Many of the old castles and churches were constructed on high ground, mainly for defence I presume. But it is also the case that vortices of qi coming up from below tend to surface on high ground. And so one sometimes finds both in the same location.

The old churches and monasteries were frequently placed on places of power as well, and this power commonly manifests itself where two lines of qi cross. In a cruciform church, the longer member was called the nave, the shorter member the transcept, and the place where these two crossed was called the crossing. It was not unusual for one line of positive qi to run along near the middle of the nave and one along the middle of the transept: thus the crossing was the place of power. One sees this at St. Paul's in London, for instance, and in the great cathedral in Cologne.

The second leg of our search for vortices was somewhat circular, from Heidelberg up north and east towards Hanover, north and west into East Frisia, and back south again along the German border. The plan was to circumvent the great industrial cities of the Rhine-Ruhr region. On this leg we came upon the ruins of one of these old churches -- built on not such a grand scale as the two mentioned, but neither was it small, and the plan (with respect to the earth lines) was executed quite nicely.

At this period of the trip we were trying to find a vortex every 40 kilometers or so. It was a gray overcast day, and we were coming down towards a village, having just visited a vortex about 10 kilometers back. Behind the village was a small mountain and it was plain that somewhere on the mountain was a vortex. Normally we would have passed it up, since it was so close to the previous one, but for some reason we decided to look for it anyway.

Cesco found a road behind the village leading up the mountain, and we were able to drive up quite near to the vortex apex. Near where we parked the car was this grand old cruciform church, with roof still intact but with no glass in the windows and obviously long abandoned. While I was tying on my boots preparatory to finding the the exact location of the vortex, Cesco walked up to inspect the church. He told me later that, after he had entered the structure, a positive entity within approached him asking for help.

As I walked up the incline I found to my surprise that the vortex was somewhere in the church. Upon entering I found that the apex was, in fact, exactly at the crossing. Furthermore there were lines of qi running along the nave, and along the transept, crossing at the vortex apex. This was the first and only time on our trip where a vortex happened to be on the crossing of two qi lines.

The local Lions Club had erected a sign on one of the walls of the church telling of its history. From earliest recorded times (in this case the times of the Romans), there had been a building at this place. At the beginning of the Crusades there was a castle, apparently owned by a robber baron, which was torn down by the King Frederick Barbarossa. I have forgotten when the present building was established, but it was abandoned early in the 18th century.

The paving stones or bricks on the floor were gone, and the floor was dirt, but the walls and ceiling were still in good condition. Normally at places of power whereon religious edifices are built, the qi is of a positive nature. And the qi running along the transept here was so. But that running along the nave was not. It was negative, and so we walked outside to investigate. Someone had placed a stone on the qi line, just outside the main entrance to the church, and a date was engraved on it: 184?. So this stone had been placed there over a century subsequent to the abandonment of the church. We used the the 6-TB method to try to heal the qi line, and it worked. Now both lines were positive.

We walked back into the church to the opposite end of the nave, to look around. There, at this end, where I suppose in former times the altar had been located, was a picture of Jesus and two women, presumably the two Marys. Here were old and new flowers, showing that some pious people still visited the place for worship. Near the picture was a quite positive entity -- perhaps the one who had appealed to Cesco earlier.

But between this positive entity and the crossing was a powerful negative entity. And it was quite angry. I ignored it, and with Cesco, climbed up the spiral staircase of a tower which led up to the roof. After we had looked around, we returned below, where the inhuman unpleasantness yet raged.

And then appeared another being, but this one had a much more human feeling about it. It was stern, strong, and yet showed reverence and respect for the positive entity. It took on the negative entity, and as nearly as I can tell, destroyed it -- or at least removed all the qi from it, so that it was no longer detectable. It was to me the most interesting experience of the trip. But being involved at the time, and being gifted with a defective memory, I have by now forgotten most of the details. However, when it was over, and the stern entity had departed, the qi in the church had become light, and bright, and joyous.

And so we left to seek the next vortex.

     In Hanover Serpentina and her daughter graciously put us up, and she invited a number of other gifters in the city over to meet us, and we had a generally good time. Next it was up into East Frisia, where we met the redoubtable Tapiers, at whose very nice house we rested for a day. Then it was down south again, through the flat country.

     In hill country, it is relatively easy to pinpoint vortices, for they are most often on the high places, and one can see where the qi hits the surface. On the flat it is more difficult, because the vortices are also on the flat, and though the direction be apparent, it is difficult to tell how far away they are. So one must sometimes drive around a bit until he homes in on the target. One of them turned out to be on a dyke, bordering Holland and Germany, and was actually on the Dutch side of the border. This led us through a small Dutch village, quite different in character from the German towns we had been passing through.

     Gifting in the industrial areas further south was more difficult because of the urban setting, but we made our fairly rapidly back to Hahn, finishing a second circuit. We still had the better part of a week remaining, so we decided to attempt a third circuit into France about Paris.

     So it was off through Luxembourg, into France, around the capital, into Belgium, down through  ..., and back to the Frankfurt area. 

