My guides gave me this message a couple of weeks ago (16th January 25):
“We recommend starting with hope, hope for the future; hope for humanity; hope for the living. We see all, and we see how humanity is holding a torch for peace. But the torch is small. When enough of you add your flame of peace to the flame of hope then, and only then, will peace prevail.”
Until I channelled the blue flame meditation this morning, (10 feb 25) I did not realise they were speaking literally, in an energetic sense of course. To help us to remain energetically steady in the face of so much distortion and destruction in the world, they have given me a meditation to use during times of fear. Especially when we find it difficult to separate ourselves from the traumas of world events. At these times it is important that we remain focused on the Soul, remembering that everything that is happening has been chosen by each incarnated soul, on all sides, for their growth and development. However, because, once we are born into this world, we forget that we are only inhabiting our physical bodies, we get caught up in the world dramas, feeling the fear and pain of all involved. To help us remain focused on the higher awareness of our reality, where we can do something that helps the world, my guides gave me this meditation. This does not mean that we blissfully trip off into a meadow of sunny daisies, but it does give us the frequency of peace and hope so that we can transmit that awareness and energy into the world around us. It also helps us to focus on what we can do to help. As I was channelling the meditation it soon became clear that their earlier words meant something in particular.
They have given a meditation that blends both the flame of peace with the flame of hope.
This flame belongs to a trio of flames, each one of a different frequency. The three flames are the Blue, the pink and the yellow. In Winchester cathedral, we have over the years, anchored the triple flame on an energy point, as well as portions of those flames in the smaller chapels. The portions are anchored as individual portions of the triple flame, depending on the purpose of the chapel. (We only learn that once we have anchored the flame). The same thing applied when we were working in Egypt. One large flame was anchored in the main temple, and smaller flames were anchored in the smaller chapels, depending on which chapel needed it.
Recently, here in the UK, the flames have taken on a Divine Feminine Goddess archetype energy, which tells us the function of the flame. For instance, in the lady chapel of the cathedral, we anchored a gold flame of Demeter. In St. Lawrence’s Church, which stands on the site of the original church of William the conqueror’s palace, we anchored a flame which holds the frequency of Mary, the Cosmic Mother, in the Christian tradition.
The main triple-flame lies between the Lady Chapel and the St. Swithin’s monument and holds the energy of Divine Love, Divine Peace and Divine Joy. Its masculine energies, because balance is required, are love, power and wisdom. The frequency of the these flames changes depending on what energy is needed.
For this meditation, it is the energy of both Peace, with a smidgen of Hope, that we are attuning to.
Below, I am sharing some of the images you will need for the visualisations in the meditation. Have a look first so you can see what everything is supposed to look like. There will be variations, naturally, based on your own soul images, but this will give you an idea of what you need to create, energetically. Try to feel them, as well, because these energies are very tangible and it is a great way of gaining more sensitivity to them.
You can watch the video meditation or you can listen to the audio by itself.
Or you can listen to the audio on its own or download it for later use. It is a useful one to do on a regular basis especially as events in the world heat up and peace within is needed.
This year’s Winter Solstice Activation is at Avebury Stone circle, in Wiltshire. (Activation meditation at the bottom of the page). This year we had to go to Avebury (a couple of days before the Solstice) and activate energies which could then be accessed by those who work with the consciousness of Gaia/Mother earth. This in itself was interesting because it felt as though the space and time which the circle occupies holds many different thoughtforms. Just as in a university which occupies a certain space in physicality, yet one in which you can study any number of subjects and modules within those subjects and at any level.
Although I have been going to Avebury for a couple of decades – it was my first experience of a stone circle in the UK back in the early nineties – I had not been in many years. But a visit from a friend and fellow Gaia Method healer from California brought me there again. (I am currently writing that up). This brought certain things to my awareness and so I was ‘instructed’ to visit again. This time Chris and I went.
As often happens, on the drive there, the guardian of the site was already communicating with us, attaching to our ‘centre’ and keeping us focused on what needed to be done first. He bid us welcome and then told me to buy eight crystal points in Elements, the lovely crystal shop in the circle. When we got to the village, we had a cuppa, and then went to buy the crystals. They did not have basic crystal points but they did have something even better: some beautiful apophyllite pyramids. These were going to be used to anchor an etheric pyramid in half of the circle, the half that contains the two smaller circles.
We began at the large stone near the barn and followed where the white lines of the crystal directed us. Beneath each of the anchoring stones we placed one crystal pyramid, to anchor the corner energetically. When we got to the Large Portal stones, we had to plant two crystals, one at each stone. This left an energetic entrance into the crystalline pyramid we were anchoring.
Once this was achieved we then had to walk through the portal and as we did, Chris was receiving the information, until we got to the smaller circles. Everything about this pyramid was Egyptian. We entered three phases of initiation, symbolised by three different spaces we had to move through. This was very much a personal initiation of moving through phases of our own journey. For each person it will be a different journey.
As we moved through these spaces in the pyramid we were also making an essence. Each Being, in each space, added their energy to the essence. The first Being was Anubis. Of the three spaces we moved through, within this etheric pyramid, my only part to play was to communicate with the woman in the inner circle. The goddess Hathor. She added her energy and light to the essence too.
By now, we had used seven of the eight crystals so I thought I had misheard when the Guardian told me to get eight. But, I reasoned, it meant I had one to take home. So, once we were finished here, we decided to go for a potter and explored the lovely church and The Henge shop, which we knew we had to visit. Browsing through the many oracle packs there, I decided to pull a card from one of them. The card was: The Sanctuary. The message was clear. We had to stop off at the Sanctuary too, to finish the work we thought was finished. That explained why I still had one crystal left.
The Sanctuary is Overton Hill in the picture.
On the way home, we stopped at the Sanctuary and stood in the centre. We had to honour the four directions first, where the four lines of energy entered the circle, and then we anchored the rose energy in the middle and held the serpent energy that came from the Henge, placing the last crystal in the centre to anchor it. There, we each received a gift from the guardian: a large, nearly naked man wearing a headdress of antler horns. This type of guardian speaks of old neolithic/early bronze age beliefs. Malia and I had been given more information about the three instruments of the Sidhe in Micheldever woods from the same antler- headdressed man there too. The guardian of the main Avebury circle was a druidic-type priest of great age, but here in the sanctuary, the guardian was more connected to shamanic knowledge.
Once I got home, I mapped out the lines. What I find interesting is that we created a pyramid on the ground – minus it’s capstone. It was the great pyramid of Giza, itself a place of initiation, amongst other things. When we are simply following our guidance we don’t know what the shape will look like from the air, as our ancestors did not know either. But they laid out these places knowing what they were doing, and following the energies as they sensed them.
This is not the first time we have anchored Egyptian energy in Britain and Ireland, but it really makes me wonder if there truly was communication between the two great cultures in the past. No reason why not. There is certainly mythology to support it. But, a few days previously, applying my usual Aura Soma essences, I was given information about the pyramid in Giza. But they were showing me the topmost part being removed, as though it was a separate part to the main pyramid. They showed me how at that topmost point, there was a raised black line, as though someone had put it around the top. I saw the top part then being removed. Then ‘they’ reminded me that they had told me before to go to Avebury and anchor the pyramid within the circle.
So that is what we did. I have created a crystal grid activation for this Winter Solstice based on the work we did at the circle, within the pyramid, which you can access here. May it bring you abundance and joy in the coming year. 🩷
Music in the activation is by Deya Dova and you can access more of her wonderful music and channelled ancestral music here. This particular music was created at Orkney.
I received this in the first year of living in Luxor, Egypt. (6th June 2012). I was living in the large village of Qurna, on the west bank of the Nile. (The other side is Luxor). It was a tumultuous period and there were times I thought I could not bear it any longer. It was an alien world to me, and I was living in a way I had never experienced before, with people I did not understand, and who did not understand me. On any level. Yet, I was aware that I had karmic ties there; a rebalancing that was necessary. Much of the difficulty stemmed from this awareness. The ‘past’ energies were very present and yet the ‘present’ was completely different, and yet not different at all. Times had not changed in all the centuries, but with the advent of electricity, mobile phones, televisions, tourists and concrete and brick buildings, everything was growing in a different direction. Yet, from another perspective, it was the perfect place to heal, and I learned to see the beauty and potential there.
But it did take time…
I was also aware that Egypt was to experience a renewal. It was to become the garden of Eden again although this would take many years. The number of healers and earthworkers installing the new codes in Egypt, and resurrecting the old ones – the ones that need to be resurrected – are doing this work. That was why I was there. My job was to clear away the old and then anchor new templates, preparing the grid for the ruby energies of the Mother to flow into,- when the time was right. This would bring love, and the balance of the divine masculine and the Divine feminine, just as it had been in the past.
It was very hard work. My guides, however, were constantly reassuring me, giving me information to help me understand what on earth I was doing there, literally. The information I received (below) is also for those healers who are doing, and have done, the work of realigning and anchoring. Change takes years and sometimes those changes are not what we would like them to be. But, as I was constantly reminded: ‘All is in Divine Order’.
