Germany and Poland

April of 2007

          Cesco and I had found by the end of our trip in June of 2007, that most, if not all of Scandanavia, was under a sheng canopy . In addition, the sheng canopy , which had formed over southern and western Germany in June of 2006, had extended up through the northwestern part of Germany, as well as into Denmark, and eastern Sweden so far north as Göteborg. I was curious as to whether this sheng canopy had crossed the Baltic south into the eastern part of Germany and Poland.

          Merlina, who posted on Georg’s German language forum at that time, offered to drive me about and show me some of the prehistoric megalithic sites on the way. She had some business in Poland as well, and so the eastern part of the trip would be compatible with her work schedule. I flew into Frankfurt on April 19, and took the train to her home town in the German State of North Rhine-Westphalia. The sheng canopy was already over that part of Germany (as I had known before coming), but together with EO, known as Wasserbrun on the German forum, we opened several latent vortices in the neighborhood. EO helped us much by working with Merlina in making the excellent TBs for use on the trip, and by pouring a new base for a CB , which made its way into Merlina’s yard. Actually we worked together on the CB , but EO did most of the work (more skillfully than I could have).

          It was not until Tuesday that Merlina could get away for our trip east, so we had time to visit various interesting sites in the neighborhood.

          One such place was a forest of beach trees, which for years had been used as a source of firewood. The practice had been not to cut whole trees down, but to cut part of a tree off for the wood, and let the rest of the tree grow up again, once more to be maimed for further wood some years later, in an repeating process.

The feeling of the qi in those trees was not happy, and it was not exactly a pleasant stroll that we took through that forest. Merlina, who has a remarkable ability to communicate with the elementals of the trees, first asked, and then received permission to walk through, but that did not mean that the trees were happy about it. Merlina led me to the area where the deva responsible for that forest, was wont to dwell. She was at home when we arrived, and we tried to do what we could for her.
          We visited several megalithic sites in the area, in which troubled old souls lingered, and through which various sha lines passed. We used the 6-TB circle method to treat the lines, and to remove the ingrained negative feel from the places, and then Merlina employed her skills to help many of the souls to leave. In most such cases, she told me, the souls rise when leaving. But there was one site, comprised of a large field of burial mounds in a peat bog, where the old souls went down, instead of up.

This may have had something to do with the old heathen view, that while those slain in battle went to Valhalla, most men and women went to the domain of Hela inside the earth via a ship made of nails (Nagelfar). This hell was not a place of eternal torture such as is the modern view, but a place where the souls could find peace.
          The megalithic site which I found most interesting, was a place not notable for a plethora of old souls, but for the presence of an old old sheng being which, although unattended, had survived the centuries. It reminded me much of the circle of "stanes" to which Paddy had taken Cesco, Rich, and myself in the Aberdeen region of Scotland the previous year, in that in that place also, the sheng being was still present. But here the stones were not set in a circle -- rather in two parallel lines, perhaps forty yards in length, and ending in semicircle. Midway between these two lines of stones flowed a line of qi through the earth, which was not of positive feeling. We buried a circle of 6 TBs on this line to make it so. There was what appeared to be one old grave on the line, with a ghost, to which Merlina gave succor.
          The sheng being was a very respectable and powerful spirit, and gave instructions on how to rejuvenate the stones, as well as the passage of qi through them. This part of the process was quite similar to the treatment of those stones in Scotland a year previous. Though few of the stones here were missing, some were tipped over on their sides, and into these in particular it was necessary to deposit some special qi . The process of restoring the natural flow of qi through the stones, involved, among other things, moving the qi rapidly through the stones in a continuous manner for a period of time, perhaps about five minutes. And this required rapid whirling about in one place, in a counter-clockwise direction near the center of the semicircle at one end of the stones. It seemed remarkable to me that at the end of this process, I experienced no dizziness, though the centrifugal force persisted for a half minute or so after the whirling, holding my back pressed against one of the stones. This whirling had also occurred as part of the treatment in Scotland, where it had been of even longer duration. As we left, the presence of the spirit appeared much stronger, and the place more powerful, than when we had come.