     In Luxembourg or France, I don't recall which, we found a vortex in an old abandoned fort. I suspect it was one of the cogs of the Maginot line, built after WWI to guard against a German invasion. It was a creepy place, and the usually intrepid Cesco was not too enthusiastic about sleeping there. I agreed and we went somewhere else for the night.

     I neglected to mention that we had found a third river of qi in the western part of Germany, just before returning to Heidelberg on our first circuit. It flowed thence to the west. On our trip north from Paris to Belgium we crossed under it, and so we know it reached at least two thirds of the way through France towards the Atlantic.

     One night we splept in the car in a parking lot near a school in Versaille. Some police came in the middle of the night, flashed their lights inside our car, apparently coming to the correct conclusion that we were harmless, and drove on.

     Our only other contact with police on the trip was in Germany, just the day before we left.  We were both pretty scuzzy looking at the time, having not had a bath or change of clothes for some days, and I drove into a station to have the car filled up with fuel. Coming out after paying, I saw that Cesco was speaking with a couple men and a woman. Turns out they were plain clothes police, who had picked us out for possible drug peddlars. They warned us to show them any stuff we might be carrying, saying they had a dog which could smell it out. We of course had nothing to show them, but they painstakingly searched our stuff. I felt sorry for the woman who had to go through my dirty clothes. They were curious about the TBs we had left, but we told them they were feng shui devices, and they seemed satisfied with that explanation. Eventually they figured we were harmless, if a bit odd, and sent us on our way.

      Here is a map showing the approximate area of the canopy when we left Europe.

     In the early part of the year Edslist visited the Crofts in Moscow and Laozu was fortunate enough to meet him. Ed invited Laozu to visit him in Japan and thus initiated the sequence of thought which led to the European trip and more recently a trip to Japan two weeks ago.

When Laozu's plane neared the coast of Japan, he was struck by the negativity of the qi in the skies: worse than he had ever seen before. It was not just slightly negative, which seems to be the common condition before presence of a positive canopy, but negative to the point of causing pain to entities abiding there.

The island of Honshu of Japan contains two of the most densely populated areas in the world: the Kanto area , which includes Yokohama and the present capital Tokyo; and the Kansai area,with Kobe, Osaka, the ancient capital Nara, and the old capital Kyoto (from the eighth century to the Meiji Restoration in the middle of the nineteenth century). It was the latter region into which Laozu;s plane entered, from the Pacific into Osaka Bay and thence to Kansai Airport.

To the north of the Kansai lies mountains, and then the Wakasa Bay region with its many nuclear plants, and then the Sea of Japan. Because large metropolitan areas seem to be a magnet for negative qi, and because neclear reactors create negative qi, this whole area from south to north seemed to be a good place to create a new positive canopy, if possible.

There are many Shinto shrines in the region, and forests of cedar and pine in the mountains which come right down to and intermingle with the cities. Vortices tend to surface in the high places, and so Ed and Laozu were to be much among these things in the next two weeks.

Most of the shrines housed respectable entities, some holy. One of these was right by the second vortex Ed and Lauzu visited. This one was special, as was the church Cesco and Laozu had visited a month and a half earlier in Germany. But as during that trip, there was only one vortex which was situated at such a point.

Work was commenced in the Region west and north of Kyoto, and thence to mountains further north and to the west of Lake Biwa, Japan's largest lake. One experience which will stay with Laozu for as long as his memory remains intact occured on one of these mountains. He, Eddie, and a Japanese friend took a gondola car to the top of this mountain, and saw that the vortex sought was not there, but on a neighboring peak. So they climbed down the one, and up the other, the last part of the trip bushwhacking with no trail. By the time they had retraced their steps, the chair-lift was no longer in operation, and so they had to walk all the way to the bottom of the large mountain. It took about an hour and a half, the last half hour in near darkness. Finally the trail opened up onto an old road and the hikers could remove their concentration from the ground somewhat. Above was a full moon: huge and orange, with its reflection on Lake Biwa down below, long, rippling, and beautiful. The Japanese friend said that this was unusual, and in olden times would have required compostion of a heiku. While he and Ed were looking for their cameras, Laozu turned around toward the top of the mountain they had been descending to check out the qi from the new vortex behind. And then a tall positive entity appeared at the top of the mountain, apparently looking down upon them, so respectable Laozu must needs get down on his knees.

It turned out that that vortex was not the usual kind that swirls qi high directly up, but of that sort that sends a river of qi off in some direction. Here it flowed south, over Kyoto and Osaka towards the Pacific. The next morning there was in the sky the beginnings of a positive canopy, in the shape of a narrow triangle, one of whose sides was bounded by this river of qi.

Next Ed and Laozu went north to the Wakasa Bay region, gifting enough vortices along the coast to enclose most of the nuclear plants. The last one was mountain on a peninsula and the climb was begun just before dark. The trail ran out about three quarters of the way up, and the slope turned to about 45 degrees. Earlier in the day Ed had found at one vortex site a snake skin about 7 feet long. Laozu thought of this snake as he crawled on all fours up this slope, piercing big spider webs with his head. Ed waited below at the end of the trail with his friend, building a small temporary fire to discourage the mosquitoes which had come out for dinner.

