Brummy Dowser

During the January 21 Lockdown, I spent most of my time at home, coercing the kids to complete their "home learning", which frankly nearly broke me.  When you have two neurodivergent 9 year old boys are equally distractible, or distracting, it was an absolute nightmare trying to coax them to stay focused.  We resorted to having to separate them and have one complete online learning in the morning, the other in the afternoon.  My husband was working from home and I felt like my life had been colonised by the kids primary school and my husband's work.  No thought or consideration for those of us stuck at home, having lost our support network and with the pressures of "THE SYSTEM" curled up by the fire in your home, whilst you slowly lost the plot. Anyways, that wasn't the point of this....  During this hell, the only time I could escape the house was in the evening after we had all had dinner.  So I started going out wandering the streets with my do...

Full moon at Barr Beacon last night. It was beautiful It's only the second time I've been there. I've dowsed there both times and found the energy a bit odd. Last night I kept getting really strong responses but they weren't connected. It was like pieces of a broken vase, scattered about. I ventured into the cluster of scots pine trees to find the node and discovered the area surrounded by locked iron railings as described in Garry's Spine of Albion book. The iron railings do not encircle the entire group of trees, only the ones in the centre. Why would the city council do this? When I discovered it I had a surge of anger and I felt as if they had locked the node up in a cage (but felt particularly strongly about locking up the feminine line), so it is neglected and so that we commoners can't access it, acknowledge it, regenerate it, or access it's power. I think the node needs acknowledgment, some TLC and nurturing. Send it some love and light if you ...

Has anyone encountered large energetic spheres at sacred sites/former sacred sites eg in the ditches of henges or in ancient woodlands? By large I mean around 2-3ft in diameter, but they grow as you interact with them and multiply if more people engage with them? Any knowledge here? If anyone here can see/sense energy from photographs, what's happening in this one?

  When I was 24 and having a really bad time with anxiety and depression a friend took me to Boscawen Un in Cornwall. After the visit, I drove to Marazion, parked up in the carpark and wandered down onto the beach. I stared out to sea, taking in St Michael's Mount and the blustery, wintery view of a Cornish November grey, frothy sea. As I was standing there in the cold and the wind, I closed my eyes and imagery flashed into my mind's eye. It took me another 25 years to understand that this is what we call a "download". I drew the image in a note book, as a 2 dimensional image and remembered the words "everything is connected to everything". In recent years I realised that the images I saw were sacred geometry and I've always been in the look out for something easy to understand that explains what I saw. Today is the day I found it! Enjoy! Perfect Shapes in Higher Dimensions  

I visited my Mom today and decided to go and find the "great stone" that the ice age brought from Snowdon to Northfield in Birmingham. I had an inkling that I should dowse the stone but when I found it, my rods barely half-heartedly pointed at it. So I asked my rods if there was anything of interest here for me and was taken to the church yard of St Lawrence's church. I was lead down the side of the church and round the back to a masculine earth energy line that had 6 masculine bands. My dowing rods pointed me to a spot and I saw a celtic trinity symbol in my mind's eye. I asked to follow the energy line and it took me to 3 yew trees forming a triangle with an energy centre in the middle. I received a message of "you need to get them out of here", "startrek" and "emergency" . I couldn't really work it out, who were those that needed to be got out or what startrek had to do with it? I decided to check out if there was a feminine ...

Stopped off for a bite to eat in the park today and a spot of dowsing.  Sat at the picnic bench under my favourite trees and the squirrels became curious about the contents of my lunch. As I was eating a salad bowl with veg, beans and nuts, I threw a piece on the floor for chunky cheeky squirrel.  3 others joined him, which gained the attention of a crow, 2 magpies and a wood pigeon.  For the next several minutes i threw bits of nuts, beans and veg and Mr Crow managed to see them all off and scoff most of the bounty. I put my rubbish in the bin and wandered off.  I was checking out some trees and thinking about the energy lines nearby, wondering if they connected when I noticed that the squirrels and Crows were following me.  I stood still and cheeky chunky squirrel was a couple of metres away. We had a little chat.  Apparently he was still hungry, despite being the roundest Squirrel I have ever seen.  I thought be was going to climb up me, thankf...

Just a heads up, this blog isn't going to be linear.  It's not going to be about just dowsing, in fact I'm not really sure where it is heading.  It is what it is. I'm sitting here thinking about all the different things that I might want to talk about....there's SO many!  Proper Autistic special interests kinda person I am.  Anyways, what sticks out today is sensitivity.   I've always been a sensitive person, it's been an utter pain in the butt a lot of the time.  When you pick up every nuance of peoples communication, it can leave you feeling confused, Mostly because people rarely say exactly what's on their mind and highly sensitive people can tell.  That's not what I want to talk about though, although I think what I'm about to talk about will be common amongst the neurodivergent community. Over the last few years I've become increasingly sensitive to energy.  I'm not talking electricity, although I do seem to hear more electrical item...

I  spent many weeks and weekends in Cornwall between 1990 and 1999, exploring the landscape, the coves and the beaches.  Once I moved to Bristol in 99, I still managed to make it back there once a year but then I had kids and it was a tad too far to drive. I lived in Bristol for 18 years and although I was mostly 'switched off' I experienced the amazing energy at Glastonbury, the Peace Gardens and also Averbury. During my time in Plymouth, I was doing the hippy thing and going to esoteric fairs and workshops.  Of all of the workshops I attended during those 9 years, the one that had the biggest impact on me was dowsing. Despite having the most amazing experience, I never followed it up, didn't own any dowsing rods and never did any dowsing afterwards, which frankly now, I find utterly confusing. Jump forward 23 years and I'm now living in Moseley in Birmingham.  I grew up in Birmingham, left when I was 20 years old, never to return.  I loved living in Brist...

I was 24, living in Plymouth and had been stuggling with anxiety.  I needed to escape the city, so one weekend I chucked my ancient 2 man ridge tent into my car, drove to Cornwall to camp.  It was the middle of November. In the summer, I had been there staying at friends of a friend in Penzance, so I decided to visit them.  They weren't there but I knew where one of their best friends lived, so I called at his house to find out if they might be around that weekend.  They weren't, but he invited me for a cuppa and then to the pub.  Afterwards I drove back to my tent and snuggled under the million blankets I had brought with me and noted that camping in November was actually OK. I had told him about the anxiety I had been experiencing and he offered to show me a healing place. So the next day he took me to a stone circle, a place called Boscawen Un a few miles outside Penzance. I remember it feeling really isolated and there was an intense energy there. ...