https://www.mum.edu/tm-research-overview/maharishi-effect/
This is just a small piece of the literature available on the power of group meditation, otherwise known as coherence or ‘the group effect’. Not a day goes by I don’t feel privileged to have been imparted such sacred wisdom. Studies not only show reduction in crime, but also that the sun comes out more, unemployment falls, people come off their medication sooner than expected.
Then there’s the unprecedented ceasefires during the Croatian and Syrian conflicts, when a small group of siddhars got as close to the frontline as possible to meditate. We have such limitless power at the tip of our imaginations, and so much more than that which is under a trigger finger.
I intended on writing this post weeks ago, but I have been somewhat lost for words with how to describe the way my time in Orkney has taken hold. There have been stories of personal healing from our group which one doctor had no scientific explanation for. Being someone who understood the more metaphysical nature of some healing modalities he could only attribute the gentleman’s dramatic improvement in his glaucoma to, “whatever went on in Orkney.” That’s just one of several occurrences within our group, but our relatives have also had healings with a remarkable cancer remission for someone’s son also being shared.
I knew Orkney was important from the moment I booked the airline taking me here. It happened to have the same name as a main character in my books. Energy and ancestry run deep here. You’ll see my feet disappearing into the 5000 year old Tomb of the Eagles, where 136 people were buried with sea eagles. From there we moved to the Tomb of the Otters, in which thousands were laid to rest, with otters playing a pivotal role in burials. Orkney is a nodal point; a place where many, many ley lines meet, the energy here is immense. It will take a while to understand where this experience fits into my writing. It is early days, but already there is a path opening up for book three. I have an inkling; a spark, and that is all I need. Time to cross the water to the island of Rousay, where there’s magic afoot.
Just booked another inspirational trip – to Sweden to study Seidr, a Norse form of shamanism which works closely with spirit through trance prophecy and oracular work, rune carving, magical chants and songs, sitting out on grave mounds, shape shifting, berserking, blota (making offerings) reading/writing poetry and knowledge competitions as practiced in the Viking Age and described in the Icelandic sagas (or Eddas). I’ll be exploring the Norse Creation Stories as well as prophecies about the end of the world; visiting sacred places like the Stones of Ale in Skane (photo); studying the Norse gods, goddesses and their energies and qualities and exploring the nine worlds and their inhabitants: the divine beings, giants, elfs, dwarfs and the roles of human beings in this cosmology. This is a huge piece of personal development and golden material for the Earth Guardians series.
This photo has mesmerised me these past few days. Even when If you haven’t found my Facebook page yet, check it out and tag along. This is a taste of what’s happening not looking at it, I still see it, in my mind’s eye – looming, calling me. The second journey I ever took to the Otherworld on the beat of drum took me to a fire, and it still burns. Yes, I benefit from its energy and warmth, but more than that I feel the support of my ancestors standing around it, holding space for me, and in return I intend to write stories which respects them. It’s the best way to express my gratitude as they asked me to start writing in the first place.
This is where I meditate, barefoot, to be close to the Earth and open the channels for Nature’s electricity to flow through me. It’s where characters, landscapes and plots form. It’s where I go to lose myself in the quietest realms and to remember who I am and where I’m going.
