Creacon to Kenmare, Ireland Nov 9, 2011

Our last morning at Creacon.  All too soon the visit ends, but before we leave I walk the property taking in it’s beauty.  Hidden wood carvings of old monks are here and there.  A hammock hangs from under one of the covered walkways.  Swings and sitting areas dot the various lawns and by the Healing House.  While the weather this morning is rather gray I can see how wonderful it would be to sit in one of these areas or swing in the hammock on a warmer sunny day.

At 10:30 Johnathan offers to show us the 5 Tibetans yoga moves that are purported to reverse aging, keep the weight down, muscles firm and flexibility at peak condition.  I join the class while Cat takes pictures outside.  As in anything worth doing this is not an easy routine, but I can see how it is a benefit so will work with it when I get home.

At noon we wave good-bye and are off to Kenmare where we will spend the next four nights.  This is where we will be at 11-11-11 at 11:11 GMT.  The drive is great until we get to Cork where I am in the wrong lane and am forced to take a different exit on the roundabout.  My Tom Tom valiantly tries to get me back on track, but it becomes very confusing and after the 4th or 5th wrong turn I pull off in extreme frustration.

Swearing at the GPS and pounding the steering wheel is not how to get where I want to go.  Cat hands me the map of Ireland so I can at least see what route we need to take out of Cork.  The Tom Tom keeps wanting to get us on Route 28, but we don’t see any signs for that on the roundabouts.

After calming down and taking some deep breaths I discover that it is route 22 we need to take.  Then as I enter the roundabout AGAIN we spy the fine print on one of the signs leading us to Route  22 and manage, at last, to go in the right direction.  Once on the right route we can, once again, enjoy the scenery.

The scenery is changing rapidly as we pass big hills and rock formations.  Cat gets a chill as we pass two tall hills that come together to from a pass through.  She has talked about a dream she had of Ireland and what it looked like describing the hills we are now passing.  As we round a corner I spy a statue of a rearing horse high up on the edge of a ridge.  She snaps a picture and captures it.  As she views the picture it looks like a unicorn instead of a horse!  We are on route 22 (her favorite number), the hills in her dream are there, and a Unicorn has long been her favorite animal.  Talk about woo woo!!!

We finally arrive 3 1/2 hours after leaving New Ross in Kenmare.  Tom Tom says make a left, I do.....onto a one-way street with traffic coming at me!!!  Two Garda (cops) are on the corner.  I stop short, roll down my window and say sorry, sorry.  One of the Garda says it isn’t a two way anymore - guess I need to update my Tom Tom European Map!  I back up and go to the next street which is Henry and the one I want.  It is one-way the direction I need.

Breathing a sigh of relief I park the car within 1/2 block of our hotel.  And there it will stay until 11AM tomorrow when I will need to move it.  We check in to the Coachmens Hotel and go to our room.  It is large and lovely with one double bed and one twin bed, a wardrobe, desk and bedside tables.  The bathroom is very large with a tub/shower.  It has the requisite electric kettle and tea and coffee makings.

After settling in we decide to walk around the town.  We come upon McCarthys Pub and Restaurant.  Since McCarthy is Bob’s Mom’s maiden name, we decide to go in for a drink.  Cat has read that McCarthy is a common name in County’s Kerry and Cork.  There sure are a lot of businesses with McCarthy on the door or truck.  We have chosen  a pub full of locals and it is fun to watch them interact with each other and the bar tender.

Foleys Restaurant is across the street and looks like a great place to eat.  We tuck in there to get our dinner.  Cat has a very tender and tasty roast beef dish, I have fresh local oysters and rack of lamb.  County Kerry is known for its lamb and its seafood.  Our meals are delicious and we end them with sticky toffee pudding.  Pudding is what all desserts are called in England and Ireland.  Sticky Toffee Pudding is a cake soaked in rum with toffee caramel sauce under it and vanilla ice cream over it which is drizzled with the toffee sauce.  YUM!!!

Tomorrow we will make the trek out on the Ring of Beara to see if I can find “my” stone circle that I visited in 2005.  This is where I want to meditate at 11:11 day after tomorrow (11-11-11).  

New Ross, Ireland, Creacon Nov 7 & 8 2011

It’s time to say good-bye to Dublin and begin the adventure to New Ross where we will stay for two nights at Creacon, a spiritual retreat owned by Derek O’Neill, my spiritual teacher’s teacher. 