          Another remarkable place of power to which Merlina took us, was a configuration of large rocks on a hill, called "das hochende Weib" or "the squatting woman". The power of this place was more subtle, and seemed much to be contained in the stones themselves. Here is Merlina’s description of our experience there (translated from her German):


          The rocks make up part of a sandstone formation in the Teutoberger Forest, a mountain range about 120 kilometers southeast of the Externsteine . The name "squatting woman" derives from an old saga, concerning a woman who lived during those prehistoric times, when the sea reached up into the mountains. She is said to have saved her children during a fast rising flood by placing them up upon her shoulders. When at last the waters had subsided, the children were safe, but the woman had turned into stone.
          The part represented to tourists as being the "squatting woman", actually lies behind the rocks which we visited, and exhibits little power, along with a somewhat dreary atmosphere. The real power center, fortunately, is less well known. It seems to be in a continuous state of flux. Although the place is not large, it is easy to lose oneself therein, due to a lack of orientation. Ever new figures seem to appear in the stones, much as they do in the Externsteine, but here they are not of human type: rather they are predominantly of primordial animal form, such as turtles and lizards. Only shortly before Laozu’s visit did I first see three recumbent human figures, wearing crowns.


          During our visit, Laozu discovered a number of spiritual entities, some of which were negative. He distributed qi using various movements, back and forth and round about, until the entities became satisfied, now giving a positive impression. It was strenuous work, as dark beings began (and continued) to crowd in from all sides, some seeking healing. Appare/ntly word had spread through the neighborhood rapidly. Finally however, all seemed to be satisfied, and the place surely will be better for this work.

          On Tuesday we headed east. I knew that the sheng canopy stretched at least as far in that direction as Hannover, since Cesco and I had been there two years before.
          We reckoned that if the canopy held, so that we did not have to stop to open new latent vortices, we might make it to Ravensbrück by nightfall. And so it turned out. Ravensbrück, a small town near Fürstenberg in the northeastern part of Germany, was the sight of the WWII concentration camp

which had mainly housed women and children. Merlina felt that this place in particular needed work, and she made no mistake. Many of the old buildings, fences, etc. have been preserved, and there is now a youth hostel on the edge of the grounds above a lake. We spent the night at the hostel, but had an hour or so before dark during which we could explore, pretty much by ourselves. There were two sha lines which intersected the grounds of the camp, and which contributed to the pain of the place. Though we were not permitted within the surrounding brick walls and barb wire fences, we found good places outside on the lines, to bury the 6-TB circles. Afterwords, Merlina did work with the spirits.

          Next morning morning we crossed into Poland near Szczecin, or Stettin, as the old German name for the city is spelled. This part of Europe was part of Prussia, before the end of WWII. Many of the towns in northwestern Poland have two names, one Polish and one German (though in these days the German name usually appears on the maps only in parentheses). These towns often had both a Catholic and a Lutheran church. Since so many Germans fled the area at the end of the war, with the advance of the Russians, those Lutheran churches are much less used, and some no longer open at all. The Catholic churches, on the other hand, are flourishing, and to a remarkable degree (not only there, but throughout Poland).
          About 300 kilometers east of the border we passed out from under the sheng canopy . That it had spread so far east over Polish territory, I attribute to its moving down from Scandanavia in the north. Our first vortex in Poland was located in the countryside, some distance outside the city of Brodnica, in some woods on private property. We drove up the private road, and Merlina parked some distance from the house, so as not to impose on the owner’s privacy. The owner and his family spoke no English, no German, nor could he even understand the few words of Russian I know. So it was with difficulty I tried to let him know I craved permission for a few minutes walk in the woods behind his house. He viewed me with some suspicion; his son with much curiosity. After about five minutes his facial expression began to change from suspicion to resignation, and he indicated with his hands that I could go into the woods, but only by myself. Ten minutes later I was back and the vortex was open. Just the boy was in the yard now, and I thanked him -- he repeated the same words back to me with a smile. Merlina comment: While I was waiting in the car for Laozu to come back from the woods, I got an idea that perhaps I could help release the tension of the situation. As appreciation for permission to open the vortex, I began to invoke a positive energy of thankfulness, of quiet, and of trust, into the house and its owners. At any event, the dog stopped his nerve-killing barking, the grownups went into the house, and no one was bothered now about the strange car in the driveway. Tranquillity had returned, and the boy went back to playing in the yard. It was just as if the grownups had forgotten about the matter, and had gone on with their normal daily affairs. It’s not too far-fetched to imagine, that it was just at this time that Laozu opened the vortex.