Next day the sky was a little less negative and the entities less in pain, but it wasn't untill the region on the east of the Kansai, including Nara, had been gifted, that the canopy really opened up and the painful negative qi disappeared. The last few days involved gifting both sides of Osaka Bay, including an island off the coast across from Kobe, which the gifters reached by ferry. The final sortie was to Mount Kokko north of Kobe and west of Osaka, where the vortex turned out to be on a golf course, but fortunately out in the rough, where Laozu picked up a couple golf ball souveneers.

Yesterday Laozu noted that positive qi was just entering the tips of the trees, penetrating about an inch. The timing for this to happen was very similar to that which he had observed in Heidelberg a month and a half previous.

This morning was wonderful, for there were real sylphs out, all over the sky above Kyoto and to the east: wispy clouds with positive enities in such number as Laozu had not seen since that day in the Palouse fourteen months ago, the day previous to the formation of the first positive canopy he had seen.

     [The foregoing insertion originally appeared here in Etheric Warriors, pretty much as is, but the night it was posted the site was hacked and shut down, and the post was never recovered. So it comes as is from Warrior Matrix.]

     Why were the skies above Japan so negative? We had to go to Hiroshima to find out.

     Laozu had thought these past few weeks about what might be the reason for these bad skies. One possibility which occured to him was the industrialization combined with the concentration of population. But there were similar conditions in the Rhine/Ruhr region in Germany, and the sky there, though clearly negative, was not nearly so bad as that above the Kansai. It seemed that he was stumped.

And then yesterday he got a hint.

A clever Japanese inventor Tetsuzi has been working with orgonite. He has posted about his agricultural experiments with it on Greg's forum and elsewhere. He invited Ed and Laozu to come visit, and so this week Eddie and Laozu traveled to Hiroshima where Tetsuzi-san lives. When they arrived in the city, Laozu was surprised that the qi in the heavens was even worse than it had been in the Kansai.

Tetsuzi-san met them the morning after their arrival. It is the custom when visitors come to Hiroshima for their hosts to take them to the the Peace Park downtown. The major part of the Peace Park is a permanent exhibition of the history and effects of the first atom bomb dropped on a population. And it was there that Eddie and Laozu were taken.

It is difficult to understand how anyone who visits this place could be quite the same afterwards.

At the beginning of August of 1945 the Japanese were fighting a losing war against most of the rest of the world. Their allies Italy and Germany had surrendered in Europe, and eventual defeat was all but inevitable. To insure that the Soviet Union not be part of an invasion force in Japan, and thus be excluded from post war occupation, the US decided to shock Japan into captitulation by dropping an atomic bomb. Supposedly Hiroshima was chosen out of a group of possible targets by the fact that there were no American prisoners of war interned there.

There were however Korean and Chinese enforced laborers there and a number of these, along with Japanese Junior High School children, were out working in the city at 8AM on August 6 busy demolishing buildings, so that fire lanes would be open in the event of fires being started by possible American bombing. At 8 o'clock also had the city's elementary schools begun classes for the day. At 8:15 the US bomber Enola Gay dropped an atomic bomb over the city, which exploded about 650 yards above the hospital in downtown Hiroshima. A pressure of several hundred thousand atmospheres was created and about 550 yards from the hypocenter it struck surfaces with a force of 19 tons per square meter. Most buildings were crushed and and people thrown through the air. The temperature at the center was about 2,000,000 degrees Fahrenheit at the instant of detonation, creating a fireball which reached a diameter of about 300 yards. The temperature at the surface was about 10,000 degrees Fahrenheit, and the people subjected were turned to ash nearly instantaneously. Those people not killed by the concussion or heat within about 4000 feet from the hypocenter were subjected to such extreme radiation that most died within a few days. By the end of 1945 the death toll had reached to about 140,000 out of a city which had had a population of about 350,000. And many more died later of after effects such as various cancers and leukemia.

All this was explained at the exhibition hall, along with much other detail, models, and photographs. But what was not explained, because it is not generally known, is the damage done to the etheric realms and their resident entities up in the heavens above. But Laozu had observed, before entering the exhibition, that the entities in the sky were in considerable pain. And so he observed with care and curiosity the photographs taken of the sky before the explosion, during the explosion, and afterwards.

The pain was not present in the "before" photos. In fact the sky felt much the same as it does now in most places where there is no positive canopy overhead. And just after the explosion, when the mushroom cloud was expanding, there was still no visible pain in the sky above the clouds. But in the photographs taken after the fireball had consumed itself, and the destruction was complete, the sky was horribly negative, much like it appeared when Laozu entered the city nearly 60 years and two months later.

This made him quite curious to see photographs of the sky during the intervening years, to see if the etheric state of the heavens above Hiroshima had remained more or less constant over time. Tetsuzi-san said he would try to find some and send them to Laozu, but it will likely be some days before they will be available.

So it may be that the bad skies over the Kansai, and the worse skies over Hiroshima were effects of the atomic bomb explosion over Hiroshima, and later over Nagasaki.