This is what my guides told me:
“You entered this world with one intention: that of anchoring the consciousness of the Divine Feminine in harmony with the Ray of Service. This would ensure that those of you born under the sign of Divine Potential would bring both Light, and Solace, to the masses, each in your own individual way. To do this you sacrificed your own personal needs, and desires, to support the energies that would change the nature of reality itself. You gave up ‘Love’ in favour of soulful service; you gave up ‘wealth’ in favour of thriving and surviving; and you gave up ‘hope’ in favour of possibility. These sacrifices have not been in vain.
“You see all around you, in everything you do, the note of Service and Potential, and in every way, you do your best to meet the requirements of the situations in which you find yourselves. This is no easy task, we know, but we assure you that this service is needed and desired by all those alive on this planet, at this time, even if they are unaware of it.
“So keep up the good work and know that the Keys to Heaven, through the Star Gates, have enabled thousands to access their Divine Selves. You who are born in service, have opened these gates so all who are ready can step through and experience a completely new ‘Living’ potential, one which has not been achieved so far. And it is you, the Ones who sacrifice their own needs to serve the Whole, who will look back and feel the Joy of the connection which all those souls now experience for the first time. A connection you have enjoyed for many centuries.
“So be glad to carry the flame into Humanity’s future and be glad also that you were part of this huge awakening, never before experienced by Humanity in its journey of evolution. Put all else behind you now and know that the seeds are planted and a new life is about to be lived by all.”
Another message I received in 2012:
“An open wound lies at the heart of Egypt. A wound festering with rot and putrefaction. This wound was caused by the dark thoughts and deeds of those in the past who desired power at all costs. They wished for nothing more than the ultimate control of an entire region. This desire for control has cost the lives of many people and continues to do so for this wound rots more and more each day, cutting off the life-force of those who live here. Without this life-force nothing can survive for long, which is why you see a dying nation before your eyes. It will not be long before the country will fall into the wrong hands. The hands of those who would be only too happy to take the reins of power and control the people once again. Mercy is on their lips but the fire of hate is in their hearts.
“This is why it is imperative that you continue your sojourn in the lands of Khemit and that you continue to learn the old ways, paving the way for the new to enter and for the life-force to be slowly reignited in the hearts of the people, for they will lose their power yet again. They will be left wanting. The only solution here is in the reinstatement of the Divine Mother energies into their hearts. It is the only way that life can be assured. The rivers are running dry now and soon will be dried up river beds so the water needs to be made to flow in the veins of the earth once more.
“We bequeath to you now the ability to bring the Water’s of Life to the shores of evil. It will be like a mighty ocean wave that slowly builds, nearly unnoticed, until one day it will become a mighty, unstoppable wave of power and life, bringing succour and hope to the people. We bequeath to you also the desire to create a fountain of life where all can enjoy the benefits of this energy, a place where love and joy, intermingled with life and creation can be experienced, bringing a new wave of light to the world of the East. A wave of love so profound that to experience it will change their lives forever.
“Let this be so now and do our bidding as we guide you. For you will have to walk in the dark places to get this gift and to plant the seeds, just as you have been doing. And one day, these gifts will be shared with all those who desire to plant these seeds in the other dark places of the world.
“Let this be your task now. Feel it and see it and let it guide your footsteps, for it is a long journey but one which ultimately will mean safety and love for an entire region.
“We leave you now to peruse our words. Go in peace sister.
The masters of Light.”
28 June 2012
“Vestiges remain of what was once fertile ground in this valley. Vestiges, which, when once more discovered, can bring fertility to the entire region of Upper Egypt, as it was in days of old.
“It only remains to be seen how this will be accomplished.
“During your days of isolation ponder this: in times gone by there were many such fertile crescents, and there in lies a clue as to their whereabouts! These crescents were designed by us to be areas of distinct human experience. Areas which fostered much growth and awareness within the inhabitants who resided therein. These areas now lie in fallow places and to look on them none would know that once these places were places of immense beauty and life. Places where people’s lives were touched by the Divine in their every making moment; places where the forces of creation resided, side by side, with the inhabitants; places that reflected beauty and shone a light out into the world; places where equality was the norm and segregation unheard of.
“There is one such place known to you as Solomon the Wise’s temple. This place straddled two great empires and within these empires the place you know as Baghdad was once a fertile crescent of such beauty as to be unimagined in your current time. This temple was a creation of immense magnitude, a creation unbounded by walls and pillars but created of love and wisdom shining a light into the whole of the area you now know as Saudi Arabia and Israel. Once these two great lands were ‘sisters’, joined in a bond of love and creation, places where none knew drought or starvation, for the goddess and her light shone brightly there.
“Only when the forces of light became overshadowed by the forces of the dark did this region begin to struggle and life became a daunting task indeed. It became a place of death, and not of life, for that is what occurs when the Mother no longer holds sway in her land. Between the two lands now lies a barrier. A barrier which must be removed and the ancient past once again renewed. Only in this action can the love of the Mother regain her rightful place in this world.
“Now that you are here, you can see which way the land lies, and which direction you must take in order to restore the ancient one to her throne. For she needs the aid of human helpers and devotees to reinstall the sacred codes of life and love and creation.
“Try this: it will aid you in your far memories of this place in times of old.
“Dig deep into the annals of history bound within the stone walls of Nineveh’s’ tombs. You will know this place once you have found it. Buried within its walls lies a mystery and the keys to the mysteries need to be inserted before the secrets can be revealed. You have been given the keys so now all it takes is for you to travel to this place with your loved one and remind the walls of what they were designed to do. With the keys you hold you will release the sacred codes which will allow you to reveal the mysteries. (still haven’t done this and have no idea how! But when the time is right…)
“As is usual we will provide you with the means to this work so all will be well, never fear. For now go about your work and we will begin the downloads which will allow you to ‘remember’ the sacred rites of release. This will happen over a period of time, so relax, and go with any changes you feel and all will be well. Live well in this world and do not fear that you are not on the right track for this land is a dark one and sorely needs the light of the Mother to break its bonds and release her back into the world once more. The Masters of Time.
“Let us intervene here. Tonight, as you are beginning to go into sleep remind yourself of what it is you hope to achieve here. Remind yourself that you are a vessel, holding light of the Divine Mother, so that all who come into contact with her will prosper and thrive. Remember too, to hold your light steady in the midst of the darkness for only in doing so can you hope to remain here. Remember your sacred oath to help this land when its need was great. You will need all your strength to hold yourself steady for the time is fast approaching when the forces of dark threaten those of the light in this area. Remind yourself daily that none can touch you or harm you and all will be well in your world.
“Do not fear oblivion, but walk tall and straight, and allow none to diminish your light. For you are the light here, the eternal, everlasting light of the Mother. When you return to England’s’ shores, return with the light of the Divine in your hands, and anchor it strongly there beneath your feet. It will help you as you build your light center, and the means to sustain yourselves through the dark storms of humanity’s trial. For it will be a trial, and there will be many who will come to your door seeking nourishment. Give it freely and when the light once again returns to Egypt there will many who will remember your kindnesses and will repay you well. Live in the light now and fill yourself with it daily. Never fear, Love is here.”
I spent ten years in Egypt doing energywork and am now back in the UK doing the same. Building the Light-center. But the center is an ancient place, not a modern center as we think of it. It was always a center of light, built by the ancients and maintained as a place of balance of wisdom. When I received this channelling, I did not understand what they meant. Now, it is clearer. Many things are clearer now. I had forgotten many of these words my guides gave me in Egypt, and there are many more. At the time they did not make much sense, but twelve years on, they are beginning to.
The day after visiting Barton Stacey church, I drove along to Bullington. However, the church there was closed so I couldn’t get in to do what I was sure needed to be done. I thought I had gotten it wrong. Perhaps this little church, part of an old farming community and built by the lord of the manor for his family’s private worship back in the 1300s, was not part of the Magdalene network. So, I took some photos and drove to my father’s house, which was a five-minute drive away, and then forgot all about it.
The following day, I drove my father to Sutton Scotney to see his doctor but as I drove I saw the road as if it was a blue serpent, winding its way through the countryside, and I was following it. I wondered how far we were from the river Dever and googled it at the surgery. As it turned out, Bullington church was only a short distance away from the river which meandered, serpent-like behind it.
Later that evening, the local parish magazine was delivered to the house and as I flicked through it, I noticed that the church would be open for matins the following Sunday morning. OK, I would have to attend a service, but that was alright. Perhaps that would be important; maybe the other people’s energy might contribute to whatever was being anchored.
The Twelve Apostle Trees.
Once again, on the Sunday drive through Sparsholt, I felt the energy of the MF in St. Stephen’s church while I was driving through Crab Wood. I filled up with this energy and as I came near St Catherine’s, in Littleton, I sent out what looked like a gold fishing line from my tan Tien that connected to the work I had done there. As I drove on to Bullington, I brought both these energies with me.
It was a lovely sunny day and I got to the church with five minutes to spare. I was surprised that I wasn’t feeling nervous going into a place I was unfamiliar with and meeting people I didn’t know, especially a group of people who were already established in their community relationships. As an unknown, I would stick out like a sore thumb, which is not a position I feel comfortable in. Normally, I am quite self-conscious and situations like this can trigger feelings of anxiety. However, I didn’t feel remotely fazed. I said hello to the ten people there, took my seat, and the woman next to me, who was the churchwarden, gave me the prayer book open to the right page.
