Belgian land and having watched me dowsing out this beautiful layout of lines and vortexes, Caroline was fascinated and showed signs of wanting to do similar work herself. 

Soon after this I found myself visiting the circle near Oxford again. 

Interestingly, my first visit had been on the very strong full moon of October and this time I, apparently by chance, was visiting on the new moon of November. I spoke at some length with Karleen about my visit and how I should approach it and her advice was withheld until she had established that my intention was clear and for the natural order…rather than any perceived Idea I had of how things might go, or that wittingly or unwittingly I was influenced by the intention of others and their programme of intention and this perception was reflected in my change of intention in Wales at Jacqui’s farm where I arrived at the point of acknowledging my not knowing the best placing of the lines and inviting them to arrange themselves for their own best situation. 

We were really talking about the possibility though of my receiving a download of …information?? From a planetary source that might have something to do with Chiron, or at least Chironic energy. Healing energy.    

So, Freddy the dowsing dog and I arrived and I checked out the lines and found them exactly as I had left them. Two lines crossing in the energetic centre. I took it for granted that the vortexes were in similar state and by dowsing the energies everything seemed in good state. 

At times like this I’m sure many folk would draw a blank about how to address the situation and how to do anything at all. After all I was seemingly tasked with communicating with a planetary system or similar and drawing that energy down to earth…through me….? 

I knew not the words to say or the way to go about this, but whatever intention I held, it was very much…”I have no clue, so if you want something to happen, you guys sort it out”…and I held this for as long as I could…obviously invoking assistance from all the Angelic energies and all the assistance from friends, helpers, Chiron and the Magi Myriddin. Obviously nothing seemed to happen and all I could do was to stand there looking heavenwards trusting that this was enough. 

A few minutes later I got out the dowsing rods again and discovered six separate earth energy lines now meeting at the point where I stood and this was swiftly followed by a seventh. The flower of life energy structure had increased in diameter from around eight meters to fourteen meters and the flower of life structure had increased in height from 45 meters to 71 meters…..and the entire circle within the stones dowsed as being stuffed full of brand new vortexes…. I have no real idea if this was caused by the intention I brought or an intention of others unknown to me, at least in the life form I now inhabit. One could say it was incredible. I feel though that this was just right. I have no idea how all this is achieved. I have no idea why I might have been chosen to do this… I have no idea what the effect of this change might be on the region or on the planet, just that what happened here was just right. A stone circle, presumably set up in the right place 4800 years ago, re-established physically only a few years ago, and brought to full operational use on an incredibly strong new moon period in one of the most astrologically strong eras ever known to mankind. Seems about right to me!! 

And it wasnt over yet!! That same afternoon I was to stay at Wildways in Shropshire for a Celtic Tantra workshop and I recalled seeing on my last visit a stone circle there. I took Fred along for his walk of course and there was the circle, installed by the owners of the land only 20 or so years ago, having only one single lonely earth energy line running through it. It was set in a small meadow, bounded by beautiful autumn gilded trees and had a very chilly aspect, being deep in a valley. After our visit I was very heartened to know that now there were at least six lines meeting there and I would bet there’s a seventh joined them. The two sheep that ordinarily lived in this damp quiet place were alarmed by Fred’s presence but I wonder how they will get along with the new energy that will course through their secluded forest home. 

Later during the course our group leader Marta lost her bronze singing bowl and I understood it to be a very particular loss to her as it was always present at her many, many workshops and I determined to see if I could find it for her. I set off with the rods in very clear fashion but was hampered by the grasses of the field and the slope, so used my stick to help with the rough going. I had a strong indication that it might be found at the bottom of the slope by an ash tree, where the evening before we had started the opening ceremony so tottered gently down the slope expecting any instant to see it nestled in the grass…but when I arrived on the flat ground there the rods swung off in a different direction, which was slightly confusing, though on occasion they have done this if I need to follow them via an accessible route. We came to a kissing gate in the farthest corner of the field and here they indicated very strongly that the bowl should be very close by, in the hedgerow beside the gate. Well I hunted high and low, beside the gate, in the next field, in the ditch right next to the gate and even climbed over the fence a couple of times..and climbing anything in my frail state is something I very rarely do. But nothing. 

I was very disappointed. I asked questions about whether it had been removed by persons unknown…or known. Nothing clear, all was mysterious. I had to return somewhat with my tail between my legs, later learning that she had found the bowl, just where it had been left the evening before, in the grass at the top of the same field, very close by where I had passed on my way down, almost certainly at the point where I had stopped using the rods to use my stick whilst negotiating the slope and the grass. This was a very strong lesson for me and I scolded myself for days afterwards for having been so inattentive and actually a bit slap dash. I had assumed that the bowl was beside the Ash tree and missed it’s actual location as I was looking there, thinking my intuition would once again come good…but I’d missed it due to using my stick to help with the terrain. There was a little embarrassment of course, but that was as nothing compared to the realisation of my own ineptness. That hurt!! No excuses. 

