Dear Roger, The experiences that come from living at the apex of the core of a volcano at some times can be quite difficult to get a handle on. Extremely high energy areas are not necessarily the easiest places to live. When I was in India last time my guru Maheshananda pointed out that no one can live on the top of any mountain forever, you have to come down from the rarefied atmosphere. To live in the mists and share our lives with all of the sentient beings who make the mountain and it's forests their home maybe gives us a perspective on the world which could not be gained from urban living. The mountain is a great place for healing and gaining new insights. I don't think that anyone who comes here leaves unmarked in some way.What happens on the mountain seems to bear no reality to what happens in the real world. I look forward to seeing you at the next workshop on the 12th of April. Kind regards James ----- Original Message ----- From: "Roger Pye" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> To: <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> Sent: Friday, March 21, 2003 10:33 AM Subject: Strange Journey
> 21 March 2003 > Last weekend I stood on a hillside, part of a mountain which erupted > from the earth perhaps during the last Iceage, perhaps millions of years > earlier, certainly the rocks of that region have been estimated at being > 400 million years old. The slope itself, its thin skin of soil hiding > the red basalt 'pipe' within through which flow the nutrients and energy > that support trees covering most of the hill, is a legacy of that > volcanic period when fire and lava spewed forth from the earth. > > On the face of it the hillside was serene. Morning mists following a > night which had begun with a thunderstorm raging in the north, much of > its violent noise shielded by the ridge across the valley, continued > with rain and wind storms, ended in peace with the sunrise and the cool > air rolling upwards. My body's 'antennae' and my experiences during the > two nights I had slept in the cabin on the hillside told a different > story, one of the twisting and writhings of rocks tortured and torn > asunder by immense heat and pressure, so much so that the energies > generated those ages ago were still flowing beneath my feet. And beneath > the cabin. > > From a direction a little to the west of north, from a far, far > distance, an underground energy beam about three metres (ten feet) wide > and comprising five equally separated energy flows, passes 'over' the > ridge, down the opposite hillside, across the valley, up the slope on > which I stood, continuing on for . . ever? The existence of the > energies is obviously noticeable only by the occasional twisted tree > along their route - and by any clairsentient visitor whose bed in the > cabin lies over the beam. As mine did. > > The first night it was very quiet, I was hot even though the night was > cool, all atremble and barely slept at all, what sleep I did manage was > punctuated by the wierdest dreams. My reason for being there was to > attend a dowsing workshop held during the intervening day and the energy > beam (which I already suspected) was detected during one session. So > this night just past I had taken precautions by borrowing two > 'cheops-style' pyramids from my host, placing them on the downslope > cabin verandah at the edges of the beam, and visualising a bar of white > light joining them. > > It was about 10.30 pm when I went to bed. I was very tired from the > workshop and the 'energetic' night preceding it, also apprehensive about > what might happen during the night. If anything. It did, and it didn't. > > The night before my body had become overly warm and begun vibrating > within a quarter of an hour, and I had twisted and turned both in and > out of sleep all night. None of this happened. Instead after a short > while there was noise, a continuous undulating hum as of traffic on a > nearby freeway or a swarm of bees leaving the hive. The nearest highway > is many kilometres distant, there are no bees, the noise stopped when I > got up to go to the toilet and re-commenced when I was back in bed. > > There was plenty of time to think about it all, however. In my > estimation at least 12 hours passed by sunrise (about 6.00 am), half of > them in refreshing dreamless sleep, the remainder awake - but most > elsewhere than the cabin; a cave and a different, much earlier, me. > > So. The energies were still there as they had been for years beyond the > counting but the conjoined pyramids had elevated their frequency to an > audible level that wasn't bothersome to me. As well, I had learned > things and travelled (not far, but that is another story). > > > Roger > > Earth Healing, Energy & Water Dowsing, Reiki Practitioner > %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% > May I have given you seeds that you can turn into roots > that will bear fruit in the future. (Rudolf Steiner) > %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% > > http://earth-careonline.com > > >