Later in the day Ed and Laozu visited Hiroshima Castle. This castle was a national monument which had been destroyed by the blast, but later rebuilt by the Government. While the visitors were on the grounds heading for the entrance, several sylphs appeared, their bodies in pain, but their heads in positive qi as usual. It seemed like a greeting. From the top floor of the castle was visible most of the city and its suburbs. In particular there were visible two vortices, on opposite sides of the city. Later that day, at dusk, Tetsuzi-san drove them to one, and on the morrow, to the other. Thanks to Tetsuzi-san's knowledge of the city and his kindness, Eddie and Laozu were able to initiate the process of returning positive qi to the city's skies. On the way back to the Kansai, they and another Japanese friend stopped every so often to gift a vortex with the intention of extending the positive canopy begun earlier, all the way to Hiroshima.

     Ed later sent me a good photo of one of the sylphs:

Before gifting in Hiroshima, while walking through the moat-enclosed grounds surrounding Hiroshima Castle, a sylph appeared to them above in the tortured sky. The upper right part of the cloud, wherein is the consciousness of the sylph, exhibits the usual positive qi (which is much stronger and nicer than that of any human Laozu has ever met). But towards the lower left in the cloud there is pain.

 

     Later I went to Nagasaki for comparison.

Ed and Laozu visited Larry in the Nagoya region this past week, and the positive canopy has now extended over that area. Larry was an excellent host, permitting Laozu to stay at his home overnight, driving him to a critical vortex site northwest of the town of Toyota, and setting him on the train to Nagasaki.

Since the sky over Hiroshima was the worst he had seen, Laozu naturally wondered if that over the other city subjected to nuclear explosion would be similar. He was rather surprised to find that it was not.

The sky was negative, more so that one would expect to see in the US or central and western Europe, but not nearly so negative as that which Laozu saw in Osaka when first he arrived, and much less that it had been over Hiroshima. The Nagasaki bomb, dropped three days after the Hiroshima bomb, was somewhat different, based on plutonium. Also there were fewer immediate casualties: about 70,000 I believe. This is not meant to understate the gravity of the destruction of Nagasaki. The photos in the museum near the Peace Park there are horrible.

Laozu found one vortex in the city, and since he was on foot this time, that was all he could handle. It's location was a small mountain not all that far removed from the hypocenter of the explosion. Some hours later, after visiting the museum and boarding the return train, Laozu observed that though the state of the lower sky had not changed much, the upper heavens had begun to turn positive.

On the way to Nagasaki (which lies on the western island of Kyushu), and on the way back, Laozu passed through Hiroshima. He was able to observe that the possitive canopy had reached Hiroshima from the Kansai, and now extends nearly 70 miles west.

     Luke suggesting I visit him in Taiwan, and after the successful Japan trip, it came to me that I should take him up on it. My good friend Wong, originally from Hong Kong, had become interested in helping with the vortex gifting, and had bought my airline tickets to Europe and Japan for me, and Luke bought my ticket to Taiwan. It was quite a successful trip, but I found the semi-tropical flora of the island more of a challenge to penetrate and navigate than any I had had experience previously.

   Laozu traveled to the island of Taiwan the first of November to try to get a positive canopy of qi started there.

Many people helped him on the trip, but foremost was an inventor and ME professor at China Institute of Technology in Nankang, Su Jing Song. Mr. Su furnished plane tickets and paid the expenses of getting orgonite to the island, as well as driving Laozu to many of the vortices gifted on the island. And he helped build and is now the owner of the first CB in Taiwan.

Laozu also wishes to thank Professor Zhuang Zhenliang of NTU in Taipei and Chang Pintsun of Academica Sinica in Nangang for much help, especially driving him around the city of Taizhong and bringing him to three vortices in that area. Mr. Chang also provided lodging for six nights.

And Professor Chen Jinzi, also of NTU, provided lodging for most of the rest of Laozu's stay in Taiwan, as well as driving him to vortices in eastern Taipei and in the Yang Ming mountain area in the northwest part of Taiwan.

Laozu was in Taiwan for two weeks, gaining intimate experience with various flora and fauna of the island: especially the local version of nettles, mosquitoes, and a type of thorn that attaches to skin as if it were some sort of animal. Laozu was warned of aggressive 2 inch long bees which have killed three or four people this year, but fortunately he never ran into any of them.

The most populated three fourths of the island was covered (all but the southeast part). By the end of the first week the canopy was present over Taipei (the capital city in the north part of the island), and after two weeks the canopy had spread to the south: to Jia-yi, Tainan, and Gaoxiong. It was a successful and interesting trip, although the weather was hot and humid, unusually so for this time of the year there.

The qi in the heavens in Taiwan was not so bad as it had been in Japan a month and a half earlier, put perhaps a little more negative than that in the heavens above most of the US.

     On the trip back I found that the positive canopy had stretched farther than I had any right to anticipate, based on preious experience.

Laozu returned home this evening from a two week visit to Taiwan. More on that later, but today he observed some interesting phenomena on the second leg of the plane trip: from Tokyo (Narita) to Seattle.