The churchgoers were warm and inviting and the church felt very cosy. I didn’t know what to expect, or what to do, but followed what everyone else was doing. When it came to the readings, I tuned in and anchored the energies. The main energy was the anchoring of the Magdalene Flame which was placed on the altar. The magenta tube then descended over it, as it did in the other churches. When these both were fully in place, rose petals gently descended, each one representing the love of the Mother. Once again, the palm tree appeared and the flame was anchored through the use of the Was-sceptre. The same as in Chandler’s Ford.
Was-Sceptre Anchoring.
This entire anchoring was carried out while the service was going on; each part happening with small time gaps in between. This is a layering of energies, which takes place over a physical period of time, in a sequence.
After the petals had begun to fall there was a short pause and I saw my Ka-self (that Higher-Self part of me that does this work) standing at the altar again, placing the chalice of wafers I had received from MM at Barton Stacey, on the altar cloth, within the magenta tube of energy. A little while later, a chalice of wine was raised, in the tube, to be blessed by the Mother, her rose petals filling the chalice to combine with the wine. In the past, bread was charged over vortices in the earth, now they could be charged through the Magenta Mother channel, her love connection between ‘heaven and earth’. The bread, once charged in this way, would be shared with the congregation during communion, as would the rose-petal, love-filled wine.
Bullington Church
The bread and wine I had received at Barton Stacey church had been for Bullington church. So when MM had said ‘This is my church’, was she talking about Bullington, or all the churches connected with her energy, a community of holy places? I’m still not sure.
The service went on and I thought that the work was finished, but the right side of my face began to feel hot, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw a Brigit Flame burning in the aisle, opposite the entrance. This flame felt very different to the higher vibrational MF at the altar. It was much more physical than that, another frequency entirely. I focussed my attention on this flame to see what was needed. Slowly, as I kept it in my vision, it grew to about six feet high. A gold band was then placed around the top of the flame, as had happened in Crawley Church, but this band was the regular gold band, holding the energy at a particular frequency. As I watched, I saw the band being adjusted, and then it transformed into a large, spoked wagon wheel, with a hub in the centre of the flame. The wheel expanded until it spread out, connecting to other places.
I have worked with energetic wagon wheels before, especially while anchoring energy in Egypt. It seems to connect different communities, or people together, the spokes representing the places to be connected. I had a feeling that these spokes were people, people who had a common cause, or belief, and who were held by this flame energy. This became clearer at the end of the service.
Aspergillums
Next, I saw a priest bless the flame with holy water, casting little drops of it with an aspergillum (great word!), much the same as in Crawley church where the flame was blessed with incense. Although why one flame was sanctified with fire and the other with water, I have no idea. In Roman sacrificial rites, a laurel twig was used to sprinkle holy water but this was later replaced by the aspergillum. An aspergillum is used in Roman Catholic and Anglican ceremonies, including Baptism and during Easter. A priest will use the aspergillum to bless the candles, during candlemas, and the palms during Palm Sunday Mass. The name derives from the Latin verb aspergere ‘to sprinkle’. The Easter season was just about to start, so perhaps this was why the flame was being blessed. Palm Sunday was only around the corner. It would also explain the palm tree in both Chandlers Ford and here. The ceremonies carried out over Easter might have something to do with it.
At the end of the service, I stood and chatted with four of the congregation: The minister and his wife, the church-warden and another man. The rest had left. We stood around the flame, although they didn’t know it. It felt like they were the spokes of the wagon wheel because they do the rounds of all the churches I had been working on. There are not enough people in each village now for weekly services. I was particularly happy with the Minister (or Rev, or something). A lovely, connected man with a strong spiritual core, he had given a talk about mysticism, and Julian of Norwich, which struck me as very interesting, and he considered himself to be a mystic. He also explained an experience I had had during the service. We were going through the book of prayers they use and at one point I felt the energy of an Egyptian temple. The congregation then began to recite the Catholic creed. These were Anglicans; why were they reciting a Catholic prayer? This completely confused me but it also explained why I was picking up Egyptian energies. Catholic rituals go right back to Egyptian temple worship. But why was this happening in an Anglican church?
As it turned out, they are an Anglican-Catholic group, which seems to be a thing now. But it also makes sense to me, because the roots of Catholicism are in Egypt. But it was very interesting to be picking up these energies during the service and to see how Egyptian energies are still such a part of modern worship, and how that root is getting stronger again. Hopefully, though, it would not become the controlling dogma the Romans created.
Pink circles are MF and Orange circles are BF
When I was writing this up, I was reminded of the Bull image I had briefly seen in St Catherine’s Church in Littleton. They were saying ‘Bull-ington’, but I didn’t understand it at the time. It felt like I had come full circle, from the anchoring at Chandler’s Ford to Bullington. The above image shows the flames and their connections. Only one of those churches, St Mary the Lesser in Chilbolton, had an energy attached, but didn’t seem to be a major part of the circuit; the same as Crawly Church didn’t feel connected to the main circuit.
St Mary the Lesser would be the last church to be done in February, which I will post next time.
I’ve been working with small churches for the past two weeks, connecting them with the Spring Brigit flame and the Magdalene flame energy.
Catholic Church of St Edward the Confessor.
The first work was in the Church of St. Edward the Confessor, a small Catholic place near what used to be Otterbourne Manor (the place still exists but is diminished in size). I had been driving one of my daughters to work in Chandler’s Ford for a couple of weeks and had passed the church on my way there. On my first drive, I noticed a Brigit flame in the building and wondered about it, but did nothing. I thought it meant there was already one there. Later, driving to my father’s, via Sparsholt, I passed the little church of St Stephen and saw a magenta flame there. Again, I thought it meant there was already one there, so I ignored it, wondering instead who might have planted it.
On the way back from another Chandler’s Ford journey, a full bladder forced me to stop in the church of St. Edward the Confessor to wait until the traffic subsided and to find a toilet. Inside, the church is quite modern, having been built in the early twentieth century. As I approached the table altar, behind which is a striking stained-glass window, I saw, with my inner eye, hands place a large, wide shallow bowl on the altar. It reminded me of the fire bowls they use outside in Egypt, to keep warm in winter. In the bowl was a small orange flame and I had the impulse to blow energy which ignited it so that it rose to the ceiling.
Stained Glass Window.
I next saw the Was-sceptre symbol anchor the flame into the lava layer below the earth’s crust. The upper part of the symbol went into the sky and there was a date palm behind the altar to which it connected. In the ancient Middle East, the Date palm was seen as the tree of the Goddess, the dates her fruit, the only food in an otherwise arid desert. I have worked with palm trees while living in Egypt and anchored many energetic palm trees, especially where people live at subsistence level. The feeling then was that the people would always be fed from the fruits of the Goddess. They would not starve but would have what they needed. (The palm tree, in ancient Assyrian religion represented the connection between heaven and earth and was sacred to the Goddess Ishtar. The Goddess, in her many guises, is often depicted as residing in a tree, giving her ‘fruits’ freely).
The Palm means Life. Pure and simple. Especially in dry times.
While I was in Luxor, I read a theory that the Was-sceptre represented a giraffe. The bottom of the symbol represents the cloven hoofs of the giraffe, which are quite dainty, while the hook at the top, represents the head. The ‘foot’ of the sceptre touched the earth, while the ‘head’ could reach up to the heights and get the fruits from the tall palms. It was a medium between the food of the Goddess and earth. The symbol, in mythology, is associated with the god Set, who is the god of the hot, dry desert, an arid place where there are few resources. It is a staff of power, wielded by the priests. It symbolises the power to bring the Food of Heaven to earth and only those who could act as mediums between divinity and humanity could use it.
Other theories abound around the meaning of the symbol, of course, but in the course of my work, the Was-sceptre is always used to anchor flames deep beneath the earth’s mantle, and to anchor the flame to a higher level of the earth’s energy field. The sceptre itself is a strong ‘holding’, a rod of power, a connector. It keeps the energies stable, and in place, because the flame is an active energy.
So why was an Irish Goddess flame of Brigit being anchored by the use of Egyptian symbols in a small Catholic church in Chandler’s Ford? As I tuned in, I tried to sense what it might mean. What came back was something about the origins of Christianity being from the Middle East. Jesus was born there, after all. There was something about reconnecting the energies of this church to its origins, reconnecting it to its roots in Jerusalem. There was something about the original, unsullied beliefs around the goddess being brought back to common consciousness. That the Divine Feminine was once an equal partner to the Divine Masculine, each one valued for its gifts.
This was a small community church, albeit well used, and the hub of the Catholic community, yet it was the start of a series of connections between other, smaller, churches, all of Saxon origin and mainly Church of England. I was raised a Catholic, and attended a convent until I was ten years old, going to mass every Sunday, which I hated. But out of choice, I also went to the evening devotions. This I loved. There was a sense of ancientness here, between the incense filling the church and the hymns reminding me of ‘Faith of our fathers’, my favourite hymn. All those dungeons, fires and swords! back then, I felt very connected to an energy that seemed far removed from the God we were being taught about in school and at Sunday mass.
