Category Archives: Trees

First Introductions

I finally got a chance to take a long walk down into the valley behind our house.  It’s private land which only a handful of people have access to and I was looking forward to see what it would look like down there with minimum human impact.  Once down at creek level I was not surprised to see the trail I was following turn into a narrow game trail.  What I was surprised to see was how quickly the trail disintegrated  became choked and, at times, a narrow tunnel through high brambles.  It was obvious no one had been on these trails in at least a year, possibly longer.  Fortunately, I knew how to recognize even faint game trails so I did what I could to stick to them.  Several times I had to crawl through on hands and knees gathering thorn scratches along the way.  Every time I came out the other side, it was worth it.  Several small meadows, groves of sycamore trees or a new, delightful bend in the creek greeted me every time I stood back up to take in my surroundings.

I equate the energetic and spiritual health of an environment by it’s wildlife.  Flocks of chickadee, titmice, robins and cardinals were everywhere.  Tracks of deer, raccoon, and other game animals dominated the muddy creekside areas.  As another note, the songbirds had no fear of me.  Several flew within only a few feet of me and landed, inspecting me and then either hanging around or flying off.  I even thought one was going to land on my staff as he flew right up to me, hovered and then banked away.

The land opened up a bit as I moved down the valley. giving me easier walking and turned into what must have been an old road from the 30’s, 40’s or earlier.   It was a expanse perhaps 30 feet wide or so, flat.  A long narrow meadow dominated with grasses, a few late blooming wildflowers and tall weeds reaching for the blue sky.  I finally stopped when I came across an old treefall which literally blocked my path across the old road.  I felt an energetic barrier there and something which said, “You’ve come far enough for now.”

I stopped and gave my respect to the directions, gave my gratitude for being allowed into this place and getting the chance for it become part of my life.  As I paid my respect to the directions the still air began to move and my favorite sign, a telltale fast breeze, quickly played over the area.  I settled myself and grounded.  Settling into place in nature is something I explain as “settling into the water.”  For me, it feels like slowly settling into warm water with a grounding weight on your feet and with none of that pesky drowning stimulus.  It’s a decent explanation of the feeling of sinking into the natural energy of a place.  I can feel the energy ripples, once unsettled by my arrival and presence, slowly settle back to normal around me and eventually up and over me.  If I sit perfectly still, I’m forgotten about and Nature goes back to her business.  I did this at the treefall and information began to come in.

I had been told that spirits of older settlers still wandered this valley.  I reached out and felt that, indeed, this is the case. They were quite few but I could sense them, like faded small blips on a radar screen.  What became more apparent was that this valley was incredibly active on a spiritual level.  Elementals seemed everywhere and they also appeared to care very little about my presence.  I asked if I could dowse their exact locations or there center areas and was told a gently but firm, “No.  Not now.  Too early.”  They made it quite clear that although welcome I was still a new visitor.  Exploration was fine.  Prodding about the place too directly was not.  For example, if upon being invited into a neighbor’s house would you suddenly go prodding about their bedrooms and closets?

I was quite content to simply sit there and soak it all in.  I’m not sure how long I was there but when I was done, I was done.  I just knew it was time to go back home.  I walked and crawled back up the valley, pulling burs out of my clothes and thorns out of my muddy hands.  Once up the steep ridge-side and cursing my lack of endurance training, I walked into my back yard and towards my back porch.  I was tired but I was happy, deeply happy.  I had one final surprise waiting as I climbed up the stairs to the back of the house.

A male wren landed next to me, hopped once and flew away.

When I try to explain what magic is to me, I have to explain moments like this one.  They are not simply one off events or miracles.  I could have started this whole post with, “I saw a male wren today,” but it would not have the same effect.  It is a slow accumulation of information and data which can stretch out over years.  An accumulation which is suddenly punctuated by an event that marks the whole arc like an exclamation point.

It is a communication and a connection to something larger to you, to something that does not speak in words and phrases but in a more subtle and deep language.  It speaks in the appearance of a bird or a cloud or a leaf or a bug.   One simple thing happens and it feels like a pat on a back, a handshake or simply being pointed towards a guidepost along your path.