In the map posted several weeks ago, an area in the sourthern Japanese island of Kyusho (around Nagasaki) was indicated as being covered with positive qi. This area had only one gifted vortex, and that on the top of a small mountain within the city limits. When Laozu left the city (the same day he gifted the mountain), he was rather surprised already to see positive qi up above. It was higher, and thinner and weaker than the qi over the Kansai (Osaka) region, but it was there none the less.

This morning, when changing planes in Tokyo, Lauzu was surprised that the sky over Tokyo was covered with similar positive qi -- especially since no vortices in the Tokyo region had yet been gifted. He guessed that it had likely flowed up there from the Kansai region to the southwest.

So when the plane took off from Tokyo/Narita, Laozu intended to watch carefully how far this high canopy of positive qi would extend into the Pacific to the east. He was rather surprised to find that it wasn't until the plane reached a region southest of the Kamchatka peninsula that he could detect the edge of the positive canopy to the north. In the map below the approximate plane route is indicated by a red line. The solid yellow line approximately indicates the observed northern boundary of the positive canopy, and the yellow dots indicate area where the positive qi was observed today.

     Winter had seemingly left the Palouse hills towards the end of February and, with it, some of Laozu's immediate responsibilities. It seemed the right time to accept Georg Ritschl's long-standing invitation to visit Africa and attempt to open a positive canopy on that continent.

So with Georg's encouragement and kind invitation he traveled to Johannesburg, and the work was begun the next day.

For about five days Georg drove him about the greater Johannesburg-Pretoria area and suburbs, gifting dormant vortices, and at the end of that period a positive canopy of qi was present over the region.

The most interesting vortex they found however, was not one of the type described here before. They stopped at a gem store northeast of Joburg and the owner told them of a vortex some Peruvian shamans had reported being stronger than anything they had seen in Peru. He wrote some directions on a map, and Georg and Laozu found what they think was the place. It was up in a natural amphitheater on a mountain in the Magaliesberg range. There was already a swirl of qi around the amphitheater (clockwise looking down at it), but it did not feel good under the ground. While they were resting after the climb, high-level assistance came to direct Laozu to place the TBs in the proper places. Directly Georg remarked on the increase of "energy" at the site.

However there was still quite a bunch of negative entities about, and more help came to assist with their disposal.

Typically, when a vortex is stimulated with TBs, a swirl of positive qi rises into the air spiraling up. With this vortex, at least while Georg and Laozu were present after the gifting, positive qi poured out of the sky above into the ground near the center of the amphitheater--but not spiraling. The shape of the space in which the qi was pouring down was conical, but the sides were steeper than the cone of the up-spiraling qi of a normal vortex.

The pair intends to return after it stabilizes in a week or so, for further observation.

     This was indeed a quite unusual vortex, as we found driving down from the north from Zimbabwe about a week and a half later.

A canopy of positive qi having manifested itself over the Johannisburg metorpolitan area, it became necessary to undertake a more extensive journey.

Georg told Laozu of his earlier busting expedition up into Zimbabwe (formerly Rhodesia), and particulary of his memorable experiences at the grave of Cecil Rhodes in the Motopos hills and the Great Zimbabwe ruins not far from the city of Masvingo. He suggested a vortex hunt which would include those areas. Laozu concurred, and so Georg planned a route, roughly the shape of a parallelogram, which would stretch from Joburg north and west to the Botswana border at Lobatse; thence north and south through the Botswanan capital Gaborone, through Francistown up to the Zimbabwe border south of Bulawayo; thence east to Masvingo; and thence south and west across the South African border through Messina and Nystrom back into Johannisburg. The width of the parallelogram would be about 300 kilometers and the height about 800, covering an area of about 80,000 square miles. The plan was to create a string of opened vortices, about 30 miles apart, circling the area, which would exend the positive canopy over the whole region.

Laozu thought it a good plan, and so they set out. The vortices were too many to describe here, and so Laozu will only write of the more memorable ones. They did pass the Magaliesburg vortex (mentioned above on the first leg of the journey), and found it operating much as before, except a bit stronger.

One vortex some way after that was situated on a high hill in the bush on private property. Laozu had just clmbed over a locked gate when the owner of the farm drove up. Fortunately the farmer and his wife were very gracious, unlocked the gate so Georg could drive Tata II (Georg's pickup) onto his property closer to the hill, and left the key with Laozu and Georg to lock the gate when they left later. This was somehow characteristic of the trip to come, in the kind treatment they were to receive throughout the trip (with exception of the Zimbabwean borders).

In this first leg of the trip the vortices generally required more effort to reach since the country was hilly and vortices tend to be on hills when such are present on the landscape. Georg however, perhaps from his many missions gifting towers, has a gift for driving where he wants to go, and that saved considerable time. One of the high points, from Laozu's point of view, was meeting with a Kudo in the bush hiking in to one vortex. The pair crossed the South Africa/Boswana border about dark, and passed the first night in a motel on the Botswana side.

In general Georg and Laozu made good time throught Botswana. The terrain was somewhat more level and it was often possible to find vortices closer to the highway. And when the pair had to leave the main road, there was often a farm road with an unlocked gate.