          We reached our destination for the day, a small town near Olsztyn, just at dark. Here was where Merlina had business, and we spent the next two days in the neighborhood. We were staying with a member of the Ermland-Mazur Society of Women of German Ancestry in Poland. The family of the people at whose home we stayed, had lived on the property for over a century, and our hostess was able to give us some sense of history of the place. The area was charming, with lakes, woods, fields, and storks;

and all the trees and plants were bursting into life with spring.
          By next morning, the sheng canopy had caught up with us: it was overhead, its boundary being just a short distance to the east. After Merlina’s business in the morning, we were given a tour of the area and introduction to the history of the region. One interesting stop was in Rastenburg, where the ruins of the Nazi command headquarters in East Prussia are located. It was here that von Stauffenberg’s abortive assassination attempt on Hitler’s life took place in July of ’44. Later that year, with the advance of the Russian army, the site was abandoned and destroyed, and what we saw were what was left of the concrete bunkers.

It was not a nice place, but its feeling was nowhere nearly as bad as that of the concentration camps we had visited.
          During the drive back to our quarters, I noticed a rather strong latent vortex, not far from Lake Sniardwy, the largest lake in Poland. Merlina’s next meeting was not until the afternoon of the following day, so in the morning, we drove around the lake and found the vortex. She called it the "Buddha Vortex", because it was in a muddy swamp-like area, and reference is often made in Buddhist teaching to the beautiful lotus flower, which often blooms in the midst of a muddy (and sometimes foul smelling) location. This Buddha vortex was strong, and by the next day, had extended the sheng canopy eastward into Russia.

          On the morrow we continued our trip in earnest, finding another vortex near a beautiful and smaller lake in the region around Augustow, about 30 kilometers from the Lithuania-BeloRus-Poland border. Thence we turned south, and found another latent vortex south of Bialystok, off in the woods by a field. Driving away, we were cheered on by sylphs.


          Further south, northwest of Brest, where the Belorus border juts into Poland, we came across a type of vortex I had only seen a couple times earlier, the most notable northeast of the Kalahari in South Africa, about a year before. Most vortices come to the earth’s surface in a small area, and there are from one to a dozen or so points, usually within a circle of less than a 20 meter diameter, where they can be opened with TBs . But a few, like this one, can be opened over a larger area, perhaps a few kilometers in diameter, and here it not necessary to find precise points. These can be sometimes misleading, until one recognizes their character, for one thinks they are in one place, and then another, and then another. This one ran along the ridge of some hills, and it at one place crossed the road, and so it was simple to reach and open. It has been my experience that the result of opening these, when they can be found, is greater than opening the more normal type. However in this case, we did not have the luxury to stay until the next day, to confirm this.

          We had decided to visit the death camp in Lublin, if we could, and so drove in that general direction. At some point I became aware of a particularly strong vortex, quite a distance to the south, which turned out to be located in the suburbs north of Lublin, on a country road. It was not easy to navigate to that particular point, and when we finally arrived, it was nearly dark. Having done our work, and driving back towards the city looking for quarters for the night, we found that most places were either filled, or too expensive. Finally we came to a sign indicating a hotel some distance off the main road, and so drove in to investigate. We (especially Merlina, who had been doing all the driving) were pretty weary by that time. A young man (of foreign, not Polish, appearance) showed us what they had. It was a suite, with one large room, a medium room, and a large bathroom. There were several large beds, a large eating table, and was furnished in luxury. Oh oh, I said to myself: this is surely not in our budget. But the price the man quoted, after he spoke with his boss, was 100 zlotys, or about 25 euros. Both of us felt something was fishy here, but we were willing to try most anything at that point, and so we paid our money and spent the night. We ate our usual cheese sandwiches in luxury and left next morning, without mishap, bound for the Lublin camp.
          We changed two sha lines on the camp grounds to positive -- though in this place and time, we had to be more circumspect due to the many other visitors, and a policeman patrolling the grounds. Both the Nazis and the Russians had used this camp, and there were considerable information and photographs illustrating what it had been like in those times. Here is Merlina’s description of the camp, somewhat freely translated from the German:


          In the course of Laozu’s and my Polish trip, we visited two concentration camps for the purpose of eliminating accumulated negative energy. In his post about the trip, Laozu has already written something about the Ravensbrück camp, in which women and children were interned. Here, I mainly report on our work in the Majdenek camp.
          Majdanek, a district of the Polish city Lublin (located rather far to the east, and today not far from Poland’s eastern boundary), was the the first concentration camp of the SS in occupied Poland and, after Ausschwitz, the second largest extermination camp. It was in existence from October 1941 until July 1944, and during this period, according to official figures, there occurred about 78,000 executions. Unofficial figures are much higher, even if the high estimate of 1.5 million is discounted.
          When it became clear that the war was lost and the Russians were advancing, about 17,000 people were executed within just a few days near the end of 1943. I have forgotten the exact number. A mausoleum was built for the ashes of the dead, and these are presently on display under its dome.
          Russian propaganda has done a good job in creating a concrete representation of this abstract number, but it should not be concealed that these same Russians continued operation of this camp, though it is not well known exactly what they did there.
          We arrived at the camp early in the morning, since (to our good luck) someone in our luxury hotel about 6AM switched on the TV above my room. Thus, there were not many other visitors when we arrived. The site was situated originally in the outskirts of Lublin, but the city has since grown up around it, and now this frightful memorial intrudes into the midst of normal city life. The people of Lublin, however, seem to live with it.
          At first I was nearly sick from the presence of accumulated pain over the area. I observed uncounted souls, still present and apparently completely disoriented in a condition of absolute shock and horror, having not yet realized that all was in the past. This is what made the camp different from the one we visited earlier, and from other concentration and work camps I had formerly visited. In Ravensbrück there were no souls, only a negative spirit and much negative energy -- and in some other camps it was similar. In recent years, many groups have brought much useful energy to such places, even though they had no orgonite and could not neutralize all the negative energy. I have personal knowledge of such groups, in which have been some quite able people -- experienced and with spiritual power -- who have been active in Ausschwitz and other locations. However I am reasonably certain, from what we found at Majdenek, that no one had previously dealt with it. It lies far to the east, and out of the ordinary way.
          As said, I was seriously affected by the impressions of the place, and while Laozu worked changing a negative energy line to positive with a circle of TBs, I tried in my own way to bring help to this overpowering press of pain. Many spiritual helpers came to my aid in this process and, after some time, relief began to take form. The reversal of polarity of the energy line (from negative to positive qi ) had made the task much easier. The energy line, by the way, ran through the administration center on one side of the camp, across the grounds containing the barracks and, as we subsequently determined, through the execution grounds and the crematorium.


          One suspects, as in many other cases, that those who built the camp were aware of the properties and potential influence of these energy lines, and misused them for their own purposes, and for increasing their own power. If this is correct, then the design of the camp, in relation to those energy lines, shows that the unmistakable purpose of the camp was for extermination. One can imagine that the camp was constructed so that power structure could profit from the energies (fear, hate, despair, life energy etc.) released from the burning and killing. These are shocking thoughts, but plausible, and provide warning concerning responsible use of energy methods.
          As we pursued our investigations further into the camp, I became aware of a gathering of ravens, crows, and the like, all in one place. I have found in my work that such birds are always an indication of negative energies. My attention was particularly sharpened by a text message that had only just come in, from a friend who works with me in such matters: "in front of my window the ravens are cawing as if they were crazy. Where are you, and what are you doing?"
          Laozu and I both noted a tall deva moving about this place. She had no contact with the ground, but seemed to be continually trying to make such contact. On the energy plane, this ground appeared as an almost inconceivably horrible sight. I had never before seen such dry, warped, and foul energy, as was present here. For a second time that day, I was nearly knocked to the ground. We experimented with laying a circle of TBs on the spot, but this only rendered the pain stronger, and we were left to confront the problem with just mental methods. I don’t know the reason for this reaction to the orgonite: we had had a similar experience at the Ravensbrück camp, at a place occupied by a woeful spirit, and the effect of placing the orgonite was, in both cases, nearly unbearable.
          When we had completed our work, the deva (a very high being charged with the administration of a large area), was able once more to anchor herself in the ground. Penetration commenced through the earth in all directions, but the process seemed that it would require some time, and we found that no further effort on our part was required. When, at the close of our tour we viewed various exhibits showing the plan of the camp, we found that that had been the place chosen for the countless executions.
          Finally, we found one more negative energy line, and gifted it with a circle of 6 TBs . The reversal in energy polarity was immediate, making the whole area positive. It is amazing how effective these giftings can be when one puts them in just the right places. I found this also clearly to be the case with the qi -vortices.