When we relocated from the country to Dublin, I was educated in a private, protestant school and lost that religious connection but I loved the school, nonetheless. It was child-centred, as opposed to God-centred. Now, between the two educations, I had a fairly good idea of the difference between them and how it made me feel.
Years later, living in the UK and at an Initiation workshop in Glastonbury, myself and another attendee decided that, rather than go to the Goddess rituals that everyone else was attending, we would go to the local Catholic church where they were having a healing service. This was a new experience for me and a reminder of an older one. As I watched the Catholic ritual of communion and wine, in my eyes, the priests were enacting an ancient Egyptian ritual. The roots of these rituals came from the temples of Egypt. The woman who had come with me had seen the same thing, which was amazing to me. Even more interesting was that I could see the effect that the ritual was having on the wine, but also saw that it had no effect on the bread. And yet, at that time, only the priest drank the wine. Now, of course, it is different and everyone gets both. However, the bread is still nothing but bread, but the wine is charged with energy.
But that experiment taught me that the Catholic ritual was a very ancient, energetic process, with a deeper connection to a ‘Mother’. Yet it was the Spring Flame of Brigit being anchored here, in Chandler’s Ford, Brigit herself being a Goddess who became a Catholic saint. She wasn’t destroyed by the religion but rather incorporated into it. She is also a goddess of light and fertility, the returning sun after a dark winter.
I thought I was finished here, so went to look for a loo. When I came back, I was ‘instructed’ to do more so I stood in front of the altar again. This time, a magenta channel of the Magdalene descended with a small magenta flame inside. It reached to the floor and high into the sky, a veritable pillar of fire. Again, I felt the impulse to blow and when I did the magenta flame expanded until it filled the channel. I was given a portion of this flame to transport somewhere else. I already guessed that it was for St Stephen’s church in Sparsholt.
On my way out, I found the holy water font and blessed myself with it. On impulse, before I left my house that morning, I had applied holy water I had gotten from Arundel cathedral last year. This is another ritual that we have forgotten the original purpose of: the application of holy water in an equal-armed cross as you enter a sacred space. This entering ritual was to open the energy-field for the ensuing ceremony. The energies generated by the Mass fed you, energetically. After the ritual Mass, on leaving the building, you then applied holy water again, this time to seal the energy-field so that all the energies you absorbed would be retained, much like sealing the energy-field with the raku symbol after passing a Reiki attunement. Originally, the Mass was an attunement, but not in the way we pass attunements today. In the original Usui Reiki system, Mikao Usui ‘attuned’ his students every time they met. He shared the energy with them by sharing his own Reiki-field. They sat in that energy for the duration of the meeting, their fields open and receptive. In the original Catholic Mass, this was the way it was done too. The energy of the ritual was shared and absorbed. It was a ‘communion’, a sharing; an attunement. However, after the Synod of Whitby, that all began to change, Celtic Christianity, with all its blend of Christian and Celtic beliefs, was replaced by Roman rites and rituals… and control.
Having written this, but not yet posted it, I was with my father when the local village magazine came. Inside was a list of ceremonies for Lent, one being an ‘Ashing Communion’. This is where they put ash on your forehead, again in an equal-armed cross. (That cross signifies equilibrium). I wondered what the ash meant. The palm used in Palm Sunday is burnt and applied to the forehead. In Roman times, penitents wore ashes and sackcloth to repent for their sins. Now, everyone is a sinner, by all accounts. BUT it was the palm, and again, we come back to the pagan origins of Christianity, which feel far more real to me. The palm, sacred to the Goddess, is still being used in Christian religions, which has to be a good thing.
I’ve put the link at the bottom of this page so if you want to visit the church and partake of the energies there, feel free.
The white dragon comes in many ways and works in many creative ways. The white dragons I am speaking about here are creative muses, guiding our creativity.
When the first white dragon appeared to me it looked like the Luck Dragon from The Never-Ending Story, not the traditional idea of a white dragon. It was long-bodied and loving, smiling and wingless. But the image of this dragon, as the Luck Dragon, told me what it meant: it was a creator energy from the realms of imagination and brings inspiration and the joy of creativity.
The white dragons are an upper-dimensional energy, inspiring us to be creative, and bringing into our third dimensional world the creations which exist in higher dimensions of creation. These creations can come in through art, through writing, through music. Anything that effects other human beings and brings them energy through these mediums.
Before I moved to Sahl Hasheesh, by the Red Sea in Egypt, they began to appear out of the sea, giving me gifts while I stood on the sand. They had evolved from the Luck dragon image to white dragons with large wings. The traditional dragon. Or maybe it was me who had evolved… Either way, at that time, I connected with a book editor, a piano teacher and an art teacher. All who lived there too. The things I had wanted to develop for a long time were now accessible. I was inspired to write and make art everyday and I was the most creative I have ever been in my life. It was joyful, productive and fed me like nothing ever had. Everything creative that I wanted to do manifested there.
The coral seas around Sahl Hasheesh and Hurghada were a Womb of Creation with a gorgeous feminine energy that guided me daily. That is what the Divine feminine presence called it: The Womb of Creation. Once I had come back into a measure of balance, after a very tumultuous period living in Luxor, the dragon showed up there. Before she came, I healed my soul and my body by the sea, connecting to the peace, and healing, the Divine Feminine offered there. Then, when I was ready, it was time for my creative development.
My dragon guide, the White, was strong and because the Dragons are part of our own consciousness, she knew exactly what I needed. The dragons appear to be separate to us; we see them that way. But they are extensions of our own energy consciousness as it exists in the dragon dimension. When they appear, you know you are on a journey of creativity, where your creative dreams can take root.
There are places all over the world where your white dragon might guide you. When you are ready to release your active, creative self, your white dragon will appear. The creations that are yours to create, to bring into the world, come with them. They bring them to you, opening your mind to receive their words, their colours, their notes. The White Dragon, when it appears to you, is your Spiritual/Soul artistic guide, there to teach you how to create Divinely inspired works that help and inspire others.
All the dragon energies are connected to the Energy of the Earth consciousness; they are a way to bring into physical form, the energies which will trigger and teach others on the earth plane. Especially when that teaching is related to healing within the realms of Earth. Bringing their Dragon awareness to the minds of Humanity is their task.
Healing art, healing words, healing music, all are the domain of the White Dragon. She/he calls you to create. To bring inspiration and higher energies to the world, to fill that world with higher frequency creations which help to raise the consciousness of others. So allow her inspirations to guide your hand and heart.
So, if you find yourself anchoring, or having spiritual journeys with the White Dragons, you will know why. They ask you to hone your skills and make yourself the best you can be with your art, so that others can benefit from your Divine Dragon Inspiration. Bring their world into our world so that we learn to be co-creators with them. You are a dragon-human partnership.
These energies are very real, and tangible if you are sensitive to energy. They are not empty symbols, but powerful, creative, elemental energies.
There are certain energies you can work with when connecting energetically with the sea. In my experience, the colder waters of the north are Neptunian, and can be wild and stormy. By contrast, tropical waters tend to be more feminine in nature.
During my time living in Hurghada, I had the opportunity of working with the energies of the Red Sea. I did this from the land, never having learned to dive, but I spent many hours beside the water watching the colourful life beneath the surface. One of the first things I did when we reached Sahl Hashseesh, a newly developed, and ever-growing resort, was to stand in the warm water at the beach connected to our flats. Almost immediately, I felt the healing energies of the Red Sea envelop me and I knew that here, I could begin to heal after the six tumultuous years living in Luxor.
Watch until the end for a little surprise.
Apart from the wonderful sea life and the amazing ospreys I made the connection to the Goddess of the Bay. For the year we spent here, until we moved into Hurghada proper, she taught me how to work with her fertile and creative energies. I also received energies from her to pass on to others. These energies gave access to the Womb of Creation. Which is how she termed the creative energies of the Red Sea. And it really did feel like a nurturing womb. It was a place to heal and to grow into my creative self.
The energies she gave me came as essences, but also as energetic symbols. These energies are given as tools to help you manage the emotional waters of life whilst still nurturing creativity.
The Stingray: The stingray is a solitary creature, gliding through the emotional/creative waters in search of inspiration. It is curious, trusting, but with a barb on its tail. With this energy in your field it gives you the ability to ‘spread yourelf thin’. Life sometimes happens in ways you ‘d rather it didn’t and when this happens you have to be able to continue your otherwordly adventures while still managing LIFE. There might be tasks to fulfill, arising perhaps from a sense of familial duty. But personal care is still required, your one work still needs to be done. The Stingray helps your energy manage these disparate tasks so that you can continue without becoming burned out.
The Conch Snail: As a symbol, this creature allows the creations of the Sea Mother to be channelled. Creative ideas move through this shell, emerging from the consciousness of the mother as creative/artisit ideas.
One of the places where I have carried out initiations has been in Hatshepsut’s Mortuary Temple at Deir el Bahri. Initiations seem to happen there naturally, perhaps because she was a server of the Goddess and a Priestess working with Earth energies. All of the energywork I have done there over the years tells me how she worked and how powerful she was, not only in a physical sense but in an energetic one. Many people have worked with this temple but here I am explaining it through my own direct experience of working here over the years with the Gaia Method.
