Sea Cave Alter ?

   

Well i finally did it after failing 18 months ago. Last time i attempted this 3 mile coastal walk from Tintagel to Boscastle i didnt get above half a mile before i couldnt climb the cliff steps. I just stood and looked at them. I couldnt physically climb them or even start too. Something was very wrong and a visit to the doctor eventually revealed i had a vitamin B12 shortage...Anyway feeling in much better health this year i relished completing the walk, after all i had a distinct feeling there was something  waiting there me ....

It wasnt long before i found a sea cave. It was angled so i couldnt see inside from any direction. Suddenly a large block of quartz caught my eye, next how flat and table shaped it was gave me an odd feeling. Of course next i noticed how the over hanging slate seemed angle like a roof giving shelter. Getting nearer was impossible as it was on the edge of a shear drop. Ive heard the mystic Dion Fortune used a sea cave around there for her magick. Is this an alter ? I'd say so. It is definitely man made. Its not beyond reason to think this may well be that very cave. Well i like to think so.

When finally walking past i got a distinct atomosphere of the past i used to get when i was heavily into this scene. It felt like bumping into the old me. It was a nostalgic feeling and only on passing did it fade and then a great sadness came over me for a while. It soon passed, but that feeling of past moons and malarkey stayed with me. I feel there is some essence of me here. Its odd. Instinct tells me im part of something forever now...

Madonna - Dear Jessie lyrics

One of the greatest changes in my life has been the discovery of different realities when visiting Cornwall's esoteric centre in Tintagel. There is an area linked to the mythical legends that at first appears quaint or even tacky, but this cannot belie the fact that something that bends reality resides there. Or we could call this an thinning of the veil. This seems a childish thing say, but our past fantasies can seem to manifest in these areas, however silly or fantastic.
  During the everyday battle of existence is tempered by the thought in the back of my brain that yes, there is more to life than what I see on a day to day basis. What a relief. My, god what a relief.

Of Fairys and Flowers ?

I  have recently returned from a holiday in Tintagel, Cornwall. Despite having visited this mystical centre several times over the last few years I managed this time to stumble across something new to me and totally unexpected. During my last few visits I got the urge to walk down a foot path that was situated in a dark wooded section of road that leads to nearby Boscastle. Poor weather had prevented me from
 exploring this path other years, but I made a special effort to walk it this year.
   After a few minutes walk down a wooded ravine I came to a rather dark dank water mill ruin that had a fairy offering site nearby. Many people had tied ribbons and the like to a bush and left the names of deceased friends and family along with money offerings on a tiny alter. Despite the rather dirty muddy surroundings I smelt a strong sweet smell of flowers, but didn't think too much of it. Interestingly on a nearby rock face there were what are thought to be Bronze Age carvings...My daughter left some money on a fairy alter to ,which had gone the next day.... but I think a more worldly explanation may be due for that ! ?
   Now what really surprised me happened the next day, and totally caught me off guard. As I walked down Tintagel high street a random elderly couple suddenly stopped me and asked where the strong smell of flowers was coming from ? They said it appeared as I walked past them and wanted to know why ? They were totally forth right in suggesting it was emanating from me ! I tried to laugh it off but they were persistent in blaming me for the smell. I was rather bemused at the time and gradually a little more convinced when I remembered what someone had told me before I set off from home...
   Now you my think this story is nothing more than coincidence....but before I left home to go on holiday someone had a visit from a Psychic who suggested her house smelled of flowers despite her having none. She remarked on this too me before I set off on holiday. Add this fact to what happened to me in Tintagel and I don't think anyone can deny that something odd is happening here.  I'm not saying I believe in faery's but there is a supernatural connection going on here and even the most ardent sceptic must admit this is at least a bizarre chain of events ?