For me, the wren was an assurance, an answer and an embrace all rolled into one.

 

 

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The Empty Woods

I’ve not done a post on my Earth energy work lately.  I’ve continued daily but I’ve just not had the time to really write about it.  This morning I’ve found myself with a small bit of a respite and I thought I would tell a tale of something happening locally for me.  I will warn you it is not a happy tale.  It is, however, a lesson for those of us that want to work with the Earth.

Down the hill from us is where my daughter and I first found what we called the “Fey spot.”  We found it over two years ago with a bit of dowsing.  It sat centered around a group of Birch tree roots and up along a very old creek that cuts through the county.  (This is the same creek that I would later have an encounter with an elemental while doing a video for my Youtube channel.)  During my sessions there and the occasional offerings I would bring, I came to learn that the elementals there were none too happy.  This was mainly due to a walking trail that was later cut through the very center of their area.  When we first found it there was only a small game trail but still, the feeling we received at first was defensive, as if they knew the trail was coming.  They felt encroached upon, stomped upon with little respect given.

My daughter, wife and I built faerie houses there before we knew the trail was coming.  We did it to show them SOMEONE cared about them.  When the trail came through the workers building it took out two of the small houses.  Mine was the only one left standing because it was further away from the trail cut, a tiny little stick cabin tucked at the base of a twin tree.   I maintained the house for some time and after the light winter we had it seemed to weather the cold very well. It had a moss roof and a small bark porch.  Inside we later placed a small piece of crystal from a geode as a centerpiece.

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Listening to Grandmother

I’m trying to get back in the habit of writing up posts so I thought I’d share a little story from my day yesterday.  I’ve been doing a lot more foraging from the wild lately, edibles, acorns, plants for dyes, etc.  Since I’m also a dip-pen and fountain pen enthusiast, I had decided to also use the numerous black walnuts around me to make some black walnut ink.  Taking a break from my studying, I went for a walk to find some black walnuts.

It’s late in the season to be sure and I knew any I would find would be black and decomposing.  In other words, perfect for ink.  After a quick stroll around I’d found very little since the leaves had also begun dropping in large numbers, covering what I was looking to find.  I then opted to go to a nearby park where also stood Grandmother Tulip.  Not only would I pay my respects to her and the Fey there, I’d look around for some walnuts.  I’d first encountered Grandmother Tulip over a year ago.  Go here for the three part entry on it.

Grandmother Tulip and I have built an extraordinary relationship.  I’ve taken my family and close family members to go see her.  Everyone who has met her has remarked, without me saying anything, on how gentle and loving she feels.  My daughter likes to just hug her and sit underneath her.  To me, it is a sacred relationship.  I always approach her with deep respect and she always greets me with love.  This afternoon was no different as I approached, laid a hand on her and just relaxed.  She told me a few things about the coming winter and I made sure to share some of my energy with her which I felt her pull into her roots and then “pulse” outward to the other nearby trees.  As if on cue I heard a breeze begin to the north and I smiled as it gently played through the woods.

As an afterthought I asked her, “So, do you mind telling me where I might find some walnuts?”  I felt a pulse of warmth and then I felt the same feeling I get when I’m dowsing and get a strong “hit.”  I felt a pull to the north and in my mind’s eye I saw an overhead map of where in the park I should go.  It was a very strong communication and I had to laugh out loud.  I said my thanks and my goodbyes, promising to be back in a few weeks.  In my communications with her so far I’ve learned that trees have a much different scale of time.  The best I can tell they operate on more “stretched out” version and it wasn’t too far removed from the way the Ents treated time in Tolkien’s works.

I walked over to that side of the park and noted no other black walnut trees until I got to the area indicated on the mental map.  Following with some directionless dowsing/intuition, I left the trail and walked to the spot on the mental map she had indicated.  Standing there was an adult black walnut tree with black nut hulls all around it.  I had the urge to applaud.  I’m not sure why.

I greeted her, said my thanks and felt an answer.  As I came nearer I saw an entire pile of black walnut husks peeled away, most likely, by a busy squirrel gathering the inner walnuts for storage.  I filled up a grocery bag with the forage and left the tree a small geode crystal I had found in my foraging as I said my goodbyes.

