Sidhe Messages Regarding COVID 19
An Exercise — “… "Today, let us focus on the delivery people who are out delivering goods we need," or "Today, let us focus on the grocery clerks who are enabling us to find food," and so on. In other words, I hold in mind a group of people helping in or affected by this crisis and use my link with or understanding of that group to direct the helpful, life-affirming energies of my Sidhe allies towards them.
A Reflection — “The current social, economic, environmental, and other institutional maladies on the planet are bringing your options into high relief. This is actually a positive manifestation in our view. We share a great sense of prospect that is quite exciting if you understand the full context of your capabilities and your power to make change.”
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Stones and Dancers
But the movement within the stones of the Beltany circle was particularly remarkable. The kinetic flow across circuits or the odd sensation of leaning that I might find in other rocks was amplified in these. Instead of just leaning, these rocks pulled me into a rhythmic sway. Swinging to and fro, in swirling patterns, I realized with a giddy delight that the stones were dancing. And I felt they were partaking in the creation of the music to which they danced.
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Bright Visions: Faerie Beings in Irish Song, Poetry and Story
My most astonishing experience with the harp happened outdoors in a large ancient stone circle, the Beltany Stone Circle in Donegal. … I experienced energy flowing across the stone circle and through me. It flowed out as a blessing into the larger rolling green landscape and through the landscape into the larger world. Experiencing this grace was palpable ─ both grounding and expansive. When the time came to bring out the harp from its case to play, something extraordinary happened. As soon as I lifted the harp out of its case all 30 strings began to vibrate at once!
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Living Gaia’s Whole Earth Partnership – in Song
As anyone who interacts with Sidhe can attest, they work hard but their dedication to task is joy-infused, laughter-inflected, innocence-fed, celebration-abundant. I tap into their energy through such joy (whimsy, Bardic poetry and silly songs inclusive), a lightness-of-being infilling body and mind, a ‘grounded fluidity’ (as Mariel suggests we embrace) to be mergent with the wonders of our glorious world. ‘Tis a connection to Beauty we humans oft-bury beneath layers of scrutiny and sobriety. Indeed, each time I become too earnest in my approach, nervous at looming deadlines, or worried about failing at (shared) task, more often than not a practical joke is played to jog me out of the pit of my own despair, to make me laugh aloud, remind me of the ‘Sky Child’s’ wide-eyed, open-mouthed joy to incarnate – here, now – as witness, participant and co-creator in Gaia’s evolution. Each of us is a necessary part of the puzzle, each of us has a part to play in the unfoldment, and I am grateful for my Sidhe collaborators’ support (and prodding) each step of the way.
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An Unexpected Invitation
I also felt the presence of rocks and forests and a northern tone in the approaching individual, a male who took the opportunity to share some condensed thoughts or images with me. Keeping my focus, I picked up the paper and wrote down what came from him straight to my mind:
“Our musicality comes from the fact that we listen with full attention to the notes of living beings and everything around us. The sounds dance on the background of silence. We listen to the language of sounds – the music of wholeness. The music of the earth and the mountains. The music of the water and the rain. The music of the air and the wind. The music of the sun and the fire. The crises and conflicts of human life hurt our ears. We are more inclined to withdraw. We have to overcome this inclination in order to stay. Humans think in separated words – as speech. We think in coherent verses – like music. Humans often act in separating ways. We act in combining ways like tunes in a song. Begin to think more musically. Melodious – tuneful. Learn to feel through connections – tonally. Try to act more organically, kindly, vibrantly.”
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Abide in Joy
…Once fortified with a sense of self and agency, I presented myself to the Sidhe as a joyous and shiny human. The opening was just as swift as before. I can only describe some of the experience in words. Communication with the Sidhe takes place telepathically for me. It flows in images and emotions and sometimes I feel that what I remember afterward is less than actually took place. Here is what I can put into words. I sank into the mountain. A number of Sidhe greeted me. I sensed I was inside a dwelling with tall elegant cathedral-like arches. I had an impression of lovely colors and light. True to my wish to avoid passivity, I began to describe to the Sidhe what it’s like to be human on our side, so immersed are we in matter. I wanted to convey how difficult our lives can be, how hard I’ve worked during my life to rise out of trauma and pain. How precious to me are the strengths, insights, and compassionate love that have emerged in me from this struggle.