Of Water And Women In Pink

Well, well it doesn't take long for some strange new circumstances to arise. Two new things are worthy of a post. Today two people I know very well saw a neighbour of theirs walking on our single track road. They drove past her. Nothing unusual there, but as these two people had forgotten something they had to turn round and go back home. They did this immediately after passing our walking neighbour , on doing a u -turn they found she had vanished  ! She had not had time to go anywhere, besides its a single track road. Where did she go ? The worst part though is that they said she was uncharacteristically wearing PINK . This immediately reminded me of the woman in pink that appeared on a photo I took at Boscastle. This has rattled me.


Said neighbours husband recently bought a fresh car a while ago too. It was second hand, and a distinctive green colour. The first time I saw it a woman with curly short blond hair was driving it, so when my neighbour was driving the car a few weeks later I asked him who the woman was who he had bought the car off, as I told him I had seen her in the distinctive car before he had bought it. He replied that he had driven the car home after buying it and that no woman had ever driven the car to his home. It wasn't a local car either... I was somewhat embarrassed as he must have though I sounded like a complete lunatic ! I saw this woman in the car clearly too as I edged past her slowly on our narrow country lane. I was not mistaken.

Unfortunately this nieghbour is gravely ill at the moment and I think it may be terminal, or so its been suggested by his family. Im not sure if this has any leaning on the above events. These are worrying days. Very real and disturbing things are happening around me. Tonight a water tap switched its self on full blast, and by several turns at that, spraying my bathroom with water as I sat in the bath. Even by my standards that's an alarming water incident. I worry what this means....

Eyes Shut Tight

The below photograph is starting to get to me . I will be honest here , I haven't really dealt with it properly yet . Its been nearly 2 years . I daren't look at it to long as there is no rational way round it . A woman in a white shoal , white shoes and a bright pink dress , her arms folded defiantly staring directly at me . Sometimes I tell myself she was posing for someone behind me higher up the hill taking a photograph , but she wasn't there when I took mine . I was tired that night as Id just arrived after a long drive , but I would have seen a woman in bright pink . This photo is nightmarish as it leaves me no choice but accept it is the unseen captured . She or it knew I was coming . Tonight every part of me wants to return .

Boscastle Enigma

                                          Just who was she ? Or what was she ?

Something is very odd here . None of the figures on here look real .The men behind look like their legs are partly below ground level . The whole photo has a clumsy look to it . These people were not there when I took the photo . Im still disturbed by this picture and I know some will think its a clumsy fake ... but due to my growing number of page views on this blog I expect someone must know something .

Boscastle Harbour

On the right of this photo you can see a " blow hole " where the sea exists a sea cave . This process has cut a tunnel through the peninsula over many years . The entrance the water comes in at is large , the hole it exists is small , hence the water is at high pressure and vapourised . It also produces a rhythmic boom that sounds like thunder . I will never forget that sound , ever . To sit by the cave listening to noise caused by the rhythm of the sea while watching the sun go down is one of the most truly life affirming experiences ive had . If I had more time to explore this area who knows what else I would discover . Each time I visit I see a little more of whats hidden . This place is a wonderland that will test your sanity . I will be surprised if Glastonbury can top this , very surprised indeed . A part of me will always be in Boscastle . This place shouldn't be possible , but it is !!!

The real fields.... ? ( nope , I aint saying that word ! )

