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What’s Magic about Merlin’s Cave?

By Candace.

Yesterday I went to Merlin’s Cave under Tintagel in Cornwall. As soon as stepping inside the cave one knows it feels different, and this time I worked out what the difference is. This cave is only accessible when the tide is out, and when the tide returns it fills with water. Walk inside at low tide and you enter a space that is both water and air. Around you are the water elementals, present in a space that is theirs 12 hours a day, and anywhere that is full of elementals feels magic and dense with energy to us. These elementals were unfamiliar and nameless to me – there are more elementals in the sea than on land.

Merlin's Cave 1I’ve scheduled a Bluebells and Elementals workshop on May 4th, bank holiday Monday near Reigate in Surrey, http://www.candacecaddick.com/calendar/bluebells-and-elementals/. If you’ve wondered which elementals are in the woods, and who is contributing to that intense energy please contact me on http://www.candacecaddick.com/contact/.

Merlin's Cave 2

©Candace Caddick

Bluebell Woods

By The Green Man

Greetings! I am one of the elementals known as a Green Man. We are woodland beings, and this is our favourite time of year when the trees come into leaf and the bluebells spring up in the sunshine. We value the quiet and restfulness of the winter months, but the life force of spring and its rapid growth is electrifying for us to experience. The richness of summer follows where every leaf is in its prime and fully grown, then the beauty and colours of autumn when the fruit and nuts have completed their slow growth.

This week the bluebells are reaching their peak of beauty in England. They have been spreading rapidly in the last few years as people are beginning to protect their habitat. As elementals we wait for them to burst out of the ground in spring and submerge ourselves in the scent and blueness, and many of us travel long distances to do so. Why?

Bluebells bring to you something no domestic flower ever will, they draw you away from your homes to the woodlands to marvel at their beauty. In many places the ground is densely blue as far as the eye can see. There are very few places where you can experience any flower with such intensity. All flowers vibrate, and bluebells have the effect of cleansing you and lifting your consciousness ever higher. They are increasing in numbers to coincide with the need for humanity to rise up to keep pace with the planet’s vibration. Even if you never visit the bluebells woods they change the entire planet once a year when they flower. Nothing takes place in isolation.

Elementals visit the bluebells woods as tourists for the sheer beauty of the spectacle, just as you may enjoy a visit to an art gallery or a ballet. They balance us, and after a colourless winter we enjoy first the yellow of the daffodils and then the blueness of the bluebells. Afterwards there are more and more colours everywhere for us to absorb before we are saturated with their vibrations. We know this is happening to us, but it is also the same for you. Sometimes you will only need one afternoon to absorb all you need from any type of flower.

Early this winter we planted special bluebells, held back until the Earth had renewed itself. These are flowering right now, and they will help you adjust to the changes in the planet. Bluebells trumpet the beginning of new life on the planet through their tiny flowers shaped like horns. By absorbing their wildness outside in the woods you leave behind some of your winter staleness. (see: http://www.candacecaddick.com/2013/01/new-years-day-in-the-bluebell-woods/, http://www.candacecaddick.com/2011/04/life-in-the-bluebell-woods/, http://www.candacecaddick.com/2011/04/destination-bluebell/ )  Bluebells help you with their sweet wild natures, their colour and the purity of their setting. The woods have been cleansed of winter.

I love bluebells.

©Candace Caddick

New Year’s Day in the Bluebell Woods

A bluebell wood

I slithered around in the mud (walked) in a local bluebell wood today, and the low winter sun made the tree bark shine with light. I like to see what the Earth is up to day by day, and as I looked around the wood the light was shining upwards very strongly. Kneeling on the ground were many figures of light, almost as big as humans in size, and they were planting something in the soil. There were hundreds of these elementals, and I asked them what they were planting. They were busy planting sparkly energy bulbs into the dirt, and they said “Wait until Spring, it’s going to be the best Spring you ever saw in the woods.” That’s something for us to look forward to.

I just went back and reread my article of January 1, 2011 by the Archangel Esmariel, and I don’t think I could say it any better right now. If you would like to read about New Year’s Resolutions, please read: www.candacecaddick.com/2011/01/new-year%E2%80%99s-resolutions/

H A P P Y  N E W  Y E A R !

Greek Gods?

Greek Gods

My daughter and I were sitting under a tree in my garden today that has some bluebells blooming around the base. There was a very large elemental standing there, one of the ones that looks a bit like an elephant. I got to talking to it about my garden and why it was visiting here.

He said that my garden looked and felt different because we loved it, took care of it, and interacted with the garden itself. We respected it for what it is. Obviously ours is not the only garden that has this kind of relationship with the humans who live in them. I could feel the gardens stretching beyond the fences on my side of the road, and many of them felt as hard as a paved road, while ours felt loose like a dug-over vegetable patch allowing the energy of the Earth to rise up, while the energy of the universe dropped down into it. He said he would show us what elementals see, and we saw the energy rising up from the Earth in waves looking like the Northern Lights.

As we looked up we could see beings resting on the upward flow of the Earth’s energy, layer after layer of them. They were supported by it and had a very relaxed posture, and they looked a bit like we do only white in colour. They had cities, and paid no attention to us; we weren’t sure they could even see us. I thought is this what the ancient Greeks described as the home of the Gods, where they lived on clouds? Were they able to see more clearly through the veils we are wrapped in back then? Is this what other people may have thought were angels in heaven?

Destination Bluebell

Winkworth Arboretum

Winkworth again

After writing the last article about bluebells I went back into the woods everyday in the nice weather to see what was happening, and the activity kept changing.  My main question was “why was there an elemental there as a tourist?” There had to be a reason. For us, to enjoy the outdoors and “fairyland” takes us out of our houses and re-acquaints us with the beauty of the natural world. What does an elemental get out of it?

The various woods I visited last week all had the dwarf-sized beings gathering energy from each flower. In the woods themselves if you listened you could hear the humming and harmonics made by the flowers, which was more noticeable than their evening scent. The sound goes around their bell-shaped flowers in a spiral and comes out of the end, and is what draws in the elemental visitors.

I could see a blue lens forming and sitting above the flowers, and the Earth shining through the lens. Blue light shone through, like a stained glass window with the sun behind it. She shines her light through the flowers to intensify the experience of their carpet of blooms, as a gift. Humming flowers, blue light, fragrance, spring green leaves, tree trunks and a blue carpet underneath everything: I find myself in such beauty that there is no other option but to stop and go no further.

Life is a journey and events and days add up and take you forward. A bluebell woods is a destination, its there to enjoy for a little while every spring, a place to stop and listen and be in the company of other happy beings. I went to Pookchurch Woods and said “Hi” to the workers in those bluebells, and “I get it, bluebells are the destination, not the journey!” There were various comments along the lines of “Yay! A human finally understands. That’s got to be a good thing.”

The flowers are starting to fade now, but there are still plenty here in my own garden and in the local parks and woods. When they finish the focus will shift to something else.