We hop in a cab and are driven to the airport to pick up our car.  The cabbie convinces us that we don’t need to go to the arrivals hall at the airport, but can go right to the lot where the cars are kept.  It seems like a good idea and a way to expedite our departure.  Besides in the US that is where I get my cars all the time.

In Ireland, however, the cars indeed are picked up there, BUT the contracts are printed out at the airport desk along with the handing out of the keys!  At first we are told we need to take the shuttle bus back to the airport to pick up our contract and keys.  Then guy takes pity on us and says if he has the type of car we have reserved and he has the keys, he will let us stay there and pick up the car.  Luck is with us.  He has one Ford Focus and we can have it!!!

It is another bright sunny day.  A great day for driving south.  I fire up my Tom Tom (GPS) and away we go on the left side of the road.  I make it through the first round about flawlessly so I am confident all will be well for the entire trip.  For those of you who may not have ridden or driven on the left, when you enter a round about (circle) here you enter going to the left.  In the US you enter going to the right.  Thus your brain has to make that adjustment quickly.

As we travel south the clouds gather and the grey descends.  It gives a sprinkle every now and then.  Then the sun peeks out and thus it goes for the rest of the drive.  We drive along a newly finished toll road for many miles and then it changes back to the old two lane road that takes us through little villages and towns.  Cat is delighted with the scenery and takes one photo after another out of the car window.

Creacon is off the beaten path hidden up a country road outside of New Ross.  As we drive up the narrow lane bordered by tall hedges we can feel the tranquility settle in.  Creacon is set in amongst green lawns, covered pathways, with a stone courtyard in front of a white cottage-type building.  A water fall in the corner of the courtyard provides a sense of peace when we step out of the car.

Michelle greets us and show us to our room which is up the stairs and is called the Gold Room.  The room is full of light, the walls are painted a light yellow-gold color, and contains twin beds, a dresser and two night stands.  It is a warm and cozy room, but I feel an extreme sense of vertigo which is almost overwhelming.

We wander around the rest of the facility finding a cafe, dining room, art center, living room, meditation hall, and tea room.  The vertigo remains, but not as strong as upstairs.  I ask Johnathan, the manager, if anyone else has talked about having vertigo and he says that it must be the energy vortexes that are all over the property.

At dinner we meet Sandra and Marchella who are both long term residents of Creacon.  They have decided to stay there and learn more about themselves and to have Derek as their teacher.  Derek lives in Dublin where he is a Psycotherapist.  He holds workshops at Creacon off and on and is usually in residence the first three days of each month.

Dinner is delicious.  The Italian chef has prepared a half chicken with mushroom sauce and vegetables.  We have lots of laughs with Michelle, Johnathan, and Sandra.  We are the only guests.  After dinner we gather in front of a roaring fire to watch a movie called Yes Man with Jim Carey.  It is hilarious as only Jim Carey can be.

Day 2 at Creacon dawns grey and rainy much to Cat’s delight.  She has been told that Ireland is grey and rainy and has been somewhat disappointed with all of the sunshine!!!  We have decided that today will be a day of quiet and contemplation.  Sandra does intuitive readings and Cat decides to have a reading. 

After her reading with Sandra, I give Cat a Rising Star Healing.  She tells me that at the beginning of the healing she sees a golden ball being handed to her and then a purple haze.  This happens to her as I am working on her crown chakra and then her third eye chakra.   After that she falls deeply asleep while I finish the session.  There is a Healing House on the premises and is perfect for sessions such as Sandra and I give.

After dinner we once again gather in front of the roaring fire for a movie.  Tonight we watch one of Derek’s videos of a part of one of his workshops.  Then we have a lively discussion about what we felt about his teachings and what touched us the most.  

 

Tomorrow, November 9, we leave for Kenmare to prepare for our meditation on November 11 at 11:11 GMT.

Dublin, Ireland, Day 2 November 6, 2011

Sunshine again???  We are blessed!!!  Another glorious day to explore Dublin.  Today is Sunday and the museums do not open until 1400 (2PM).  This makes for a perfect time to find that darn GeoCache that we couldn’t find the other night.

Back to the Buddhist Meditation Center we go - in broad daylight.  We look and look and look to no avail.  By now we are feeling like big time trespassers and hope the police won’t be showing up to haul us off to the real jail:-).

Finally in extreme frustration Cat says she gives up.  Then as we are walking down the street she says that the overhead map shows an alley by the site.  So we walk across the street to an alley next to which is a metal box that hold telephone wires, she reaches behind and sure enough there it is!!!  The GPS coordinates in the instructions were WAY off.  Now she is feeling really good that she found a geo cache in Ireland.