This is what I have learned about this temple over the years:
The three layers each represent different levels of human experience.
The bottom level represents physical fertility and power within the Earth plane, the Mother, earthly power as symbolised by the lions, which once flanked the bottom ramp. The carvings along the lower level show you the daily agricultural life in Luxor.
The top level represents the ‘Sky’ or Father, open to the upper dimensional energies,the Sun and water. This is very much like the temples of the S. America’s where both sun and water gods were honoured. Sun and water are what fertilises the plants, which feed us. In this upper court is a geometric field, which is contained by the element of ‘Water’, the Source of Divine Feminine nourishment and knowledge. This is the container of Hatshepsut’s knowledge and energy of the Energy grid in Luxor and beyond. At the Midwinter solstice, the light shines in through the Holy of Holies on this level, then it is channelled, via a serpent energy, down to the earth, bringing fertility and abundance. The carving of a serpent undulates down both sides of the long stairway, from this upper level to the ground level, ending with a Horus Bird, which is the human medium, the son/daughte, able to ‘fly’ between Sky and Earth. It reminds me of the pyramid of Quetzalcoatl in Chitzen Itza where, on the Spring Equinox, the sun creates shadows on the side of the pyramid, making it look like the serpent is undulating down its sides, bringing the Source of life with it to the Earth.
The middle layer represents humanity, living on the earth, beneath the sky and sun. It is the level with the greatest area in front of it, apart from the ground level. From this platform the energy of the Sun can be channelled into the land, showering it with blessings and abundance by the priests and priestesses. This is not simply a ritualised act, for the energies channelled are very real.
On one side of this middle level there is the Chapel of Hathor, the Goddess of feminine abundance. Hathor is often portrayed as a Cow goddess. She brings abundance to mankind through her milk. The cow has been seen as sacred in many cultures around the world because she gives of her body for the benefit of mankind. As a cow, she also represents the overall abundance of Mother earth which is freely given. The Energy of the Ruby is anchored in this chapel via a sacred flame. There is also a direct link from this site to the Obelisk in Karnak temple which radiates the energy out through the upper layers of the earth’s energy field.
On the opposite side of the temple is the chapel of the God of Anubis, guardian to the Underworld. This contains the Emerald energies and is the Masculine counterpart to the Feminine energies. For this reason Hatshepsut’s temple is the ideal place to experience initiation. The balance of male and female is held here in this layer as fertility is created through the combination of male and female energies. It can be no other way. Energies are held in balance both horizontally, through this level, and vertically, through the energy of the three levels of the temple.
Over the years I have joined Hatshepsut’s temple to Karnak, Luxor temple and Medinet Habu, in a landscape temple, which bridges the River Nile. All temples in Luxor were once energetically joined together and yearly the temple priests activated this connection by a sacred procession of the Opet festival. This ensured that fertility was maintained in the landscape and the people were fed.
Queen Hatshepsut.
The sun moves from the upper level of the Sun and Amun, God of Wind, to the lower ‘human’ level, and then through humanity, who, by their physical actions, create the fertility necessary for their survival. The energy is ‘stepped down’ from God/Goddess, to humanity and then to the land. All of the necessary ingredients for survival exist here: Sun, Water, Wind and Earth! A wonderful place indeed.
Next time you visit try tuning into these energies and see what energies Hatshepsut’s wonderful Temple gifts you with.
There are three paths for the Gaia Method Earthways. You can take the Therapeutic Path, where you learn the Gaia Method for healing as part of your therapeutic practice; or you can take the Path of Earth Energy-worker, focusing on earth-work in the Landscape; or you can take the path of the Initiate, in service to the Divine Feminine. Each path incorporates the other, so if you decide that you feel drawn to being an Earth-energy-worker, then that will also include the Therapeutic path, and the Initiatic Path also includes the Therapeutic and the Earth Energy Path.
The only path that is not consciously chosen is the Initiatic Path. This is the initiation into the Temple of Artemis. If your soul is an Initiate, then that will be made clear at the beginning of your attunement. Otherwise, you can choose the Path you feel more drawn to. Your own soul knows what it needs and will guide you in that direction.
You are self-directed in your training, in that you follow your own guidance. The Gaia Method Earthways paths are for people who are already confident in their ability to channel energy and do not need instruction. That saying, we are writing some books that will help you if you are working on the Earth energy path or working with nature.
30 April 2015. Luxor, Egypt.
Sitting at my computer I began to feel energy coming in. I brought down the white sphere with my arms, until it was completely around me, then raised my central pillar and opened the lotus in the top of my field. Raising my arms up again I brought a sphere of Solar energy, slowly down into my energy-field. Then I had to bring another energy up from the earth. It was a black lotus. Never had one of those before! It completely folded up around me, so that I was sitting in the centre of it, with its petals closed above my head. I felt like I was in a dark cocoon, protected, but alone. I was aware of a lunar crescent at my third eye, and then the sun energy that I had brought down began to shine out of my heart, and light up the inside of the lotus.
I sat there for about 15 minutes, with just the lunar light at my forehead and the solar light in my heart. I seemed to be just shining this light. I felt like a seed in a seed pod, waiting to emerge. There seemed to be nothing I could do but wait and hold these two lights, but I felt like I was waiting for something to pass, something difficult and all I had to do was wait and hold the light.
After what seemed like ages, the petals at the top opened slightly and I could see a patch of blue sky. Again this lasted for a few minutes so I knew, that although that it was clearing ‘out there’, I still had to wait.
A few minutes later the OM symbol appeared in the blue sky above the lotus petals and I knew then that it was safe to emerge.
The next image I saw, as though I was being given an image of the future, beyond this experience of waiting, was of myself in some other place. I was living on a farm, more in my Goddess-self than my human-self. I had my arms raised to the sun. Then I knelt down and ran my hands and fingers through the soil, loving the earth, feeling my connection to its fertility.
I saw myself walking up the trackway to the yard and I stood in the centre of it, and once again raised my arms to the sky. I became a tree, huge and green, with large fruits growing from my branches. Then people began to appear and they each plucked a fruit from the tree. They opened the fruit and it was full of seeds, like a pomegranate, rich and red and full of potential. Then each of these people took their fruit and walked out of the place in all directions, like they were walking on a giant spider-web, to all corners of the Globe. The tree reminded me of the Egyptian carvings of the Goddess in the Tree, feeding the people.
The last thing to appear was a giant Cobra, whose energy covered the entire place. She was its protector, protecting the Divine Feminine energy from all harm.
Then the energies faded.
Looks like we are going to go through quite a challenging time around here. Feels like mourning, and reminds me of when my sister died suddenly, ten years ago. I grieved, but I also knew where she was, and I knew that she was back ‘home’. So I was glad for her, but sad at the same time.. I realised that it is a person’s Soul energy that we miss when someone dies, their essence. Once they have left it is a reminder to us, on an unconscious level, that they have returned to their Soul home and we are still here! Weirdly, as a medium, I was still able to communicate with her, so I really did have to put my money where my mouth was. Did I believe in the immortality of the Soul or not? Yes, I did, and my sister helped me to really live that belief.
Now, it looks like I have to do the same again. Glad I am energetically prepared! But beyond that, is my dream, so it will be worth going through it, even if it is hard work getting there.
Well, it has been an energetic couple of weeks. Omar (Husband) had to go to Naqada last week to sort out his father’s pension. Naqada is a town, a half an hour’s drive away from us here on the West Bank. I don’t normally go but this time I felt an overwhelming urge, nay excitement, at the thought of accompanying them! I recognised the feeling. It is what I used to get when I lived in the UK and Ireland, when energy-work needed to be done. Omar’s brother had hired our neighbour’s service taxi, so we bundled an elderly father into the back seat and off we went, Omar, Amer, (brother) dad and myself, and the crazy driver!
It was so nice to get out into the green again. As we drove along I felt the energy of the fields and the Nile and I opened myself up to them. I felt open and energised and connected. I heard myself ‘calling’ elementals to come and join me in my work as we drove. It felt wonderful. I watched the small farms as we passed, mudbrick houses, buffalo and cows tethered beside the canals, women sitting outside their homes. Then, of course, the huge electricity pylons, stretching out through the fields, their long deadly tendrils filling the skies above us. The old life and the new.
I knew when we were closer to Naqada because I could feel the energy shifting. We drove through dusty main streets, no tarmac here, until we came to the Government building. We parked opposite, trying to leave room for other vehicles, donkey carts and toctocs, (3-wheelers). I stayed in the taxi while Omar went to do the business and while I sat there, I felt my energy move up into the sky. I could see a massive dark vortex, swirling blacks, and greys and whites, above the city. It was the collective beliefs of Naqada. It didn’t look so good! I ‘saw’ my hands pulling down a large golden cord, which I attached to the centre of my being, the Mother centre in my belly.
