Friday, 26 May 2017

Land of Mystics, Scholars and Poets

Ireland was once known as “the land of mystics, scholars and poets” and County Mayo, on Ireland’s West coast, is highly charged with spiritual energies. It’s a wild, rugged and desolate landscape has attractions for the holiday visitor with coastal and countryside walking, mountain climbing, golfing and bird watching. The Atlantic coast is atmospheric, there is also sea, lake and river fishing for those who enjoy the great outdoors. It is an area rich in wonderful, historical sites, such as stone circles and cairns, round towers and monastic ruins. Throughout the summer there are many festivals of food, music, art and song. 

This area is steeped in Ireland’s famous connections to the spiritual world. For instance, this is a well documented event. On the evening of August 21, 1879, Margaret Beirne was
returning home after locking up the local church in Cnoc Mhuire with a family member, Mary McLoughlin. Suddenly, Margaret noticed a bright light. At the same time, Mary, who had just finished visiting the church's housekeeper, also saw the flash. As Margaret and Mary looked further, they noticed a strange light surrounding the church. Mary's first words were: “Oh! just look at those statues! Why didn't you tell me the church had bought new statues?" Margaret had been told nothing about new statues and was curious enough to suggest they explore by returning to the little church. As they approached, Mary exclaimed with immense shock: "But they’re not statues; they're moving. It's the Blessed Virgin!"

Over the next two hours, thirteen more people from the village gathered around the south gable of the church and each described seeing a vision of a beautiful woman standing between two men. On the woman’s right was a man who leaned his head towards her. On her left was a man dressed as a Bishop. The woman in the vision was wearing white clothes and on her head was a large brilliant crown. Her hands were raised in prayer. Everyone thought this must be the Virgin Mary standing with St. Joseph on her right and St. John the Evangelist, on her left. There was also an altar seen and on the altar was a lamb with a cross. This group was surrounded by a host of angels. Other villagers reported seeing a bright light in the direction of the church. Inexplicable healings followed this apparition sighting and a modern basilica has been built to honour the vision. When we dowsed at the original church site, we detected strong ley energies radiating from the south gable of the church. Sometimes, energies are increased around the time of feast-days, though August 21 is no special day for the church or the members of the apparition. We also dowsed around the modern basilica and found no energies of any significance. 

We also visited Knock in County Mayo, to walk up the mountain of Croach Patrick. It takes more than three hours and it is said Saint Patrick, the Patron saint of Ireland, walked this route. It is said that 1560 years ago, Saint Patrick washed his food bowl in a stream that runs down the mountain and we did the same with our sandwich containers. One and a half million people visit each year to ascend the conical shape mountain which rises to 762 meters above sea level and offers magnificent views of the Atlantic Ocean, an amazingly changing sky and the beautiful green Irish countryside. In 1994, there was an archaeological dig of the croagh area and it was discovered that there is a Pre-Christian Celtic hill-fort on the mountain’s summit. This was were we held our circle and while me meditated an eagle was soaring on the air currents above us. This is the channelled message spoken spontaneously from Brian: “I am the Archangel Michael. I, Prince of the Fiery Seraphim, spoke to Moses from the burning bush and rescued Daniel from the lion’s den. I will weigh your soul on Judgment Day. My fiery disposition will provide a ray of light to show you the path to righteousness and safety. The eagle is my power animal and by its tooth and claw, I will defeat the great dragon at the end of days.” Article: Wendy Stokes

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