Next we get on the hop on hop off bus and begin to take the ride all around Dublin.  We decide to stop at Trinity College to see he Book of Kells.  When I was last in Dublin it was located up in the long library under glass.  Now they have a proper exhibit that costs 10 Euro for Cat and 8 Euro for me (senior :)).  And what a wonderful exhibit it is.  They have blown up some of the more ornately decorated pages from the book as big posters on the walls (see above pictures).  There are samples of the minerals and plants that were used to make the ink used by the monks as well as the story of how the pages were written and then decorated.  A chart of the alphabet used was also on the wall.  We note that there is no K or W and that I&J are the same symbol.  While it is A,B,C, etc.some of the symbols looked nothing like the letter they represent.

Having the posters there was wonderful because only two pages of the book can be seen under the glass and they only change the pages every three months.  It takes 75 years to get through the whole book that way.

Up in the long library we gaze at all of the books on the shelves.  The shelves soar up  the walls to the ceiling towering 30 feet above us.  There are ladders that go up to the top shelves and the librarian climbs up to retrieve books that have been requested by the students and professors.  There are reading rooms off the upper levels.

Cat asks the guard what is the youngest book?  He replies the yellow pages of the phone book.  The Irish wit quick and sharp is so fun.  We all have a laugh, but then as we are wandering around the guard approaches us and, with a twinkle in his eye, he slaps a book on the case where we are standing.  It is the yellow pages! A worn, torn, dogeared copy that looks at least 20 years old. We have another laugh. The Irish are so friendly, helpful and have a great sense of humor.

It is now almost time for the museums to open and we want to go to the Archeology Museum where the “bog bodies” and the Egyptian artifacts are shown along with items from ancient Ireland.  We hop on the bus once more and then get off by St Stephens Green and wander to the museum.

Cat cannot get over the gold jewelry pieces that are 5,000 years old.  They resemble pieces from Egypt during that time period further solidifying my gut feeling that there was some form of communication between the ancient Irish and the ancient Egyptians.  It IS amazing to see something made by man that is so old but yet could be from today in the finest jewelry shops.

We wander from room to room learning about ancient Ireland.  Then we stroll through the small but lovely Egyptian collection.  It is fun for me to see Cat’s enthusiasm about these ancient cultures.  As we are leaving the Egyptian exhibit and the mummies found there, she begins to swing her arms around saying that she couldn’t be buried that way because her arms have to be free and she would feel claustrophobic.  I say dead is dead and she wouldn’t even know. I say this as we are passing one of the museum guards.  He laughs and says exactly so.  We stop to chat.  He takes us to see one of the most amazing pieces in the entire jewelry collection.  It is called the Tara Brooch.  We had passed it and admired it, but until he shows us the different symbols on it, we did not appreciate or even see its finer points.

Made of cast silver-gilt, the brooch consists of a ring with a broad expanded area and a long free-swivelling pin. A knitted chain is attached to one side by an animal head grasping a hinged tab. Every surface is decorated. The margins of the ring carry fish-tailed animals in relief, the front carries elaborate filigree ornaments of animals contorted into elaborate knots and interlace embellished with gold granules. Different types of wire and gold strip are used in a variety of combinations to produce a sumptuous effect. Amber and enamel decorate the settings. The hinged tab is a composition of animal heads with two tiny cast-glass human heads. The reverse carries a tightly-packed group of patterns in cast work - beasts, including, in the centre of the broad area, a pair of entwined animals, and, on the margin of the ring a procession of birds. The silvered panels on the reverse bear elaborate scrollwork of spiral ornament in the La Tène style. The design is seen as copper showing through a thin silver layer. A similar technique is used to produce the pattern on the keystone panel of the ring but here the copper is overlaid by a thin layer of gold.  All in all a fabulous piece.

Next - the “bog bodies”.  Here in Ireland and in other parts of the world there are areas called bogs.  Here they are a source of fuel especially in the past.  Men work in the bogs cutting brick shaped peat out of the bogs

A few thousand years ago, someone living in what is now Ireland made some butter, stuck it into an oak barrel, wandered out into a bog about 25 miles west of Dublin, and buried it.

Somehow, that someone lost track of it, which two lucky archaeologists discovered earlier this year when they dug up the stashed loot from the Gilltown bog, between the Irish towns of Timahoe and Staplestown.