Walking back to my car with a smile I thought to myself, “Had it all just been that easy?”

Yes.  Yes it had been.


Early Spring Visit

As the weather turned warmer and I could feel the Earth beginning to wake from slumber below me, I took a short trip to wish Grandmother Tulip a happy Spring.  It was my first time out doing fieldwork since the snows and, for good measure, I brought my daughter along with me.   (As mentioned in an earlier post, she had been playing around with the dowsing rods without my previous knowledge.)  I wanted to introduce her to Grandmother as well get her some field experience.  I was curious how she would do.  My wife and I have known for many years that she has a definite gift when it comes to energy, nature energy and healing.  I wanted to see if she would pick up on the same energies and Fey locations as I had last year.

The day was gray, wet and still a bit cold but my daughter has an explorer’s spirit.  We drove to the nearby park and wandered into the edge of the woods.  Along the walk, we whispered and talked of Nature, fairies and both of us expressed the wish for no more large snowfalls.  Suddenly, the small hairs on my neck suddenly stood up and I paused on the path.  There, no more than ten feet from us, were three whitetail deer obviously as surprised to see us as we them.  We paused and, against the backdrop of late winter woodland filled with browns and grays, they blended in near perfectly.  My daughter’s eyes lit up when she finally saw them.  A few moments and then with an irritated flip of their tails, they slowly began to move away and further back into the woods like ash colored ghosts.

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Winter Work

With the retreat of the cold and the early arrival of Spring, I’m hoping to start my new year of this work by going to check on Grandmother Tulip and the fey spot nearby this weekend.  The winter, as it draws to a close, was one of the more intense ones we’ve endured in some time.  The premonition I had in the Fall turned out to be very accurate.  With this latest ice storm that rolled through the area over Imbolc, I was a taken aback by how closely the images I’d seen in my mind’s eye matched what was occurring in the real world.  My heart was saddened by the amount of damage that occurred to the trees of the area as the weight of the ice took it’s toll.

During my meditation on the 2nd of this month, I dowsed to see how long Winter would be with us and my results indicated an early Spring.  Just me and the groundhog, right?  For sure, it was an odd answer to get while a few inches of ice threatened power lines and thick blankets of snow closed interstates and highways.  However, a little over a week after the ice storm, I saw two high level vees  of Canadian Geese heading northward.  As we clear mid-February, the temperatures have gone to 60 degrees and several migratory bird species have already been reported as being “on the move.”  I’ve dowsed a bit more and it would seem we’ll have a few more cold spells but the worse is now behind us.  I certainly hope so!

I’ve spent the winter time working on a few things.  Another friend of mine reported an energy disturbance in her home and I offered my skills to help determine the origin as well as clearing it if I was able.  I have to say I really do enjoy this kind of remote work as well as the successes that begin to pile up when you begin to double check the dowsed results to information at the site.  With this case, I was able to determine that although the home was lit up “like a Yule Tree” with positive energy, there had, in fact, been a disturbance.  The best explanation I could offer was an example of what a magical place like Tolkien’s Lothlorien must feel like after a goblin or two walk by the boundary.

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End of the Year Wrap for 2010

I started this blog back in May of 2010.  I know it’s not been a full year for the blog yet but as we come through the New Moon and astrological start of the new year, I did want to recognize and discuss the end of 2010.

Looking back over it all, things have changed quite perceptively for me this past year in regards to dowsing and my normal level of energy work.  My work went from being “a little bit every week” to doing some form of dowsing on a daily basis.  The year has been tumultuous, to say the least, and I navigated those rough waters with the help of my family, friends as well as my pendulum and cards.   To discuss the full extent of the year, I’m going to break things into four catagories – Dowsing, Oracles, Earth Energy and The Fey.

Dowsing – By far the newest of my skill set, this will only be my second full year with dowsing.  To me, the sweep of advancement has been off the charts.  Looking back over where I was and where I am now I have to laugh at the accuracy of the Medicine Card I drew in regards to dowsing two years ago.  That card  was Snake or Transformation.  I’ve gone from initial curiosity to full blown practitioner and seem to be finding my niche in which to settle.