The people in Botswana were friendly, and seemed to be on the way up economically. The capital Gaborone was busy and growing. Somewhat north of that city there was a vortex on a hill not far from the road, but the place was gated and fenced. Georg and Laozu drove in and found workers ready to go out into the fields. It was a Government farm, and strictly vistors were not allowed there, but Georg spoke with several of the workers about the vortex mission, and a couple of those who seemed to have more responsibility than the others told him that he and Laozu could climb up the hill. It turned out that the vortex was not far up the hill, and upon return, a number of those still at the living quarters in the farm curiously came out to see the pair. Georg explained about what orgonite does, gave one of the men a TB, and soon most of them wanted TBs. There were not enough for everyone, but quite a few got them. It was marvelous to see how accepting they were of the concept.

The last vortex we gifted in the evening was out in the bush, but there was a nice open flat space and Georg and Laozu decided to use the good weather and camp out. It hat been raining off and on since Laozu's arrival and only that day had he weather been really fine. Georg cooked a good dinner over the cook stove and set up the tent. Laozu tried to start a fire, but the wood was too wet so Georg poured on a little diesel and the two enjoyed a campfire into the evening. Just before bedtime the wind came up a bit and a thunder and lightning storm blew up off to the south, where the gifted vortices were strung out. After enjoying the spectacle for an hour or so, the two jumped into their sleeping bags and Laozu (at least) fell asleep immediately. Sometime later he was awakened by the tent blowing and the sound of heavy rain drops. Gradually it turned into a downpour, and by morning water was under and in the tent, and in the sleeping bags. The dirt road out was a mess, and Georg had to walk to the highway for help, and fortunately found a couple in a 4X4 who came to try to pull us in. But the 4x4 almost got stuck. After an amount of digging (with a TB trowel) and various unsuccessful muddy expedients, more people showed up with a regular shovel. About five huskies (including Georg) lifted the left rear quarter of the pickup off the ground so that tree branches could be thrown under the wheel, and eventually we got out and back to the road. The rest of the day it rained, but we managed to get our gifts placed (though in one cornfield Laozu had to wade in up to his knees). The day was concluded by a three hour border crossing into Zimbabwe. The Botswana side was no problem, but the Zimbabwe side was bad.

Georg had to undergo most of the trouble, so it will be left up to him to discuss it elsewhere if he chooses. One of the problems was the currency. Inflation was so bad that Georg had to pay 482,000 Zimbabwe dollars just to purchase obligitory highway insurance. And the exchange did not even issure the actual currency -- just checks for the currency, checks which had already exprired formally at the end of 2005.

Not far from the border the pair found a motel to stay the night, and try to dry a few clothes.

     I neglected to mention that several years earlier in Georg had given a CB to a man in rural Zimbabwe, and that we drove in to visit him and inspect the CB. Due to the muddy road, we could not drive all the way, but had to walk the last half mile or so. When we got to the place, the man was not there, and the residence seemed abandoned. But the CB was still there, and even protected by a small fence, and was working quite well. Quite inspiring.

The next morning it was drizzling as Georg drove into the Matopos hills. The first lengthy stop was the huge rock formation which holds the graves of Cecil John Rhodes and his henchman Leander Starr Jameson. Several years ago Georg had made friends with a noted Matebele rainmaker in he area, and in the pickup was a CB which was intended for the man. Luckily one of the attenents at the grave-rock knew the man. He told us that the man had died but agreed to take us to his widow, and to his successor, late in the afternoon. Laozu found that part of the trip quite interesting, but will leave it up to Georg to tell what he thinks is appropriate.

The rain and wind had turned stormy, and the guide-gatekeepers were more than willing to let Georg and Laozu climb up to the graves themselves, and indeed they had the place to themselves. Georg had gifted the place when he had visited before with TBs, but this time, with no observers, the two were able to secrete an HHG quite close to the grave. Laozu noticed that there were two qi lines crossing over he rock. One, a positive one, passed close by Jameson's grave. The other, a negative one, came from a sort of valley in the distance, but crossed the first twenty meters or so from Rhodes' grave. Laozu also noted than there was a dormant vortex not too far away in the hills.

After descending the grave rock, the two went to an inconspicuouis place on he negative line where there was sufficient soil to bury a ring to 6 TBs and so change the character of the line to positive.

After getting permission from the caretakers to roam in the hills, the two headed off for the vortex. This was on the top of a hill some distance away, and Laozu found it most interesting. For he top of the hill was ringed by a circle of rocks which made it look like a fortification or a ceremonial place. And indeed after the vortex was gifted, the two were visited by a high-level positive entity who inspired Laozu to do some cleaning of the place. Afterwards the pair slogged back to the pickup through the high wet vegetation. While Georg drove off to get a room for the night at the Motopos Hills Lodge, Laozu went up to the grave site again to check on the status of the treated line which had been negative. It was now positive, and Laozu returned to the shed where the ticket sellers stayed and had a chance to look at photographs there of Rhodes, Jameson, and Beit. Upon Georg's return, the guide who was to lead to the rainmaker's place came, and the three set off through muddy dirt roads and over dam spillways, where in the rain, the dam overflow was several inches deep flowing over the road. Laozu was glad it was Georg at the wheel instead of himself, and was impressed with his driving under those conditions.
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The route was retraced in the dark and the two spent the night at the Lodge. There was water leaking in from outside onto the floors, and no running cold water, since the pipes leading from the dam had broken. But the electricity was working and so the pair's wet clothes could be dried by a small electric heater in the place.