But that wasn’t the first keg of butter that’s been preserved by the strange chemistry of the bog. Or the 10th; more than 270 kegs of bog butter have been retrieved from the wetlands, along with dozens of ancient bodies, swords, and ornaments all of which have pulled from the peat.

All kinds of bodies have been found with their skin and organs intact. The objects are preserved by the remarkable properties of Sphagnum mosses, which come with preservatives built into their cell walls. After they die, they decay very slowly. and anything that falls into the Sphagnum peat bogs decays more slowly, too.

We hop the bus once more and squeeze in one more activity called Dublinia.  It is a heritage site located in the heart of medieval Dublin that exhibits three stages in Dublin’s history.  First is Viking Dublin depicting what life was like when the Vikings lived in the area.  Then Medieval Dublin shows the black plague, a rich merchants house and other scenes from that time.  Third is an exhibit of today and includes how archeological finds are handled in modern Dublin.

Another fabulous and informative day and we haven’t even scratched the surface of what Dublin offers.  We realize that two days is not nearly enough, but we love what we have experienced.

Since we are packing up and leaving tomorrow for New Ross and the Creacon Retreat, we decide to make an early night, have room service and watch the SF 49er game.  What??? You say -the niners game on TV in Ireland???  Well, being a lady of the Empire there is no way Cat will miss the game, soooo she has found a way to watch it over the internet! 

They win making their record 7 and 1 and all is right with the world!

Dublin, Ireland, Day One, November 5,2011

This morning dawns cold but bright and sunny - again!  Ireland isn’t known for its sunny weather so we are delighted. Armed with our Dublin Passes and Hop On Hop Off bus cards we head out to go to gaol (jail).  Our hotel is across the street from one of the must sees in Dublin, Kilmainham Gaol.

The gaol was built as a reformed gaol.  This means that it is built so that each prisoner has his or her own room unlike gaols before where all prisoners, men, women and children (yes, children) were all put into one room.  It opened in 1796 and closed in 1924.  Over its history it housed many leaders of the rebellions of 1798, 1803, 1848, 1867 and 1916.  During hard times when there was little food it also housed children, the youngest being 5, for crimes such as stealing bread.

The prisoners were either shot or hung when executed.  One day alone during the Irish Civil War saw 14 executions.  We learned much about the history of Ireland and its struggle for independence.  

The gaol was in a state of bad decay when the call went out for volunteers to come and restore it.  Former prisoners and guards were among those who took part in the restoration.  In recent years part of it has been used for movies. Over the front door is carved a symbol of 5 snakes with chains.  I really liked it so below is a picture of it.

After visiting the Gaol we hop on the bus and ride it to the stop that serves both St Michens Church and Jamesons Irish Whiskey old distillery.  First we go to church and then to the distillery :-).

St Michens is unique for several reasons.  The most famous one is because of the Crypts beneath the church.  The limestone used for the crypts is the type that absorbs moisture so quickly that you can see wet foot prints disappear as soon as they are formed.  Because of this a natural mummification takes place for all who are buried here.

It is against the law to open coffins, but over time some of the coffins have broken open due to age revealing the contents.  The most famous of these coffins, three of them contain a nun, a priest, and a crusader.  The nun and priest are about 200 years old and the crusader 400 years old.  It is said that if you rub the finger of the crusader you will have good luck.

The bravest of us on the tour crouch down, enter the crypt and make our way to the back past the nun and priest to the crusader.  I had rubbed his finger in 1984 when Bob and I visited along with friends from England.  What the heck, might as well do it again!  This time, to hedge my bets, I rub each hand.  It feels like a stick covered with dry old leather. Catherine joins in as well.  

Now off to the distillery.  Jamesons (pronounced Gemison) is the oldest whiskey in Ireland and some say the Scots took their method from Jamesons.  However, Jamesons is the only one that is triple distilled.  The Scotch Whiskey is double distilled and the American has only one distillation.  Triple distillation is part of the reason Jamesons is so smooth and mellow.

Scotch whiskey is also blended from many malt batches (there are some single malt) where Jamesons is only from one malt. A single batch of malt Jamesons is mellowed in three different used oak barrels, port and sherry from Spain and Portugal and cognac from France.  Then the whiskey from all of the barrels are married into one vat and allowed to blend before bottling.

Scotch whiskey barley to make malt is dried over a peat fire giving it a smokey flavor while Jamesons is dried over a smoke-less fire so its flavor is more like honey.