A little past mid-way through 2010 I had what I suppose you would consider a “crisis” or “dark night of the soul” in regards to dowsing.  I mentioned it here.  A few months later, after working my way through it,  I found my accuracy had increased and things were much more smooth.

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Sleepy Trees

Over the past two weeks, while out doing dowsing or energy work,  I’ve had the most interesting experiences with the trees I’ve encountered.  During a lunchtime visit to the park where I discovered the K1 line I felt drawn to a section of the park I’d not really explored.  The dowsing rods gave me a direction and after following them I came to a tulip tree.  It was an older tree compared to the younger ones around it but nowhere near the age of Grandmother Tulip.  (I dowsed it to be a little over 60 years old.)

Leaning against the trunk and protected from the chilly wind which had been blowing all day, I put the rods away and just relaxed.  Things were peaceful around me and I let myself drop into a meditative state.  Within minutes, a red tail hawk flew by and perched in a nearby pine tree.  I smiled, stayed put and slowed myself down further.  I reached out and connected to the tulip with great ease, something I’ve been able to do since working with Grandmother Tulip.

I asked gently why I had been drawn here?  Was there something I could do?  The image that came to my mind’s eye was of an empty bed, covers drawn back partially as if awaiting an occupant.  I asked if I was the one that needed to go to bed?  I received a solid but gentle, “No.”

“You’re going to bed?” I asked and was given what can only be termed as a psychic and  sleepy nod of the head.

Of course, it’ll be winter soon.  Cold has hit the area for the first time after a long dry summer that seemed to not want to give up it’s hold all through Autumn.  Morning frost was becoming a daily occurrence.  The hardwoods were going to sleep.  What followed in my communication was that I was being asked to do the energetic equivalent of a “tucking in.”  Though not necessary, I got the feeling it would be “very much appreciated.”  When I asked why this season and not anytime before I was told it was going to be a very hard winter for many of them.  (Them, of course, being the trees. )

So, for the next several minutes I visualized wrapping the tree and it’s roots in a warm blanket of energy which had a direct conduit to the K1 line that ran nearby.  When I felt it was finished, I felt a wave of appreciation and then suddenly felt a pull to another tree I could see on the far south end of the park.  I strolled over to it, a maple this time, and had a similar experience.  I did the same work and also  felt the same wave of gratitude.  This continued and I realized I was working a triangular pattern directly near the K1 line.  I didn’t question things and simply continued.  When I was finished, I went back to simply be with the first tree for a bit and soak in what had happened.

Over the next week, I had similar experiences.  All across the entire area, the woods are going to sleep.  It’s the first time I’ve ever felt it so solidly.   There is a peacefulness and groundedness to it.  In relation to that, the earth energies seem much more sluggish and slow when I am out and about.  It’s been going on around me all my life but this was the first time I’d ever felt it so strongly.  Had my close work with Earth energy over the past year brought about the sensitivity?

Even this past weekend, I wandered over to Grandmother Tulip with a dear friend of mine.  Grandmother Tulip was already mostly asleep but my energy seemed greatly welcomed by her and her children.  When I asked her if she knew why I was being called to do this now I felt/heard, “Because you can do it now.”  This was really great to hear and then I heard, again, a very brief and sleepy two words, “Hard winter.”  I then saw blankets of heavy snow, wind and limbs breaking.  I was called to two other places to do the same type of “tucking in” before leaving the small patch of woodland.  Yesterday, I felt the urge to do the same sort of energy blanket for the oak behind my home.

Are we in for a hard winter?  I truthfully have no idea.  I’ve asked my dowsing and it has confirmed what the trees have told me.  Everything appears to be pointing to a particularly rough winter coming up.  Am I being warned of a blizzard?  Something worse?  I don’t like to be overly paranoid about such things but it’s been difficult to tell if I’m overreacting to my new sensitivity or if I’m getting a real important news flash here.

I suppose we’ll have to wait and see!   I’m making sure that we have a bit of extra supplies around the place over the next few months; batteries, water, etc.  Maybe even snagging up a weather radio or a shortwave?  In the interest of accountability, I promise to revisit this post in March and we’ll see just how things shook out or, in this case, down.