Next day was the one day spent sightseeing on the trip, visiting cave paintings, a museum, and places of qi interest. After another night without running water, the pair headed east toward the Great Zimbabwe Ruins.

With all the rain, the rivers through that part of Zimbabwe had water, and Georg made sure they(as well as whatever towers had not been gifted before) got TBs. Gifting was good and the two reached the town of Masvingo by nightfall. On one of the vortex hills, Laozu was accosted by a couple of illegal gold miners demanding to know what he was doing up there. And so Laozu explained about orgonite and qi coming up through the ground. They remained suspicious, but one of them led Laozu up a path to the top of the hill, and after Laozu planted the TBs, the miners became more friendly, and by the time the foot of the hill was reached, they had showed Laozu some of the gold they had mined. They received a TB for their house after getting back to the pickup.

Next morning they drove to the Great Ruins and were accompanied by an engaging guide who told them much about the history and former uses of the ruins. Their name "Zimbabwe" was adopted by the blacks as the new name for their country after they took over political control of Rhodesia. "Zi" means "great", "mbab" means "house", and "hwe" means "stone".

And there was a great stone house on top of a steep hill, the stones being granite blocks, partly hewn, and partly broken by heating and cracking. The ascent was quite interesting, designed so that any unwanted visitors could quite easily be disposed of by dropping rocks or shooting with arrows. There was a cave with acoustics such that words spoken there could be heard down on the the plain below the hill. In that cave were two entities, one quite happy and the other quite sad--the guide explained that the place had been used for ceremonial purposes.

From there the three climbed up to the higher place on the hill, where public dances and cermonies had been performed in front of the kings in times past. As Laozu recalls, the place had been used for such purposes from the 12th to the the early 16th century. There was a high concave rock, near to the king's seat, where a strong positive entity still lingered. It reminded Laozu of the being in the old monastery ruins on Heiligenberg in Heidelberg which Cesco and he had seen last summer. It was easy to see why that hill had been picked for the Great Zimbabwe.

Later they came to another part of the ruins down on the plain, surrounded by a great circular wall. Georg had told Laozu that there was something special about the place, and indeed there was a vortex there. By that time, the guide had developed sufficient confidence in Georg and Laozu that he permitted them to gift it. Georg said he would have been surprised if there had not been a vortex there.

It was afternoon by the time they left the ruins, and just managed to reach the South African border by nightfall. Again there was trouble "jumping through the hoops" on the Zimbabwe side, but it was not so bad as entering the country had been.

On the road south from the border to Pretoria most of the towers had been previously gifted by Georg, so attention was mostly concentrated on vortices.

In Botswana and Zimbabwe gates into rangeland had been mostly unlocked, and fences had been low enough to climb easily. This was not the case in South Africa. Especially difficult were the high game fences, often ten feet tall with barbed wire and hogwire on one side, and sometimes electrified on the back. When confronted with these latter, Laozu either looked for vortices elsewhere or asked permission. On one occasion when permission was requested, it was refused on the grounds there was a tiger inside.

The vortex hunters were fortunate however, being given permission sufficiently often, and finding non-game fences sufficently often, that vortices were reached with the necessary frequency to successfully complete the circuit.

Driving south Laozu could observe that the positive canopy had already spread along their previous route three hundred kilometers to the west. Turning his attention to the far south, he became aware of a large swirl of positive qi far to the southwest. He could feel that qi was dropping downward into the swirl, but rather than depleting the positive qi above, the positive qi seemed to be stronger there than elsewhere. Georg had a GPS device, by the aid of which, it was determined that direction of this positive swirl was quite close to that of the Magaliesberg vortex mentioned above. The closer the two traveled to Pretoria, the more they became convinced that it was the Magaliesberg vortex.

I was able to confirm this about a week later when I was in the vicinity of that vortex again.

Somewhere between 150 to 200 kilometers from the Pretoria/Johannisburg area they drove under the edge of the positive canopy. Laozu found it unusual that the canopy had spread so far north from the vortices originally opened, which were the source of that part of the canopy. He speculates that the special Magaliesberg vortex, visible from so far away, may be some part of the reason.

After coming under the canopy, it was no longer necessary to gift vortices with such frequency as before, and the pair reached home not long after dark.

Georg was ill when we returned, and the severity of the illness seemed greater the next day. He in fact was suffering throughout the remainder of my stay, and when I returned home to the Palouse, I came down with apparently the same thing. At first I suspected malaria, but later it seemed that tick fever may have been the culprit, for I did get quite a few tick bites climbing about through the bush. At any event, due to his illness and the many duties which had piled up for him during our trip north, Georg decided to stay home for a few days.