As one of the chosen tasters I sit at a table for 8 where we will taste the most popular of the three types of whiskeys, Jamesons 5 year-old whiskey, Scotch and American.  Johnny Walker Black Label is chosen for Scotch and Jack Daniels for the American whiskey.

First we are asked to tell our names and where we are from.  Then we are asked to smell and taste the Jamesons.  It is quite smooth and delicious.  Next we are told to taste the Jack Daniels.  I can’t help but to make a screwed up face the taste is so bad.  This gets a lot of laughter from the crowd sitting closest to the tasting table especially because they know I am an American.  After that, the Johnny Walker.  It’s not bad, but the Jamesons wins the taste test from all 8 of us.

Shopping for souvenirs is our next activity.  Cat has a whole list of people to buy for so we hit several of the shops.  After shopping it’s back to the hotel to off load packages and to prepare for the evenings activities - the Ghostbus Tour!

The Ghostbus Tour is a combination bus ride on the top level of a double decker bus with curtains drawn and the inside painted black, and walking tour to grave yards and churches.  The actor leading the tour is very entertaining and even gets some of the women to scream.  He speaks of the colorful people, hauntings and grisly facts of Ireland throughout its history.  

After leaving the tour we walk up to the Temple Bar area.  There is a famous bar called the Temple Bar, but it is also an area of Old Dublin with cobblestone streets and old buildings.  It is Saturday night about 2130 (9:30) and the place is jumping.

Dressed in our warm coats, gloves and scarves we are amazed at the number of women all dressed up in skimpy outfits and towering spikes heels and NO COATS!  The first group we encounter all have white bleached blonde hair, dresses so short they probably had underwear to match, and are teetering on heels so high I can’t see how they can move let alone walk.  My first thought is wondering why hookers would go about together!  Then after spying several more groups like this (not all with blonde hair, however) I realized this is the way many of them dress for a night out bar hopping.

Cat and I finally find a place to eat called O’Reilly’s that is virtually empty and right across from the Temple Bar itself.  From our window table we watch the crowds go by.  It is some of the best people watching ever.  Our food is delicious.  She has a salmon pasta in cream sauce and I opt for a more traditional Irish fare of cabbage, bacon (more like ham), mashed potatoes topped with a parsley sauce.  

As we are finishing our dinner we observe a cat fight.  Not of cats but of two women!  They all of sudden fall to the cobblestone street wrestling, punching, scratching and yelling.  Stunned we watch them go at one another.  Within less than 2 minutes we hear a siren whoop.  I think, WOW those cops got here fast.  No,not cops, but an ambulance trying to get through the street!  That broke up the fight in a flash.  Oh, you are probably wondering how women could fight in the outfits described earlier.  These two are in jeans and shirts and jackets.

To top off the evening as we are leaving the bar three people in windbreaker type jackets, slacks and shirts appear.  On the back of the jackets is written something about Lap Dancing!  We find out it is an Irish dancing group not anything to do with actual lap dancing.  Talk about speaking the same but different language.

Quite a full and wonderful day.

Arrival In Dublin

Upon arriving at the Dublin airport we are greeted by the sun!!! After collecting our Dublin Pass and Hop On Hop of Bus 2 day ticket, we head out to catch the Dublin Bus into Dublin.  It costs 10.50 Euro for TWO VS a $35-40.00 Euro for a taxi. The bus takes us to Heuston Railway Station.  We walk the 10 minutes to our hotel,The Kilmainham Hilton, dragging our suitcases behind us. Ordinarily I don’t stay in an American chain, but since I could use Hilton points, it seemed the smart way to go. We will be here for three nights.

Our hotel room is quite large with twin beds a desk/entertainment center, easy chair, large closet and large bathroom.  The beds are made with white linens and duvees which get washed after each guest - the new way to make beds in hotels.  No more nasty bedspreads.

After settling in we decide to go geo caching.  Catherine is really into it and wants to put Ireland on her list of places. Geo-Caching is a world wide activity.  People hide objects, then post the GPS coordinates on the internet at www.geocache.com along with clues, difficulty,etc.  When others find the cache, they leave a note or do whatever the note in the geo-cache says and then post the find on that same website.  They even have spots in Luxor, Egypt!

There are 500+ geo-cache site in Ireland!! She has to narrow it down to spots in Dublin.  She finds one just down the street so off we go. By now it is getting dark and cold. She finds the spot, but it seems to be on the grounds of a Buddhist Meditation Center. We sneak in under the cover of darkness and try to find the cache in amongst the trees to no avail. We decide we will leave it for tomorrow.