I felt a feminine energy descend into me as I sat still in the car, and when she was fully anchored in my energy-field, her dress, a grey-blue satin-like material, spread out wide. I saw large pins anchor the hem of the dress to the ground in a large circle. She moved up so that the fabric became taut and then it began to flow out around her. It began to move, like water, into the streets, filling up every nook and cranny of the city. Then she looked up at the great swirling cloud above her and she raised her arms up high and gathered the vortex in her hands, rolling all of those energies into a ball. I waited to see what she was going to do with the ball, until I saw her ingest it. As she swallowed it, it moved into her mother centre, in her belly. After a few moments, she raised her arms again and this time she brought with them the beautiful energies of growth, beauty and greenness; of life and the love of life. It felt wonderful, loving and clean. The complete opposite to how it is today, a dirty, dusty, rubbish-strewn environment. Naqada is a predominantly Christian city and quite poor. Out in the desert they found evidence of a people who had migrated from the deserts, during the Neolithic period, when the temperatures changed and their once fertile oases became barren sand dunes. These people spread out, even to where we live here, on the West Bank in Luxor. Right outside our home, and underneath parts of it, lie the 6,000 year old cemeteries of the Naqada peoples. They were a ‘Goddess-centered’ people and were the beginning of all the history here in this part of Egypt.
Driving back from Naqada we took the desert road, as the driver wanted to speed up a little. Not a reassuring thought as he is an abysmal driver! About 5 km outside of Qurna, Luxor, I brought down the energy of a huge white disc. It spread itself over the city of Luxor, east and west. In the centre of this disc a large column/tube was connected, like the hose on a fire hydrant, which stretched up into the sky. It was as if it was just being set up for energies to flood in at some point.
A couple of days later I was listening to music. I had done a few Gaia Method attunements with some lovely women from Ireland and in the UK, and my energies were nicely connected. Music always acts as the trigger for energy-work, and the work I do while listening to music is more like a dance, dancing the energy of nature. This dance was quite different to any I have ever experienced before. I found myself raising fire, which was huge and cleansing. Then I felt like the destructive Goddess, her energy moving fiercely around me, wild and free, like a massive thunderstorm. This went on for a few minutes, the energy whipping up the waters of the Nile so that they no longer knew in which direction they flowed, north or south. Then suddenly I felt the Goddess energy stop and she made everything quiet and soft again, like an orchestra playing a soft, soothing melody after a long crescendo.
It seemed to be such a huge energy, that I was a little afraid of what it might mean. It felt chaotic and wild yet I experienced the dancing of it as something necessary and life-changing. It didn’t matter to her, how much it effected anyone, so long as everything was re-balanced once again. That’s just nature’s way. But it is going to be very interesting around here when this does happen. I sure hope we’re prepared. I have been receiving a lot of guidance about stocking up for the winter, and the weather patterns changing, so things are going to get interesting. Thank god we planted a lot of wheat this year!!
‘I think that at the supper I neither receive flesh nor blood, but bread and wine; which bread when it is broken, and the wine when it is drunken, put me in remembrance how that for my sins the body of Christ was broken, and his blood shed on the cross. …I ground my faith upon God’s word, and not upon the church… The faith of the church must be tried by God’s word, and not God’s word by the church; neither yet my faith.’ Jane Grey to John Feckenham, 1554 (Nine days Queen of England before Elizabeth I)
There is another aspect to the Grail work that I will talk about here:
As you progress further with your work as a Planetary healer the archetypes of the ‘grail which holds the blood’ becomes less of a symbol and more of a reality, although it is not the ‘blood of Christ’ which you hold in the vessel but the ‘blood’ of your own sacrifice. Blood is your life force, it is what keeps you alive. When you are doing something in your life which means you have to sacrifice something precious it is like sacrificing your own blood. It is emotionally painful but necessary. It is also one of the hardest things to do. My first experience of this came when I was in Lyme Regis with Chris doing my 7th Gateway Initiation. It was an emotionally difficult time:
24 August 2005.
“While I was in Lyme Regis with Chris we stayed in Bridport. While I was trying to fathom everything that I was feeling I had a vision. Quetzalcoatl appeared in front of me and he was holding a carved stone bowl of water in his hands. He held the water out for me to take and drink, so I did. When the bowl was empty he remained there. I then saw myself cutting my left wrist and allowing the blood to poor into the stone bowl. When it was full the Quetzalcoatl priest turned and walked up the steps of the Serpent Pyramid at Chichen Itza and offered it up to the Sun. He told me that in order to partake of the Waters of Life I needed to sacrifice some of myself in return. This felt like the sacrificing of my own emotions in order to gain the gifts.”
I didn’t really understand what he meant, in hindsight, but I do now. Receiving these energies meant sacrifice on my part, sacrifice which would be experienced as challenging and painful and that has certainly proved to be the truth. Doing this work of bringing in the Gaia Method and doing the earth energy work has meant I have had to sacrifice much of what I wanted for my life. It also meant that I was sacrificing a ‘normal’ life. Although the gifts far outweigh the sacrifices they are nonetheless difficult!
There is a significant difference between the sacrifice of the wrist cut and the palm cut. The cutting of the wrists seems to be more of an emotional nature, like sacrificing your life for the greater work. This sacrifice is a gift to Humanity and signifies your readiness to work for the benefit of the whole. Cutting the palm of either hand is about the sacrificing of your resources, your give and take. It is a sacrifice you make yourself. If you have a vision about a heart sacrifice then that symbolic gesture is obvious. Your relationship needs, on all levels, are sacrificed for the greater good. A most painful experience indeed. These sacrifices are only ‘offered’ once you have reached a certain point in your own healing and can accept guidance from your guides and soul without allowing your own Will to get in the way. That is not to say that they are easy, they are not, but you understand at this point, the necessity of it, and are willing to let go of your own Will in order to achieve the necessary goals. This allowing is not a form of co-dependence, spiritual or otherwise, although at times you do question that, but you are consciously choosing this path and are fully aware of its implications. It is also not martyrdom, although at times you will question that too, especially if you are raised within a religious culture where martyrdom is seen as somehow desirable. There are fine lines between delusion and spiritual reality here! Recognising your own emotional and behavioural patterns is indispensable.
On another occasion, while doing energywork at the sea in Southsea, on MOD land, I had the following vision:
“I saw my left hand, but it was the hand of the Goddess Lakshmi and she was holding it out and up. In her palm was a golden lotus. A sword, like a scimitar, had its point in the centre of her palm and it rotated slightly into her flesh until drops of blood appeared. I thought this was a bit weird but I continued to watch. As the drops of blood came from her hand she allowed it to pour into the vortex, filling the area with her life-force. The entire area became red. Then I was Lakshmi, and I felt in my power as her, giving and yet powerful. I was aware of my/her energy filling this entire energy and bringing back the awareness of the Goddess into this male-dominated area of the land and sea. She was reclaiming her world and giving something back in return. I can’t help feeling that there is something about her own pain there as she has to be bled in order to give. ”
Now I understand what this was about. Lakshmi is the Goddess of Abundance and the scimitar is the Middle Eastern sword energy. It really was telling me about what I had to do here in Egypt. Coming here and helping financially has often felt like I was being ‘bled dry’ by the needs of the people around me. It has not been easy, especially as I have had to struggle so much myself in the process. It has been a sacrifice but it has allowed me to do a lot of energywork here, creating the network of energies which allows the Divine feminine to be anchored here again. The Goddess was sacrificing her own blood so she was choosing to do this for the good of the land and its people. At the time I received this vision I had no idea that I would be living here but it is certainly how things have worked out!
On another occasion, while receiving energy information about my husband, (19 may 2010):
“Last night I felt myself opening again. I raised my left hand high to bring something down and I saw both a flint dagger and a pink lotus being placed there. They seemed to be the same energy and initially I tried to separate them but I couldn’t so I had to let it be what it was. I then had to hold my right hand up and I brought the knife down and cut my right palm in a long cut. This felt a little freaky and I wasn’t sure if I hadn’t been reading too much of the Sookie Stackhouse books! Blood was flowing from my palm and then I saw Omar standing in front of me. He held the grail in his hands and I held my bleeding hand over it and allowed the cup to fill with my blood. When it stopped bleeding he brought the cup to his lips and drank it’s contents. He now had part of my essence in his body and was accepting my sacrifice.
Then I began to sprout branches from my body, like I was becoming a tree. Omar was still in front of me and I then said to him ‘Our fate is sealed, we are now One’. I was now standing beside him, on his right hand side and I had a long bow with arrows in my right hand. I was Artemis. He was now an Aztec warrior-priest and protector.”
Again this is exactly how things have worked out. I have sacrificed my own emotional needs for the past three years here and he has grown as a result. But this is the way it had to be if we were to work together as one unit.
The blood sacrifice is usually an emotional one as sometimes the necessity of working for Humanity means that your own needs are left behind. But in the process you heal deep-seated issues and complete challenges which have proved difficult in previous lives. So nothing is wasted.
As with all of this work your guides ALWAYS offer this to you. You do have a choice. You are never put in a position where you have to sacrifice anything. It is always your choice. If you choose not to accept the voluntary sacrifice then there is no judgement. As always these ‘gifts’ are offered in Love. Usually it is an ‘inner’ decision rather than a rational one as the soul recognises the symbolic energy but the rational mind may not, until much later.
Sometimes it is during an attunement that the Quetzalcoatl priest will appear. During a Reiki 2 attunement with a Gaia method healer the priest stood in front of her:
“Then, just when we though it was finished the priest was standing in front of her. He cut her wrists and then allowed the blood to pour into the bowl, with which he then walked up the pyramid, and offered it to the Gods”.