          In the afternoon we headed for Krakow, which Merlina told me was on one of the earth’s chakras. There was a strong latent vortex there, in a park on the outskirts of town, which we opened, but after the work at Lublin, we (especially Merlina, who was doing all the driving) were too tired to do much there. There was a religious celebration in the region, and we were fortunate to find a place to stay for the night, in a town southwest of Krakow.

          Next day the sheng canopy stretched as far as we could see in every direction, and for the remainder of my trip in Europe, we never came out from beneath it. It now stretched into Russia on the east and into the Slovak and Czech Republics on the south. In late afternoon we passed back into Germany near Görlitz. That evening was Walpurgis Nacht, the night before May Day, when the witches are said to be out flying on their brooms. As we drove west through the countryside, we saw many bon fires celebrating the occasion.

          Merlina wanted to visit the Harz mountains, a special area, early in the morning, so we drove late into the night, sleeping for a few hours on the way at a rest stop by the side of the Autobahn.
          Early in the morning we found a vortex on one of the Harz mountains, and opened it. The ground was quite rocky, and we had some difficulty burying the TBs. On the way back to the car, Merlina stopped by herself to speak to the tree spirits. When we met back at the car, she told me that an elf had approached her and spoken. Two things in particular he had mentioned: One was that we should have been more thoughtful before opening the vortex: that we should have explained to the spirits there, what we were going to do before doing it. The other was that further into the Harz, there was something which we should take care of.
          Merlina suggested stopping first in a small town though which we drove, to get a cup of coffee. But we could find no place suitable -- it was as if we needed to do our business first (though I didn’t realize it at the time). Several kilometers outside the town, I felt high up on one of the hills through which we were passing, some of the most disgusting qi I had ever experienced. We found a place to park the car on the side of the road, ate a quick lunch, and then started hiking up an old road in the general direction of the sha qi . We passed a huge rock quarry, finding an old road up around the back of it, and after hiking off-path through the woods some way, we came at length to the source of the qi . It was a mighty, but unhappy, spirit. Merlina told me afterwards that it came from deep underground, that it was not supposed to be above ground, but that it had come up anyway, due to some activity in the ground which had annoyed it.
          We began by making a sha line through the area positive, and then we commenced to address the spirit. After some time it left, perhaps back into the ground, and the qi of the area became sweet. I was led to walk in a closed path, or circuit, around the area, after which help came, in the form of a very respectable strong sheng being, to cleanse things. For there were still many sha beings hanging about the area, perhaps having been attracted by the strong sha qi which had been prevalent before our arrival.

          Several days later I flew home. The flight home was in two parts.
          The first, from Frankfurt west, across Britain and Ireland, south of Iceland into Canada, and then south along the Atlantic seaboard into Washington DC. We flew out from under the canopy somewhat west of Ireland, and stayed out during the remainder of that leg of the trip.
          The second part was from Washington DC, more or less along a great circle, to Seattle, passing just south of Minnesota, through South Dakota, Montana, and Idaho. The sheng canopy became "visible" to the north in Minnesota, and we passed under it about half-way through Montana, remaining under it the rest of the trip.