The Stone Circle and the Tree

Circles:

We live in circles.

Large and small.

Circles of life and circles of learning.

Circles of new beginnings and circles of endings.

Circles of death and circles of rebirth.

In these circles, we have access to the codes for healing ourselves and the world.

Through these circles, we learn to change, to become one with ourselves and one with all.

As one of our circles expands and changes, they all do.

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The plane landed in Dublin, Ireland. My travel companions and I consisted of myself; my stepdaughter Keisha, Suzanna, and her husband Buck, a seasoned Vietnam war veteran. Keisha was our elected driver. We had anticipated that it would be tricky to drive on the other side of the road with a steering wheel on the right-hand side of the car- but we couldn’t have anticipated the extreme challenge of what it would take to navigate through a new city with narrow streets and one-way roads under hazy and debilitating jet lag.

We found our way to the “motor way,” Irelands name for freeway, and all four of our travel party struggled to stay awake, including our driver.

As my eyelids draped low and my head bobbed, my consciousness would drift to an image of a large and beautiful tree.

I would shudder awake, trying to keep conversation going for Keisha, only to nod off again. The image of the tree was there.

I saw it as if from a bird’s view; lime green Irish grass vibrantly pulsing around it like a heartbeat- a ripple in the water created by a thrown stone. The tree- it’s life force, emanating out.

Awake, again. Every time I dosed, the tree, again and again.

“I need to stop. I need to find coffee.” Keisha sighed and pulled off the next closest exit. Using GPS, we found a Gastric Pub and sipped hot tea, coffee and ate local Irish Fare.

After a brief reprise, Buck, took to the wheel of the vehicle. We chose to leave the “motor way” and navigate back roads to Grange Circle. The oldest and biggest stone circle in Ireland.

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A white knuckled journey, driving through green velvet coated rolling hills on winding roads flanked by crumbling rock fences, preceded finding the stone circle.

I’ve never seen green like the color in Ireland- even after having had spent the past two days in Scotland. It’s unlike any other green and filled with magic that seems to shimmer from it.

Grabbing my camera and gear from our car rental, I started up the shallow hill, within a few steps, I gasped.

There was the tree. She had drawn me forth like a banshee beckons and I was humbly standing at her threshold.

I felt the impulse to kneel as one would do so before royalty or the Goddess, but stood quietly unmoving instead.

“That’s the tree in my vision.” I whispered to my companions. I had shared about the visions of her during lunch. “I think it’s a guardian tree.” I continued.

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“Oh, I can feel that.” Suzanna said, rubbing the goosebumps that arose on her arms. “Did you?” she turned towards Keisha, who faltered her step. “I definitely feel something.” She agreed. A subtle sound like a swarm of bees was humming through the air. I searched the trees and surrounding area for a beehive but saw none.

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Stepping towards the tree, I did so with reverence. Her weathered ribboned trunk wrapped like a sherpas blanket around the West Stone in the circle, stretching up to the sky and into the Earth. It was late afternoon, not quite sunset.

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“I’m here.” I whispered. Acknowledging I had obeyed her beckoning. “May we enter?” I breathed.

A flow of deep energy traveled through me. I felt the lifting sensation and knew we had permission. The buzzing sound subsided.

Remembering the Lemurian Crystal that I had thrown into my backpack, as if on whim, I retrieved it.

Suzanna and I placed our hands on the tree, a channeled message was given from her, the Lemurian Pink Quartz Crystal held firmly upon the ancient West Stone.

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We were instructed to walk counterclockwise in full and then to enter the stone circle and walk clockwise; holding the crystal point upwards towards the sky. In order to do this, we both had to leap across the deep ditch of the initiate’s path. Suzanna, almost 70 years in age, and I jumped with locked hands.

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After completing the second inner clockwise circle, we followed the footsteps of those who lived thousands of years before us, up the pathway from the East and into the heart of the circle. Ready to receive the reason we were called to be here.

Using breathwork and channeling and tears we learned and changed. Messages from the Sacred Akasha within the Akashic Records were revealed to us. Breadcrumbs offered about our destiny paths.

The energy around me was swirling as if in the eye of a hurricane, the circular vortex of land and sky and stone becoming a symphony of pleasure and mystery around us. Glancing around, the trickle of other tourists that had been there upon arrival had disappeared. We were miraculously gifted a half hour alone in the circle with privacy.

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Among the downloaded messages, was the understanding that this energy- this understanding of connection to stone circles and all circles was to be brought forth and shared. Part of our promise before this life, was to connect to the circles and to share the connection with others.

There would be a teaching to come soon, about the world tree we all share and the sacred geometry that the universe is organized in; and that we are part of.

Just as the center of the trunk of the tree feeds and flows energy to and through every branch and root; so it is that our hearts and minds are the micro and macro of all that is. As we emanate peace and harmony within; the world tree receives. This is the power of the individual in the whole. The sacred geometry being the building blocks of all life, all patterns, the structure of all truth and integrity. From the cells in our body, the DNA we are, the fractal growth we experience. We exhale; the tree breathes. The tree exhales; we breathe. All are connected. The circle is one. As above, so below. This is what achieves world peace; peace within.

This circle was connected to all circles across the globe and through them, all knowledge and wisdom of all ancients is woven together. Through the ley lines and water- they filter the codes and frequencies to us all.