The hotel is by the Irish Museum of Modern Art which is situated in a beautiful park like setting.  The museum is closed but the grounds remain open until 18:30.  We stroll down the long entry way to the museum. It has been a long flight and we want to limber up by taking a walk.

Pasted on a lamp post we discover an Occupy Dame Street flyer announcing the occupation of Dame Street on October 15.  It appears that the "Occupy" movement is also taking place here. The whole corporate/government greed thing is not sitting well around the world.  We even have an Occupy Bend in progress. Interesting, very interesting :-)

Upon returning to the hotel I decide to stop in the bar for a Guinness. It tastes so much better here in Ireland.  I’m told its the water used here that makes it so good.

Until tomorrow.......

Getting Ready

Tomorrow begins a journey to Ireland for one of my daughters, Catherine, and I.  It is a journey that my dear Bob would have called a "Woo Woo" journey :-). 

We are both being "called" there to explore the land of our ancestry and to join in the world wide meditation called Fire The Grid on 11-11-11 at 11:11 GMT.  It is a meditation that is focused on sending love and light into the world to help heal the earth and all creatures and living things that dwell upon it.

11-11-11 will find us at a small stone circle outside of Kenmare off of the Ring of Beara.  We will spend an hour beginning at 11:11 (AM) meditating and visualizing a world filled with love and free from fear.  We will be celebrating all of mankind's similarities and embracing the differences.  This is not affiliated with any religion, but, instead, invites all peoples who care about the future of this planet to join with their joyous energy on this day. In the place of your choosing, with others or alone and at your local time that corresponds to GMT, it would be wonderful if you choose to join this joyous hour.

There is a magical, I am told, retreat called Creacon in New Ross.  This will be the place for a two night stay between Dublin and Kenmare to prepare us to receive the inspiration and knowledge from the light workers on 11-11-11.

Dublin is the starting point of this journey where we will explore all there is to see in this lively and vibrant city.  A pub crawl is in order as well as St Michen's church where we can rub the finger of a long dead crusader for luck and gaze upon the organ that Handle used when he played his Messiah for the first time.  The Book of Kells is a must as well as several museums; one containing Bog Mummies!  Our hotel looks over the famous Gaol (jail) of Kilmainham and is a great location from where to wander the city for hidden treasures.

The spaces between Dublin, New Ross, and Kenmare are open and we do not know what we will find.  It is an adventure of awareness and meandering and opening to all possibilities.

Excitement and expectation is in the air today as we finish our preparations for our journey.  Please join us and watch it unfold in the days to come.

Blessings and Love To All,
Sara

Fire The Grid

Dearest Ones,

Some of you have heard me speak of the movement called Fire The Grid.  The link to the website is below.  On the website is a downloadable PDF file that explains what happened during the first two events and what the plan is for all of the events.  

The third and final event is November 11, 2011 at 11:11 (AM) GMT for one hour.  That equates to 3:11AM in the Pacific Time Zone, 6:11 AM in the Eastern Time Zone, etc.  Please adjust to your time zone, if it differs from these two, or go on the website where there is a world clock that will tell you exactly the time in your time zone.

Catherine (my daughter) and I will be in Ireland in Kenmare at a small stone circle I visited in 2005 when I was there.  It is a powerful ancient site overlooking a verdant and lush green valley resplendent with field flowers and filled with sheep, cows and goats grazing on the green rich grass. Their calls echo up to the circle on the hill above.  

When I was there in 2005 I spent over an hour meditating and "feeling" the energy of the ancient stones.  They are alive with ancient energy, healing energy.  This is why I have chosen to join in this world wide meditation on the date and time at this site.

It is my hope that all of you will take the time to spend that hour in your time zone to "meditate, pray, contemplate" on healing the earth and to replace the dark forces and greed with light.  This is not a religious movement attached to any religion, but a spiritual one that unifies and honors all beliefs. 

Please pass this on and join all of us in this movement for healing the earth.  As one of the Mayan elders said recently: In order to bring in the light we cannot fight the dark forces, we can only enlighten them and cause them to want to move into light.  He also stated that the light workers are not united but follow many ways and that we need to unify in order to bring about this enlightenment.  This is a powerful way to do this.  Please join and make a difference.

Much Love & Light,

Sara

www.firethegrid.com