After my session at the chiropractors, I went to Kneaded cafe, as usual, to meet Nadia and have a hot chocolate. When I got to the first floor, where the flame is anchored, I had full body chills and I felt my energy rising which was not my normal reaction to energy. I sat down – tuning into the flame I had anchored there previously – to see what was going on. The flame was still there, having stabilised between yellow and magenta, but nothing significant was happening that could have made me react so strongly to the energy. Then I heard clairaudiently, ‘We require your assistance.’ Aha! I sent my consciousness to the origin of the WE who were communicating, and asked where they needed it. My attention was drawn to the cloisters of the Cathedral.

When Nadia and I were ready, we pottered over to the cloisters on the south side of the cathedral. I could feel the energy, and thought initially it was in the centre of the green, where they have the Christmas market, but we went to the little garden of the dean to make sure. The energy seemed to be everywhere and it was difficult to define its centre. It was also very cold and Nadia was really feeling it.

There was nothing in the garden, but I became aware of the energy of a man behind me. He was dressed in what seemed to be an old fashioned black cape, like the ones worn during the Tudor period. Yet, he came across as both a religious person and also somehow, political, as though he was person of some importance. He made me feel the direction leading back to the grassy area so we followed his instructions.

We stood with our backs to the cloister pillars, just at the edge of the newly seeded open area, and I saw a column of energy descend into the centre. We were told to walk clockwise around the area and to open up a yellow line around it which happened as we walked, like a trail of yellow. The line was about a foot wide and glowing a golden-yellow light. When we reached the other side of the green, at the midway point, we began to experience the familiar energies of opening. These feel like tingles on different parts of the head and a feeling not unlike mild anxiety or excitement. We both experienced the same sensations. Having completed the circuit, I was told to do two more circuits and this time to walk the pink and the blue lines. The pink one was the first line, and, again, at the opposite side of the green, we began to feel the same energies we had felt on the first round. But at the side where the south door was, at the three o’ Clock position – if you think of it like a clock-face – it suddenly felt like we had descended five steps into another layer.

The weird thing was it literally felt as though we had walked five steps which led downwards. We could see them clearly, made of stone, and old, like going down into a cellar. On this older level we once again reached our start point and began the blue line walk. It appeared that the yellow band of energy was separate to the blue and pink, so that as we were walking around we kept the pink and blue line in our minds, understanding that they worked together on the same level, but deeper than the yellow.

Once we had completed the three rounds and had returned to the starting position, I saw a large gold chalice appear in the column of light, the same way the chalice appeared in the Memory tree a few weeks ago. Yet, I was aware that this area was more masculine, and this anchoring was to balance the feminine flames in the cathedral, holding it all in balance. Outdoors, this energy was masculine, and indoors, it was feminine.

That seemed to complete this work so we pottered around the Deanery to see if the bookshop was open. It wasn’t, but I began to feel a pull towards another patch of grass close to the Pilgrim’s School. We walked to the centre of that, and I put an etheric gold pin into the ground between my feet. These pins look like very big thumbtacks and they appear in the mind’s eyes when something needs to be anchored. We do not have control over this but it is the energy’s way of telling us that something needs to be anchored. I saw a line being held by this pin but had no idea where it was going to or coming form. I had not been aware of taking a line anywhere. So we left the pin in the ground and went over to the gorgeous tree growing against a brick wall.

It was a Southern Magnolia, as it turned out, like the one at the other side of the cathedral where the gorgeous garden is and the pond with the bust of Osiris. The branches of this tree hung over the ground and its leaves were large and deep green. We ducked to get under the canopy and as soon as we passed some kind of threshold, the energy came up through our feet like an electrical charge. It was coming from the roots. I have not experienced this before. We made our way over to the tree trunks and we each leaned against one of the five large trunks that seemed to grow from the one place. I was told to connect a triangle between my heart, Nadia’s heart and then to the heart of the tree so that we were all three connected, heart-wise.

The tree began to communicate with us about its leaves which it was using as an analogy, speaking of it as though they were equivalent to our idea of money. It spoke about how it did not worry when some of its leaves fell to the ground, or died, because it knew there were plenty more. The tree itself produced the leaves so it knew it could replace the dead ones that now lay on the floor beneath the canopy. The tree held complete trust in nature and its own ability to grow new leaves. It no sense of fear, no worry about never being able to produce any more leaves. It knew that leaves would die, but more would always grow. It was such a lovely learning and I was aware of feeling that same sense of trust. Letting go of fear and trusting that we could always grow more leaves. The tree told Nadia to take one of its leaves as an energetic connection to the tree and its belief in abundance and trust.

Afterwards, we walked towards town but as we approached the high street, I became aware of a solar line coming from St Giles’s Hill and running up the high street all the way to the top, through the West Gate. This is the first time I have seen a solar line like this running up the high street, just beneath the ground, running from east to West. When we reached it, I attached an energetic carabiner to it, which connected another gold line from the pin close to the Magnolia tree. So that’s what that was for! I have used these energetic carabiners before, but not for quite a few years. The last time I remember using one was when we were connecting Itchen banjo to St. Catherine’s Hill and other places. It simply connects one line to another. And just like a carabiner attaches to a rope or cable, it allows the connecting line to move up and down the main line. I’m not sure why, but that’s just what appears.

Again, I thought all the work was finished, so we wandered over to the Brooks centre where I was parked. As we approached, I saw a gold flame on the level of the kid’s play area on one of the floors which is on our current level. On the basement floor, which was so much older, historically, we anchored a blue flame, immediately beneath the yellow flame two stories up.

When we are anchoring flames, we are anchoring on older sacred places. They are not randomly placed. In our time frame, or dimension, we see physical buildings, shops, parks, supermarkets, etc. but when we are doing this work we are acting on other timelines, other ‘spaces’. We learn to trust the past and its layers. This Winter/Spring has been a different energy-working altogether. Things we have done in the past came back to be done again, tools we once used, re-emerged. It’s been an intense time.