I have always found life to be mysterious. Even from a young age sitting contemplating reality and asking those mind-boggling questions… ‘why am I here?’ and ‘what am I?’, I have been driven by an outlook at life as an adventure filled with mysteries and secrets. These days I live in a city called Brno in the Czech Republic (or Czechia for short). I sometimes think Brno is a sort of parallel of how I see life. It is full of small bistros, cafés, pubs and clubs mostly unobvious from the street. Tunnels and cellars… often secret… serve many purposes these days. The architecture is that of a boomtown in a booming nation of the 1880-1917 era when the Czech Republic had the largest GDP in all of Europe. Each house, each street, each doorway has a little of the mysterious to it and often a secret to be explored whether that be a pub in the cellar or an ornate statue or design on the outside of the building.
For most of the last thirty five years, I have lived overseas far from my place of birth, family and friends. As the years passed, I realized that I felt more and more like a foreigner in my own country and that yet, when I set foot on the Yorkshire Moors or smelled the damp dank air around the Humber estuary, there was an instant connection. I felt safe. Grounded. Whole. In fact, in Czechia, I had a feeling of being alien… out of synch with the culture and the land. When that connection is lost or never found, the body and mind can become sickened. It is a bit like the relationship between the Fisher King and the land. I liked it here. There is a lot to like. And my daughter was here. But…
And so a couple of years ago, I arrived at Sue’s home for a long weekend visit. It was to be the grand tour of the sites that lay behind the book The Initiate written by Sue and Stuart. I had loved the book and longed to experience following the birds and to reconnect with the land of Albion. Apparently, when I arrived, I looked ill… so ill in fact they were very worried. But soon, the company, the conversation, the places we visited, and the land began to heal me. And throughout that entire weekend, something else became noticeable… synchronicity. To me, synchronicity is the magic that tells us we are on the right pathway.
Pretty soon that magical weekend was over, and I was back in Czechia. I felt unconnected again and the loss of that connection was hard to live with. What to do? Well, I had asked Sue a question back in the UK and that question was ‘how do you connect with the land?’ She and Stuart told me that for them it began with the birds, but it took them to ancient sites, stone circles and there seemed to be a Templar connection. They had documented this in their books… the series that starts with The Initiate.
And so I began searching Google for Templars near Brno. For ancient sites and spiritual sites in Moravia or even Czechia. I had lived here for twelve years and never realized what a rich and vast land it was. Pretty soon, I was exploring valleys and forests, dowsing energy lines across Brno, and discovering the Slavic gods. And just as surely as eggs are eggs pretty soon I was following synchronicities of my own right here in Brno… right around the corner from my apartment. I began to connect with the land. I could almost feel the roots pushing down into the Czech countryside as I followed my adventure and discovered mystery after mystery and more magic than you can imagine… I was again that child sitting between rooms at home in the ’60s puzzling over my existence and finding energy and enthusiasm in my life. Meaning.
It actually began with a chance meeting with a shaman…
I too decided to write about my journey. Perhaps it would encourage others to do the same? The series of books I call Connecting with the Magic of the Land starts with Chasing the Shaman and Chasing Dragons in Moravia. It will end this summer with Chasing the Goddess. Do give them a look.
Join me on a video walk around Špilbirk Castle in Brno by clicking here.
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