By Gabriel Hartley
November 12, 2012
Wow. After a very emotionally mixed morning together with beautiful food and toning talk and then some new crazy jealousy stuff, Anna and I went out for a walk at around 1 p.m. to get some air (and to clear the air). Our mood was already on the way to being transformed when we began, and with each step we eased into the beauty of the surroundings here at Käpälämäki and the beauty of each other.
The first event was our coincidental desire to walk to what last night was acknowledged to each of us without the other knowing it as two sacred pools, or rather one sacred pool divided by the dirt road to the house. We discussed how so many things come to us simultaneously but we often don’t think to mention them until later. We were pleased to see that we’re both tapped into the same sources. I realized that the pools looked very much like some of the pre-Raphaelite paintings of fairy maidens in pools and thought again about how drawn I have always been to the Pre-Raphaelites. The whole fairy world had much more acceptance a century ago. I guess it’s time for a Fairy Revival!
Not long after we climbed over some wonderful rock formations and out to the main dirt road we came across a massive bull moose. He was standing there, still and silent, as I was singing at the top of my lungs the chorus from Denis Leary’s song, “I’m an Asshole!” The moose didn’t respond to my singing, but as soon as I lifted my finger to point him out to Anna, he turned and quickly trotted into the deeper woods. He was majestic, so giant and so powerful. We felt so lucky to have run across him, and luckier still that he didn’t charge us and crush us to death.
We continued on to the Fairy spot. It felt very magical and noble as we walked off of the road into the space. The rocks glimmer with energy and a magical tiny creek trickles under the rocks and between the trees as the land there drops down to the seashore and the reeds. We ceremoniously walked down the hill to the shore, viewing into the reeds as they glistened in the sun and waved in the strong wind. The combination of the massive rocks, the tiny stream, the towering pines, the swaying reeds, and the waves rippling in the wind was just perfect, all so perfectly magical. I could tell more clearly how the energy of the creek charges up the whole Fairy amphitheater.
We slowly and respectfully climbed back up the hill along the little stream and then stopped close to the top. The magic seems especially strong at that point. The rocks seem almost deliberately shaped into a four-foot wall of stone at the hilltop, like a fortress or place of worship of some kind. I stopped and listened as the fairies started speaking to me. They welcomed us back and continued speaking in an energetic fashion in which they communicate through vibrations rather than through words. Not coincidentally, their whole point of conversation was the topic of vibration itself. They affirmed our new mission to start toning with the sacred well in Helsinki and told us that we could do our toning here at the Fairy Wood and the vibrations would be carried directly to the well both across the sea and through underground streams and energy tunnels.
As they began talking about the power of toning, they reminded me that the first thing they had ever taught me was the Fairy Song (“Ah may rah hoo”) last Fall, and that this was my first induction into Fairy-channeled toning. They then started singing the song to us and Anna and I joined in with them. I could feel the pretty little tune resonating in the amphitheater and growing in intensity as the vibrations traveled underground and off towards Helsinki.
We then started the walk back, turning into the woods across the road so that we could walk across the rock structures on the way. As we got about an eighth of a mile into the woods I noticed another bull moose, this one a bit smaller and younger than the other one we had seen just a half hour earlier. I immediately was told that this was a moment for shamanic connection, so I stood there in the forest, eyes fastened to the moose’s own eyes as he gazed directly at me. We held this eye contact for at least five minutes without either of us moving a muscle. The moose began speaking to me, reminding me that we had worked with moose power for a few thousand years in our previous lives here as shamans. He then reminded me of my conversation with the painted moose at the Astuvansalmi Rock Art site and, more importantly, the moose glyph that we had had printed on my wedding shirt. He told me that this moose connection (as well as the venemous kyy serpent) was very important to me in my shamanic work here in Finland.
As I stared at him, listening and communicating back on the spirit level, I began to see the landscape shape itself into a vortex pattern of energy as it swirled around the moose. The moose became the visual center of this swirling vortex world. After a few moments the moose then asked me if I saw the figure in between us in the vortex swirl. I then realized that, yes, there was a humanoid shape of light energy in the midst of the swirl. The moose said, “Notice how he stands directly between us. He is a representative of the local Sídhe and he mediates our contact as he has done in the past. He will continue to do so as you continue in your work here.”
He thanked us for returning to our work here in this incarnation, turned, and walked off into the forest. As he walked into the distance we saw that the first bull moose we had seen earlier was walking right behind him. The two of them walked off into the trees and Anna and I stared in wonder at each other, so happy to be sharing our journey here together as one.
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