Tonight I watched a rather striking music video that was brought to my attention . Cue watery caves and moonlight reflections . Yes , that brought back many memories of a time not so long ago . There is a cave in Cornwall at Tintagel called Merlin's Cave that fills up at high tide from both ends . Its a strange place as at one end it is light and has a nice sand bank at the entrance  , and at the other end is a dark sterile gully that is open to the rough sea . Halfway between these two points is a dark black cavity that gets no sun light . The sound of the sea at the gully end in the dark part of the cave leads to a dangerous atmosphere and its not possible I found to stop there long .
    I love that cave . Once as I came out of it the church bells of the nearby St Micheal's started chiming and as I looked out to sea I saw a Tornado heading toward the shore about a mile away . It was sucking up the sea water into the sky .
    My heart is in Tintagel , well it was a strange time then . I believe you don't have to physically  visit this cave to make use of it . I guess its called  Merlin's  cave for a reason . Never write off the cheesy or the kitch because beneath there maybe treasure or a hidden power house . This figures as the nearby St Micheal's and supposed lay lines add kudos to this idea or view I have .
   I normally explore places like this after the sun has gone down and after most of the tourists have gone after a hot day and dusk closes in , also I like to be on my own though I dream of a like minded person to accompany me who is open to the mystical sights . Two heads might come up with more . Of course lifes social side and conventional practicality's will never see this happen ( actually to dismiss this little dream entirely feels like blasphemy somehow , why is that I wonder , strange ) One day this will happen I believe , but It will be in my twilight years as an old man . I know that sounds odd but I just feel it .

Boscastle, Flash Flood

Pan - Boscastle

Archetype ?

I took this photograph at Boscastle in June 2012  having just arrived one evening . I have been going there on holiday for about four years now .  It was only three months later when looking at my holiday photo's on a laptop that I noticed the woman in the pink dress , white shoal and shoes . I returned last year to the position I took the photo from and it would have been impossible to have missed seeing her originally,  which opens up all sorts of questions . Why is she stood dressed like that staring directly at me ? She doesn't even really look there at all . Something is odd about her positioning . If you zoom in on her unfortunately she blurs but you ( well I do ) feel a very strong presence about her . Sadly some will think its a  " photo shop " trick . She may even be of this world . If that is so then she is really making a point of being noticed . Of course the figure is female ! I don't recall if the moon was full though . There are two men behind her . One looks like he is taking a photo of the bay by the way his hands are at his head . Giving his position I doubt he has anything to do with the pink figure . I don't think he is even aware of her given his body language . But just look at the body language of the woman in pink !!! Its screams " I'm here ! "
 You can see the quartz crystal layers in the magnetic rock . Maybe this effects events there , I don't know. Anyway  I have waited quite a while for the right moment to post this . I now feel it can do no harm to share this image . All I can say is it feels very personal to me. I never tire of looking at it . If anyone can zoom in and " clean up " the image I would be very interested in the results .  I think she is connected to Isis  . As all my strange events have been manifested by women  .
  This summer a large wicker Pan has sprung up outside the Witchcraft Museum meaning the end of Isis there i think . I dont pretend to understand the concept of Pan as its not in my nature but I know he is connected to fatherhood and moving on from overwhelming emotional circumstances . Is that also the way im going ? No wonder life is so confusing at the moment .....

Good old Boscastle....

Boscastle . Ground zero ?

