EEG Herefordshire 2007

Shaking the Tree in Herefordshire

 

Tha EEG Autumn Event in Bishops Frome 

with Billy Gawn

 

I have often described the essence of dowsing as removing a brick from the virtual wall of illusion that surrounds us, so that we can sense the rest of the cosmos beyond.  Billy Gawn takes his mini-digger to the wall and then has the effrontery to reconstruct the rubble as a brand new ancient stone circle.

 

The concepts that Billy raises are as incendiary as his delivery is understated - seismic shocks to the tree of comfortable understanding, accompanied by gentle humour and sincere benevolence.  

 

Like a rollercoaster ride with the dull ratcheting uphill sections removed, the weekend gets off to a flying start.  Billy is a past master at lobbing tiny pebbles into vast tracts of open water to great effect.  We discuss the need for permission to dowse and from whom, or from what, we might be seeking that permission.  Track 1, side 1, and already Billy is making waves from the security of his bank, while the rest of us are flapping about in the shallows trying to justify our beliefs.  Wonderful stuff.

 

Billy’s provocation has a precise purpose.  This is a weekend about deviceless dowsing, and if we are to succeed, we have to have the confidence to believe we can do it, regardless of our preconceptions, and unfettered by our personal baggage.

 

Teaching deviceless dowsing is similar to teaching swimming.  You can’t say much of any real import in the classroom, so we venture straight out onto the Village green with a handful of orange flags.  Trailerloads of Herefordshire cider apples pass by and we are showered with conkers by a horse-chestnut tree trying to get in on the act.  The welcoming locals soon pass the word around that dowsers from away are in town.  Some keep a wary eye on us from the safety of the pub’s new smoking zone.    

 

Exercise 1 - we are each asked to find two points, some distance apart, on the edge of an underground stream of our choice, and to flag them up.  To the grateful amazement of most of us, we actually do it.  Other similar exercises follow and, although there is a certain amount of head scratching, most of us end up with something that Billy can verify as hitting the target - most of the time.  We are way above the level of chance or co-incidence - and we are already starting to find that the seemingly implausible is showing up on the radar.  However, as always with new skills, we are reminded that if we are to be able to use it in the real world, we must practise, practise, practise.  

 

There is no comfort zone in a BG weekend.  The afternoon consists of a presentation and demonstration of Reversal Points and Earthing Locations.  These are energy phenomena akin to electrical switches.  Place something large in the wrong place on a specific node on a negative line that you have balanced, and all your hard work in clearing detrimental energy can be undone in nanoseconds.  Conversely, find the right place to site an appropriately designed object and, hey-presto, the detrimental energy is switched off instantly.  This seems horribly like an invisible version of the physics I never understood at school, but the verification by muscle testing is clear enough and, after an intense post mortem, most of us think we understand it. We even find Reversal Points on the playing field in deviceless mode - and then follow Billy half a mile down the road to a young apple orchard to find the source of an energy line, which is connected to the Reversal Point conveniently located in the communal room in the Village Hall.  

 

Day two begins with Billy the Builder in his element, showing us the slides of how he built a stone circle in his garden and, with some of the bits left over, knocked up a chambered tomb for good measure.  Even on the flat screen, you can see that this is a seriously impressive operation. 

 

The sacred geometry is awesome and the precision engineering remarkable.  Stones and slabs have to be positioned accurately - to within a few millimetres - but the effect is significant and measurable.  Billy worked out where to position his stones without rods, just by eye and by sensing the right spots and with no room for error, if the grand undertaking was to work at all.  Billy’s understanding of the use of triple and quadruple energy spirals in the construction of chambered tombs (such as those some EEG members investigated in depth in Brittany earlier in the year) is groundbreaking.

 

Just to show this no fluke, he sallies forth onto the football pitch with our flags and our newly acquired skill, to find suitable spots for stone structures in Bishops Frome. 

Most people find a site near the goal posts, which would be well suited for a small circle - and another on a grassy slope with a triple spiral, as featured in many of the chambered cairns.  Yours truly inexplicably picks a vacant spot halfway to Worcester. 

 

The final session finds us back in the Village Centre, locating energy and water lines, devicelessly, on slides of the countryside of Northern Ireland,  again with considerable success.  We are invited to do the same with the newsreel from Afghanistan, or pictures relayed from Mars!  

 

Billy’s personal grasp of where dowsing can lead the enquiring mind is now so profound that it illuminates a raft of important issues way off the intended script.  We discuss the impact of planetary alignments in 2012, the value of acting with intent, the need to consider all life forms when addressing the energetic health of humans . . .  When you can sense the bigger picture, doing the right thing in the day-to-day world is easy  - well, easier.    

 

But for a simple twist of fate, Billy Gawn might have become a politician, using his grounded intuition for the benefit of the sober citizens of Ulster.  There are those who would contend that his esoteric experiments with the subtle energies in the north of the emerald isle are doing just that.  Long may he continue.   

       

Many thanks to Billy for taking the time and the trouble to bring us up to speed with his ever evolving philosophy, derived from his personal experience of dowsing - and to Maria Hayden for her excellent administration, as ever.   

 

Now, where did I put those rods?

 

Nigel Twinn

Tamar Dowsers

October 2007