Summer 2015 – P7 – The Light of Brighid

Summer 2015 – P7 – The Light of Brighid

In the last of my Summer Solstice posts (can you believe we’ve generated so much from one weekend?) we are taken on an escorted tour of a sacred site. We have left David at Fourknocks, but Regina has stayed with us to show us one more site: The Shrine of Brigid at Faughart. We arrived at the shrine site and parked alongside a bus and another car. Throughout the period we visited the car park would get busier, and the site more populous. Regina mentioned that most of the visitors were from the traveller community. The site was quite unusual – a mixture of ancient stones with healing properties and a clutter of modern …. stuff… that seemed to be aimed at… er, informing the visitor and guiding them on their sacred journey in praise of...

Tara: Caileach smashes the Spiral p8 Solstice 2015

Tara: Caileach smashes the Spiral p8 Solstice 2015

I knew it was going to be big right from the outset. It’s like seeing the tornado on the horizon and knowing it’s heading your way. You can run but you can’t hide was actually a thought that sprang to mind a few days ago. So here I was, having just been dealt a hand by the Goddess Caileach I wondered what this “big” thing was going to be. Although the Hill of Tara was well populated the church-yard was empty. Whether this was by design (of Caileach) or otherwise was unclear to me. Still it afforded me the chance to work in peace and solitude. I followed the rods to the road-side side of the church and they stopped by one of the walls. As is often the case, it was an innocuous place. Asking whether there was any preparation needed the...

Tara: Blessings, the Moon, Tarot and a Goddess p7 Solstice 2015

Tara: Blessings, the Moon, Tarot and a Goddess p7 Solstice 2015

Blessings at Tara The previous six posts will confirm that today had been an amazingly experiential day. So we arrived at Tara, where Chris and I both had appointments. Mine was with a Goddess named Caileach. A being that I had first encountered here at this very spot some years ago and who had since dogged my life. Most of the times in a good way and on a few occasions in a trickier way. I guess it’s her nature as far as I could understand her nature. As I walked up to the mounds I wondered where to go and what to do. An intuitive thought came to me immediately. Just be. Really? Sounds a bit boring, but having learned patience I took it on board and followed Chris across the hill as he began his work. After several minutes, I felt his energy shift and knew...

Aura sharing and a dream

Aura sharing and a dream

I wasn’t finished for this trip to the Ancient Yew. I had come with a question and had been given the guidance to be patient. Lovely! That is the order of the year isn’t it? After that, I hesitate to call it revelation, I was directed at flowering bush some feet away from the Yew. I went to it and listened to its wisdom It gave me the understanding that I should lie down some feet away on the grass. I did so, on my back and looked up at the sky. As I did I noticed that I was at the edge of the canopy of the Yew. Side note: Many years ago, Chris and I had played with auras and found that a tree had an aura often the size of its canopy and sometimes to the extremity of the roots below the ground. I felt that I was at the edge of the Yews aura when an...

The Question and an Ancient Yew

The Question and an Ancient Yew

Last week I visited the Wizards Wood in Alderley Edge and had a visitation by that amazing and beguiling goddess Caileach. She informed me that I should meet her at the Genesis of places, the Hill of Tara, with a Question. What that question is is a mystery. Perhaps THE most knowledgeable being that we have encountered in our travels is the Ancient Yew at Llangernyw. So I suggested a trip to visit that being and Chris accepted it. We arrived at the place at 9pm and the sky was still a beautiful blue. If nothing else, this sacred place is the most welcoming place we go to. It is always happy to see us and we feel so comfortable in its presence. This visit was no exception. Asking the rods whether I needed to prepare got an immediate No. However there was something...

The Yew of the Four Glyphs

The Yew of the Four Glyphs

On a delightfully warm and sunny Summer’s evening the intrepid duo ventured forth into the heartlands of Northern Wales in search of inspiration. Our destination was the ancient and venerable Yew tree of Llangernyw. The environs of Llangernyw were beginning to flourish with a beautiful display of wild flowers. We entered the graveyard, drinking in the sounds, smells and sights of Summer as though to store them in memory for the ‘leaner times’. As we began to follow the dowsing rods I noticed that Kal was following my footsteps exactly! He was chuckling to himself as he realised that his path to the perfect spot was exactly the same as mine. How amusing! At that moment a chorus of birdsong arose from the surrounding trees – a welcoming...