Tonight I find myself looking back  four years to an event which kick started my whole mystical journey . I was on holiday in Cornwall and decided to visit Boscastle .The village had been on the news because of a sudden torrent of water tearing through it the previous  summer so I thought id check out how the repairs were going , it being now the following spring . Im sure if you google the word Boscastle youll find film of the dramatic event ...
. I was particularly stressed about a personal situation that lay ahead for me that I could not avoid when I was to return back home . At the same time I felt exhilarated  that this situation was occurring ! Good times could be ahead I imagined  but also I knew so was extreme fear , almost paralysing me . A heady mixture then . I cannot stress how scared I was for my future then . I was in a state of mental terror to be honest.
 Anyway while I was fishing from the cliff tops I got a terrible feeling I was unwelcome there . An uncomfortable feeling like I was desecrating the area and that someone wanted me to leave . I have never felt so uncomfortable in any place before . The bass sound of the sea at low tide was booming in a sea cave below me and that was also making me feel strange  . I can still recall that atmosphere  even now.  I left and returned down the cliff path . Feeling I was being  followed I turned round to see a young woman walking about 15 meters behind me . Her long brown hair fell over her face just like in the  film " The Grudge " . Stupid as that sounds its was exactly like that . Her head was looking at the ground  Her whole face was hidden . This alarmed me so I paused to gaze  , she kept walking  but she  never seemed to get any nearer   and the odd thing was as she walked her feet moved conventionally but her head remained at a steady level as giving a very strong impression she was gliding not walking behind me . My wife also confirmed later this woman was watching me intensely while I fished earlier from a higher position up on some rocks  . At the bottom of the path we waited on a bridge ready to catch her coming round the corner unawares so as to get a good look at her . Well her hair was still falling completely over her face and  she seemed uneasy when she had to walk directly at us so she  turned reluctantly it seemed into a youth hostel doorway and disappeared .
 She didn't move or look real. She seemed very uncomfortable or maybe intensely shy as though she couldn't wait to get away .Her body language suggested she was in a daze or feeling lost
 Another strange thing was how easy it was to walk up the footpaths  around the coast . I felt almost weightless as though I was being helped . Maybe this has something to do with the layers of quartz that lie in seams in the ground . The rocks around Boscastle and Tintagel are also magnetic . The combination I believe made this event happen or influenced it . Quartz being a crystal of course . 
 I came across a poem on the net by a Boscastle resident about a woman on the path . Maybe she is known to appear to others ?
 On returning home I told a friend and he suggested I read Dion Fortunes The Sea Priestess which blew my mind really . This is not the only strange event to happen and the second one I have on a photograph and it still haunts me now, Last year a lone woman wearing a white shoal and long pink dress is watched me across the other side of the harbour as the sun was setting . She has her arms folded , She is short and quite stout . I didn't notice her on my photo for several months . How I missed this I don't know . How I didn't see her when taking the photo I don't know . She is also focused intently watching me too .
 You know to really capture how this all felt accurately I could spend all day editing and rewriting  to distill the true emotions I felt . These words don't do it justice . This is only one small story . This is a problem when explaining mystical experiences . It just felt this way at the time .....

http://youtu.be/SxweiRNlHbo     Film of the flood !!!

View from Merlins sea cave in Tintagel

Boscastle 2013

I have just got back from Tintagel after an eight hour drive . Yes the area is special alright .  Visited Boscastle most evenings when the heat was fading to watch the sun setting over the sea . Interestingly a wicca  ( see what I did there ? ) model of Pan with his pipes has appeared and in no way was that linked to the  guy I saw sprinting up the cliff side path to reach his girlfriend silhouetted black against the sun set on top of the rocky out crop . No , to link the two events would be delusional.....

Stormy Boscastle

Holidays

The idea of going to Cornwall this summer is growing increasingly tempting . Things i saw there are now being made clear . At the time Rachel's pregnancy rocked me as did a funeral that awaited me when i got home . Until then Tintagel made me so happy .The coastal walks and the castle and sea caves..... A place of true magic only unlocked by you . Sometimes it may take months to sink in but the Boscastle area is a hive of experiences. A land of fairy tale physcological , primitive , esoteric experiences !!!
  To go back now things are more settled and goals have been achieved would be good but without the tension would it deliever ? Mmmmmm  who cares i win either way....

Tintagel

On TV last night it said the rock around Tintagel and " Merlin's " cave in Cornwall contained magnetic minerals so strong they could disorientate a compass ! Only at this late hour do i find out why this is relevant . What else do i not know ? Is this also at Boscastle ?

Photos of this strange year

Boscastle harbour . Whats bizzare about this photo ? Zoom in my chemical brother ....

Cornwall  sea cave / June / Physcotic blogger ???

Back door view ! Dent / June

Orbs or rain drops ? Whernside fell 5.30 am August   NOT THE MOON

Boscastle sunset

Elvis gets run over

Mirror image ?

After hanging my new sea picture i noticed when it was reflected in the big mirror on the opposite wall it looks like the enterance to Boscastle harbour . Wierd.