On another occasion, while doing another Reiki and Gaia Method attunement the priest appeared and asked the person if they wanted to accept their sacrificial path. She decided that she did not want to take this step. She was worried about having said no but another guide appeared and told her that there was no judgement and that everyone’s life, and path, was their own to choose.
Although, what I do find interesting is that so far, it is only women who are called upon to make this sacrifice! I haven’t had any experience of the sacrifice with the men who have received the attunements. Perhaps it is because women are embodying the Goddess and men have to learn to serve her once again. But maybe in the future that will change. I will have to wait and see.
It is easy though, to see how all of these sacrificial energies became misunderstood in the past, and where they all became physical sacrifices over time. They had the right idea but had lost their reverence for life and the understanding of the sacrifice.
There are some elements to this work which can feel physically strange, such as energy-tubes emerging from the lower Tan Tien, the centre behind your navel, and moving into vortices or rivers. To my mind’s eye, the tube looks like a fireman’s hose and its purpose is to either fill up the energy centre with fluid energy, so you can bring it someplace else. It’s a way of moving water-energy about, connecting rivers and lakes to each other.
When this happens, it will create a pulling sensation in the belly, and you will either see, or feel, an umbilical hose emerge fromt hat point and move into the water. It then sucks in water, like an elephant’s trunk, until that centre is full. The energy is then carried in the belly until it is ready to be deposited someplace else. It can often feel quite bloating, as you carry this energy in your body.
This umbilical hose has a consciousness all of its own and can activate at any time. Even while in a car, train or plane. As you pass a body of water, the fire-hose umbilical cord will emerge and move quickly into the water while you are passing. More often than not, if it happens while you are a passenger in a car, you might find yourself stuck in a traffic jam, and the hose will emerge, take up water while you sit waiting, and then be finished by the time the jam clears. I sometimes think obstacles were created just for that purpose! You never know with this work…
During the times this has happened with me, when I am full of water, I have no clue for where it is destined – until I get there. I just have to trust it. Sometimes, along with the water, small diamond energies also flow into my centre via the tube, which also stay in my centre until they are required elsewhere. And that ‘anywhere’ could literally be anywhere.
On one occassion, way back before I lived in Luxor, I had to deposit the water energy of the River Itchen, in Hampshire, into a place in Luxor. The river itchen is a river a few of us have been activating and bringing back to its energetic fertility for years. I had taken up this water and then had promptly forgotten about it. I had also done the same in Ireland, pulling in water, and in parts of the UK.
Chris and I were staying for three weeks in a flat but the swimming pool had not yet been built. Instead what was destined to be the pool, was a vegetable garden, becasue no peace of valuable land would go unworked and there was always time to grow onions, tomatoes, and rocket, etc. Our flat was on the third floor so we could see the Nile from there, and look down over this walled garden. This is my journal entry for that time:
“I was sitting on the balcony, having our usual million cups of tea, when I stood up and looked over the rail. I felt the familiar pulling sensation of my stomach wanting to connect to the ground. This had happened the first day we arrived here too. The swimming pool has still not been built and Jamal is growing vegetables in the space. I felt the pulling sensation in my navel and my umbilical unwound like a hose and moved down to connect with the ground. Then all the water I had accumulated from the rivers and wells in Ireland and England flowed through it and filled the space with a pool of water. Then it wound itself back up into my navel. Process complete. I wondered what was going to happen with all that water I had absorbed!”
Looks lovely, but it was stolen from us by the Egyptian owner.
As it turned out that was the exact spot where they eventually built the pool but we never got to enjoy it. But, because of that time in the flat, I met someone else I would work with in Luxor, which gave me the opportunity to heal many deep-seated traumas and do some amazing energy work there. I was transferring energy from the west to the east, a process which I, and others, are still doing.
On a later occasion, I was with my friend Eartha, another Gaia Method healer who I have done a lot of work with. She lives in Dorset, around Corfe Castle, one of my most favourite places in England. Dorset and its sacred places come under her guardianship. On that occassion, we were spending the weekend in her teepee and she took me to a place which she does energywork regularly: a beautiful ancient trackway beneath Nine Barrows Down. This is the journal entry for that time:
“…we wandered back but we continued down Eartha’s priestess path until we came to a sand pit. I was explaining to Eartha how we can access ancient energy here because the time layers are exposed, and we went to stand by the sandbank. While I was talking I felt the odd sensation of my umbilical cord moving out like a hose and moving deep into the earth to some ancient water source. My umbilical hose is now about 6 inches in diameter and is golden. It pulled up lots of liquid from deep in the earth and I had to stand there until it was complete. This entire area is ‘priestessy’ for Eartha, and it feels very ancient, more Atlantean really! She was having to pull energy into her field which looked like green and then gold like wings. When we were finished the gold hose came up and at the opening of it there was now a facetted ruby egg. When my umbilical coiled itself back the ruby stayed at the end and inserted itself into my centre. It feels like it needs to go somewhere else, to be planted like I planted the water in the Flat. “
(When I speak of Atlantis I am speaking of the time when the continents were joined in one larger landmass, millions of years ago. I am not speaking of the Atlantis of Plato.)
This umbilical cord also connects to other people when they need healing or replenishment and seems to activate from that other part of us that knows what it is doing. Often I feel like a witness to what happens, when I do energywork, but it is the accumulation of all of my soul training which is being used and me, as Ann, doesn’t often understand what the energy part of me is doing until much later; I just have to trust it. Other energy-work healers say the same thing!
On a visit to Cornwall with Chris in 2006, we found that many ancient settlement sites were also set up to fulfil the same function:
“Our next visit was Carn Euny, an Iron Age settlement site. It was a terrific place and the fougou was amazing. My first impression, before entering, was a layer of fear which had been added later. It might have been to keep people out, a little like a powerful magus using it for his own purpose rather than as its original intention.As I walked into the fougou itself I instantly saw a group of council elders/druids and it felt like a kiva. A place of power originally intended as a place of law and ritual, the hub or centre of the community.
Originally there was nothing ‘precious’ about the fougou, it was just seen for what is was, the navel of the community, and given its due respect. It was an accepted part of the community. People lived around it, got on with their lives around it. It was part of their everyday lives. The fougou entrance symbolised the umbilical cord, the source of nourishment for the community. They were well-fed and taken care of and had a good community spirit, like the Hopi Indians. From this place you can see the sea and it feels like a beautiful place, a perfect place to live.
I sat on stone slab and closed my eyes. An Arabic woman dressed in black appeared and in her arms she held a naked boy-child, sickly and thin. She placed the boy on the ground in front of me and stood back, silently asking me to heal her sick child. Initially I wasn’t sure what to do and then I saw my umbilical cord move down into the earth beneath me, feeding the settlement with the energy I’ve been carrying from Men an Tol since yesterday! I didn’t even know I’d been carrying it but they had said something about a download but I didn’t realise what they meant, until now! No wonder I felt so bloated.
Anyway, when this process of ‘feeding’ had finished my cord was retracted and I saw the energy of a tribal runner sending communication to other settlements, letting them know that the Mother’s energy has returned at last, the lines are flowing once again. There was great excitement and it felt really good.”
As it turned out, this was about my work in Egypt, which at that time, I did not know I would be doing. But all my work there was to open the lines of the Mother’s energy. But it was also an anchoring of the energy in carn Euny, which mirrored what I would do in Egypt.
Working with the ‘umbilical’ cord seems to be a natural part of Planetary Healing. Once, while at a workshop in Wales with Jhadten Jewell I was speaking to another healer and I was trying to explain to her what happens with the umbilical energies. She said that that was part of Vortex Healing. I had never heard of Vortex healing, but it would be interesting to see if it is the same thing.
Another way the umbilical cord can be experienced is while working with trees. You may find yourself suddenly feeling an emotional connection with a tree but this time, instead of you extending the umbilical cord, the tree will feed you through an umbilical cord. It feeds you with its sap or with the water that runs up through the trunk to the upper branches. The upper branches are where the consciousness of the tree resides and once you have been fed by a tree in this way, as though you have been given a tree infusion, you begin to identify other tree beings and start to process events and life as if you yourself were a tree. You start to recognise other sentient trees. The tree is like a mother-tree, feeding you as she feeds the young trees in her care.
Just as a baby in the womb is fed fluids through the umbilical cord from the mother’s blood, blood which nouishes the baby and helps it to grow, so too does the enrgetic umbilical cord pass energetically nourishing fluids through it. In this way, you become both the feeder and the fed.
For years now I have struggled with the state of humanity and I have queried the New Age and Ascension it is said that we are involved in. Much of it never made sense to me. Ascension, as we understand it in the New Age movement, is our movement into the 5th Dimension and as we ascend we experience certain symptoms, all of which feel menopausal to me! Its been a long time since I did any ascension work and even when I was undergoing Ascension initiations I was very sceptical of much of the beliefs, which, I might add, I was expected to believe in wholeheartedly!