During this period though, generally the dowsing and associated work has been brilliant. It’s almost as if a moment not doing dowsing is a moment wasted. I love doing it. On the other hand I’ve been struggling with a very earth bound situation involving my family and this has been very difficult. I won’t go in to details, but it got so bad at times that I must admit my first thoughts after yet another difficult exchange of emails or meeting was to throw a couple of curses out and see how they would like that!! I’m happy to say, though that although that kind of response is very tempting, my previous experience of flinging an annoyed curse at someone who really did take the piss was possibly spectacularly successful, but probably completely out of my control. 

It was many years ago and I was selling my barge Nord Vis. I visualised many times an exchange of money and many firm handshakes and lo, that’s what happened…except that right at the end of the exchange, literally as I was due to leave the country the bastard informed me that he just wasnt going to pay me the last thousand he owed. I was furious as I had left in the deal all kinds of things that actually added value to his purchase.  

I settled with him at £500 off….but laid my curse…. 

A few months later on Christmas eve he called me up as I sat in my caravan in the Pyrenees. “Who was the inspector who looked the ship over?” A very terse bark down the line…trying to find someone to blame… his ship had burst in to flames last night and he’d lost practically everything. 

I suppose I feel somewhat justified. He’d behaved like a shit. But I realised I had no control over this powerful act I had created. What if his kids had been on board?  

I vowed then and there never to do that again. He got his just deserts but I could perhaps be living the rest of my life with a terrible guilt.   

Equally, in my current life of working directly with Angelic energies…how could I possibly stand with them, request assistance of them and whatever may come if I have used what actually could be considered black or certainly dark magic?? 

No way. I’m already struggling to feel equal to what I’m being drawn to do.  

Somewhat related to this is a question that I’ve been pondering ever since this work started. My first experience of moving an earth energy line, back in Lessines, had introduced me to the very real experience of working with spirit beings. I recall it felt like I was working with an army of souls, pushing the line over to where it would be safe and clear from the Porphyr mine. I determined then that it really wasnt me. This was the working of spirit, or angels or later the working of Chiron and then later the working of Myriddin. Best to keep your head down in humility, even if sometimes what I appear to have done is just amazing, but I kept insisting this isn’t me doing anything. Quite a few people do say…”O you must be streaming this or it’s pouring down through you”…I held firmly to the view this was angelic or spirit or whomever…but it just wasn’t me. I was at most the instigator. The link between heaven and earth. I believed that if I thought this was me creating and doing and changing and releasing, there’s a strong chance I’d get right fond of myself and discover all sorts of amazing qualities about myself that would lead me completely astray. 

Just a day or so ago though, as I was walking with Fred through the last gasp of autumn colour in the local fabulous woodland, I was revisiting this situation and there really is a place where one could genuinely say “This IS me!!” Everything is energy they say. If this is so, where are the edges? Do I have edges? Where is the point that I stop? Where does everything else begin? Where are the lines that separate me from spirit…or the Angels?…Or anything? If I fully understood myself, would I actually be omnipotent or enlightened? Probably. 

However, until such time as I become certain, best to be led rather than attempt to rush round and do stuff off my own bat…and actually just writing this out shows up how ludicrous it would be to imagine omnipotence happening to me….Honestly? I’m not even faintly interested, fortunately. 

But I have invited the Angels to sort out my family situation in an entirely equitable fashion. I’m not interested in winning, just for that which is right to happen….and although I do have a clue to what would be right and I have strived to achieve that…it’s amazing how all the solutions that I offer keep getting knocked back and the blame keeps getting heaped upon me. It’s becoming almost funny the number of times a reasonable and equitable good solution arises and is offered and I get blamed for bullying!!…or lying or some nefarious deed. There’s a magic in this. Teaching me probably. 

Very soon I’m returning to Belgium. I’m feeling somewhat ambivalent about being back there as nearly all my friends are here and it’ll be another winter on the ship with few visitors. But there’s a thing! Ever since my soul was put back together I just haven’t felt all that awful loneliness that used to plague me constantly. I do really feel complete. It’s been a very gentle shift. Hardly noticeable…but definite. 

Also, with others I have done work on, I’m slowly starting to get back some positive reports of better health situations. I’m seeing many situations of children or mothers that have clearly, during the birthing, been attached to by some sort of negative entity. If caught early they are really very easy to move on and invite that they be dissolved in the light. I’m also seeing though, many folk who have had an entity that has been with them for all of their lives and these will be stubborn to shift.