When I was finished with my description, I handed them a rolled-up sheaf of parchment papers. And I told them “These are maps of the human hearts of all of us who have come to visit you today.”
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1% Inspiration - 99% Perspiration
When the concept of Elven Gates came to me, I was soaring. Dare I allow myself to consider creating portals to another realm? There’s another 1 to 99 ratio. One percent reality and ninety-nine percent fantasy. That’s the realm my ideas inhabited in those days. Admitting this private reverie publicly is a bit embarrassing. Nonetheless I was captivated by the idea of creating portals or gateways to a deeper inner connection with the subtle realms and manifesting them physically.
…This first portal initiated my understanding that the energetic pathway through a form has more importance than its visual design. I could have could have cut the arches and affixed them to the inside and outside of the posts and visually the arch would look the same. But the energy would not flow through it. It was important first lesson for me and very much in line with what I’ve come to understand of how the Sidhe shape substance in their realm.
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On the Trail of Knocknarea
A silent voice interrupted my thoughts; "Jeremy .... Jeremy .... look to your right". I stopped and looked. Nothing seemed unusual (if that can be said about this dramatic landscape). The scene was unfamiliar and I knew little about the area but my attention was drawn to a specific cliff profile. As I stood looking for some clue for the suggestion my friend Søren came up from behind and said, "That is the famous Fairy Fort, the mountain of Ben Bulben."
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Getting in Touch
Some years ago, I went on a tour of sacred sites in Ireland. In Loughcrew, County Meath, on top of Slieve na Cailli, several of us crawled into a small passage tomb. I sat in the dimly lit interior, surrounded by ancient carved glyphs, and rested into a timeless field. Suddenly I felt the presence of a being above and to my right, who greeted me with an energetic touch of my subtle body around my head. A touch like being brushed, like quicksilver, foreign and fluid but respectful, not frightening. I was not sure who this being was. Was he passing through the tomb as I was? Or was he a resident, an ancient guardian or watcher?
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First Contact
It was a nudge of my shoulder. Or rather more like a scarf flying out as someone rushed past me. Barely perceptible but it got my attention. I was quietly on the dunes of Cape Kiwanda, Oregon, listening as the distant surf heaved onto the shores before me. There was no one near me but I still had the sense that someone brushed by me.
It was the summer of 2010. My teenage son and his step brother were romping across the Cape. Neither my wife nor I felt the same urge to charge about and sat relaxed on the warm sands. In a natural setting like the Cape, I often sit and connect with the landscape, as I did then - sensing the earth and sand, the wind sculpted trees, the rolling ocean before me. I’m not a hardy outdoors person trekking through the wilderness or scaling mountain peaks. But I’ve felt at home on sandy shores and forest trails since I was a kid.
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Further Encounters
There’s a way that a first time sticks in one’s memory: like my first date or my first visit to an old growth forest. They find a nice warm place in that tangled growth I call my memory. It is a familiar place to revisit. But the second, third, … or umpteenth time I experience something - those memories start blending together. The sharp outlines wear off.
After my first contact with the Sidhe, my piqued curiosity waned, receding to the unkempt parts of my brain. Occasionally this quiescent memory stirred. Perhaps, stimulated by a vague sensation now and again that someone was looking over my shoulder. Whatever was tickling my mind finally stirred me enough that in the fall, I wrote a friend wondering if he had any connections with these Sidhe.
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Initial Encounter
In the winter of 2011, however, something unexpected happened that changed everything. Taking a break from writing, I was sitting on the sofa in my living room and just staring out the window at the trees and bushes beyond when I felt a presence in the room behind me. Turning around, I saw in my mind’s eye a swirling, shifting, radiant mist in the air near the fireplace. At the same time I felt another mind in touch with my own and heard it say, “I am one of the Sidhe, and I’ve come to help you with the card deck.” This being no sooner said this than there flashed into my mind a complete picture of what a Sidhe card deck would look like when laid out and the major components of what such a deck should contain. There were few details—they came later—but the basic pattern was very clear.
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