Thinking back on my first experience of Ascension I remember borrowing a book on it from another student in a Tarot class I was in. Reading the book made me feel so exited, even though there was so much in there I just could not believe, such as no longer having a physical body when we ascend. It was the word Ascension that got me. After 20+ years of conscious development and healing I can see now that that word was my ‘trigger’ word, the word that would set me on my path to becoming aware.
I spent the first ten years working on my ascension. I worked on opening myself up to the highest energies possible, meditating every day and getting to know my deeper unconscious, healing intensively. It was a roller-coaster of emotions and many times it was nightmarish. But I continued learning, and developing my psychic abilities and learned to channel. I received initiations into a number of different healing modalities and used them all on myself…always healing.
One day, my guides told me that the following year I would have to go to do something important. I would recognise it when the ‘message’ came. A year later I received it. It was in one of the New Age magazines which I received regularly and was an advert about an Ascension workshop in Egypt the following June. As soon as I read the advert I knew that this was what they had told me about the previous year. Now I had never felt any connection to Egypt at all, but many of my meditation journeys involved training beneath the Sphinx, but I just thought that it was symbolic. I felt no heart connection to Egypt nor did I ever feel any desire to visit there. But it turned out to be the start of yet another journey in my life.
It was an amazing journey and I had some very powerful experiences, but when I returned to the UK and went back to work in the new Age bookshop I worked in, I found that every spiritual belief I had about anything New Agey disappeared. It was as though that vast space I had been trying to expand into for so many years suddenly shut! At the same time I began to do Life Between Life work and this was amazing. My connection to the world of our souls, and our reasons for being incarnated on the planet in the first place, changed my life and I began to follow a different direction. All of the illusions and delusions, which were useful learning tools at the time, fell away and I was able to see ‘truth’ more easily and deceptions were no longer tolerable…my own or anyone else’s. But I was also able to see from my soul’s perspective on things, which made my choices somewhat more challenging but I felt like I had more control…at least to a point!
I was still healing; that never stops, but it had become easier and I was no longer experiencing those bi-polar type highs and lows. Now my guides started to introduce new concepts and I was on my Earth Healing path. The Gaia Method started to ‘come in’ and I began exploring the consciousness of the planet. I also began working on healing the wounded male psyche. Previously I had been working on my wounded feminine self and all my counselling training had been around that, or so I thought. I had been working on my co-dependency and abuse issues for years but now my guides told me to forget everything I had learned up until now as the time had come for me to heal the wounded male,; as I had healed enough of my own wounded male and so was prepared for this new level of work. Really??? This has been a challenging aspect of the journey and I constantly question it, especially when my situation feels more like I am just being co-dependent, but one night I had a dream that I was reading a message in the personal ads in a newspaper. The advert was to me and it said ‘Under normal circumstances you would be doing every thing you could to get out of situations such as this but this time we want to go into it as much as you can’. I remember waking up and thinking ‘You must be joking’! But I understood what they meant.
So for nearly 10 years I have been doing that. My work with the Gaia Method has taught me so much but moving to Egypt, and experiencing a whole different reality, a reality of abuse, poverty and disempowerment. I began to question how we see ‘reality’ in the West, realising that it is an entirely different reality to the one which I was familiar with. Then I found myself constantly questioning why messengers keep coming to Earth if humanity doesn’t learn anything, or, if they do, why do they then twist the teachings to suit themselves and their own desire for power? Life in an Islamic country is like living on another planet! I began to see the world through very different eyes and I began to think about the fact that the three main Western ‘prophets/teachers had all emerged from the Middle East. And yet, even so, the place is a mess. People are more violent, more abusive, more crazy. I began to despair that Humanity would ever ‘get it’. And what was ascension all about anyway, as millions of people in this part of the world were no nearer ascension than the man in the moon!
Then a couple of weeks ago I received some channelling which magically stopped my despair! Two words in that channelling expressed everything; fledgling humanity. Humanity is still that young! ( I should really read more often the channelling I receive!)
The planet goes through these cycles periodically and during times of greater energy messengers come to bring in more spiritually aligned ways of living. We are collectively moving into a ‘greater light’ but we will still be here, incarnating and living and loving and dying and struggling until we get it and have grown up! We are children on this Earth and we have to learn to be adults. That could take thousands of years yet. But that is alright…and also an incredible relief! We are not expected to be perfect here…now, but we are being given extra energy in which to progress a little bit faster than usual. Again, this is not the first time, Jesus came in such a time too, a time of accelerated learning potential. The Buddha, and other great, and lesser, but no less important, teachers came in times of change. That is their mission, to uplift humanity and help weed their garden! These teachers are all around us and will always be until we no longer need them.
There are groups of Guides, or Masters who I call Lords, or at least that is how they call themselves to me, who oversee the development of humanity and who work with people all over the world to help them steer us in the right direction. They don’t feel under pressure to make us whole right now so why do we? My own expectations for humanity, and my own despair at their apparent lack of movement, has now dissipated and I feel more accepting of Time. We as a people, have a long way to go yet, so why should I expect so much? Children have to grow and all our teachers can do is give us boundaries and guidance. The rest is up to us.
Replying to Deb-Aurah Araznu’s (link at bottom of page) status update on Facebook I decided that my reply needed some expanding. The poster was describing her experience of spiritual expansion and she spoke about the Garden of Eden. Having been brought up as a Catholic in a convent we were taught the story of Adam and Eve and the tree in the Garden of Eden. Needless to say, when I was 6 years old I didn’t question the wisdom of the nuns. After all, they were closer to God than I.
Or maybe not! As I developed as a healer and worked more and more on the meaning of myth, often I would awaken from sleep with ‘realisations’. One morning I awoke with the image of a naked Eve standing on the roots of a large tree, with an apple in her hand, and she had a serpent entwined around her body. But this was not the Christian Eve. This was the Mother Goddess, a far more ancient version than the Christian vision. The ‘knowing’ that went with this picture was this: Eve represented the Mother of Creation, nature, that which fed us and sustained our physical bodies. The apple that she was offering to mankind/Adam, was her wisdom and knowledge of the Divine Feminine; The path of the Mother. Divine Love. The serpent was the energy which flowed through the earth, it brought fertility to the land, and fed the people and all that lived upon it. The tree was the Tree of Life. Not in the way which the Jewish people understood it but as the vehicle through which the apples might be brought to humanity. The tree was life. It is only through living a physical life, experiencing the whole range of emotions and life events that we can truly grow.
We do not grow by forever being out of our bodies and in our minds; that growth is limited. The wisdom of the Mother therefore is the Mystery of Life, birth, death and everything in between. Our sacredness is experienced through our bodies. It is in the experience of living that we face our greatest challenges and experience our greatest joys. Through the realm of emotion we learn to overcome fear and to rise into our soul awareness, instilling in ourselves the flow of Divine Providence. The Mother is Abundance.
In Ancient Egypt the Mother Goddess Isis was represented by the Sycamore Tree which fed the Pharaoh and his family. But Isis, and Osiris, are said to have been born of Lusaaset, (The Great One who comes forth). She was the Grandmother of the Deities, and she too was an Acacia tree. She was the Goddess of Creation.
But why trees? Apart from the obvious link to the fact that they do provide life to humans in the form of food, syrup, water, and wood? Well, the answer to this also came in the shape of a ‘morning realisation’. I awoke, on another morning, with an image of the Kabbalah, the Jewish Tree of life superimposed on Egypt!
While I was walking to work later that morning I had another image. The central ‘trunk’ of this tree was the Nile River, feeding the entire tree. The Branch containing the three spheres Hod, Gevurah and Binah were the Goddess Isis, the Divine Feminine. The opposite three, on the other branch was Osiris, the Divine Masculine. The Tree of life, in the Jewish tradition represented creation and the Divine Balance between the feminine and the masculine. But that wasn’t all. Each sphere represented a sacred place on the map of Egypt. The Isis spheres representing sites which were predominantly female and the Osiris spheres representing sites which were masculine in their nature. The spheres along the central trunk were sites where the energies were ‘balanced’ between male and female.
The tree was not purely an esoteric idea but a real, workable map of energy sites where, when all these sites are functioning correctly, brings balance and abundance to the country. The lines on the tree show the connections between each site as all sites are connected via a matrix of energy lines which feed the landscape and its atmosphere with the energies of the site. It functions a little like a Mother board in a computer. Remembering that the Hebrews came from Egypt with Moses, who was a priest, it is easy to see how the sacred knowledge went with them. But somewhere along the line the information was lost and it became a purely esoteric method of connecting to the Divine. The Mother aspect having been relinquished somehow.
This brings us back to the garden of Eden! The Garden is the Realm of the Mother in Balance with the Father. For the tree cannot exist without the life-giving sun and rain. But the Hebrews who brought the knowledge of the Tree of Life and the Garden of Eden decided that they no longer needed the Mother. They could do it all themselves, even though to begin with they obviously brought the belief in Hathor, in the form of the Golden cow, with them, along with the story of Isis and the tree. But the story of Divine Harmony and Balance was distorted so that now the Divine Feminine was reduced to being a tempting harlot, weak and ignorant, bringing shame to mankind and forcing their expulsion from the Garden of Eden. Somehow the Hebrew God became the fearful, avenging and angry God who hated the Mother and all women of the Earth.
So what part of ‘Honour thy Father AND thy Mother’ did they not understand?
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