During the last part of his stay in South Africa, Laozu borrowed Georg's TATA II pickup and set off to the south, to extend the positive canopy parallelogram further. It now covers an area approximately 300 km by 1250 km. The corners of the parallelogram are roughly Bulawayo (Zimbabwe) in the NW, Masvingo (Zimbabwe) in the NE, Bloemfontein (South Africa) in the SE, and Kimberly (South Africa) in the SW. I say "roughly" because the canopy actually extends a bit further.

On the way back Laozu drove through the town Magaliesburg again and verified that the vortex which had been so conspicuous on the way down from Zimbabwe was indeed the Magaliesburg vortex. It was still the case that qi was pouring down straight into the vortex, but rather than sucking all of the POR out of the area, paradoxically the area was much more positive than usual. It had actually spread south to the town of Kuruman before Laozu came upon it coming north.

About a hundred kilometers south of Kuruman Laozu found another unusual vortex. It was almost as if a number of vortices were together, for, instead of there being only one place to gift, there were a number of them, and after Laozu gifted one, the resultant expansion of the canopy covered about 80 kilometers in the period of one night.

The only place Laozu was accosted by authority on the trip was by a couple of private patrolmen on the Harmony Gold Mine (owned by the Oppenheimers I believe) not far from the town of Welcom. The soil there was pretty bad. Laozu had to scrub his trowel hard the next day to clean it.
When they learned Laozu was on his way out, they lost interest and drove on.

Laozu owes thanks to Georg and family for putting him up at their place in Jo-burg, for furnishing transportation and guidance, and for the excellent TBs used on the long gifting circuit.

     Regarding the return of the qi from the canopy to the earth in South Africa:

Before Laozu returned from South Africa, he observed the tree tops to see if qi had begun to enter the tips from above. In Germany in August of 2005 the process had begun in less than two weeks, in Japan in September/October it had begun in a similar time period, and in Taiwan in November it had actually begun more rapidly.

But in South Africa, after three weeks, it had begun only slightly or not at all. Laozu has been thinking about what might have caused or influenced the delay.

It is possible that it might be the large Magaliesberg vortex, where so much positive qi seems to pour straight down into the vortex. This vortex has also caused positive qi to have traveled much further out from the group of vortices than usual.

The vortex may have introduced a dynamic into the area which is not present elsewhere.

     Georg kept a record of the vortices gifted during Laozu's visit, and pinpointed them on a map. I colored the map with organge to show my educated guess of the canopy's location at the time I left southern Africa.

     On the return journey, due to a missed connection, I had a flight from Amsterdam directly to Seattle, which passed over northeastern Canada. About the middle of Hudson's Bay, to my surprise, I observed the edge of a positive canopy. As the route of the plane turned southerly over the Provinces of Manitoba and Saskatchawan, the canopy receded from view. I only saw another when entering southern British Columbia.

     Cesco and I had planned to go to Europe again in the summer of 2006, to extend the canopy there. For various reasons, our original plan was to go to France and Spain. However the above observations seemed that Scandanavia might lead to a more productive outcome. So we changed our plan to begin in Copenhagen, drive down to meet the canopy which we had brought to East Frisia in Germany in August of 2005, and then turn around and head north into Norway.

 Your work  represents a unique development in this movement, as I've said since our first outing together, three years ago, and what you've been accomplishing is so big that we're only now starting to see what it's about. Today, when re-reading your adventures I was struck by the significance of the appearance of the Sylphs, nearly planet-wide, with the restoriation of the orgone canopy in our atmosphere.  Where you live (and we lived) this happened through your and our systematic efforts but you're the first to 'map' the process.
 

It may be that nobody will show up who has your gift, which may mean that you'll be travelling all over the world to fine tune some of the problem areas where ordinary gifting hasn't established a healthy orgone canopy.

Also, this report represents the most systematic exploration of the effects of relatively small amounts of orgonite, intelligently/intuitively placed in the environment.  Your accomplishment in a single day in and over Hiroshima, last year, is a case in point.
 

I get glimpses, now and then, of the significance of your contribution. With hindsight, I witnessed the formation of massive Sylph clouds ahead of me for five hundred miles through West Texas one day while tossing out a simple towerbuster every three miles along the route.  The exhilration that happens when one sees and connects with a Sylph is unmistakable and that day, three years ago (right before I met you, in fact) was the grandest Sylph connection for me, yet.   I didn't even know about Sylph clouds, then, so didn't have a name for the experience.  Maybe that has something to do with the irrevelance of scale in initiatory spiritual experiences:  our deep, personal connection to aspects of the broader universe.  It seems obvious to me that this feeling is what keeps you going in this broad effort.

I've sent countless people to Ryan's site to see what Sylphs look like and now this thread has your own excellent photos, thanks. By now, not many folks are confusing the demonic-looking fakes (good blasting targets!) for Sylph clouds any more.
 

There's enough solid data in this thread, so far, to fill volumes so I'm hoping that you'll start writing books before long.  I know that you spent an awful lot of time compiling these concise reports and it's a safe bet that EW will be around for the duration, at least.

Really, this movement is so big, by now, that it has a life of its own. I'm hoping to keep EW as a standard that others can measure their own board efforts against and you just boosted EW up a few notches, my friend. 

~Don 

     It seems that nowdays there appear more sylph-like clouds, than those with real sylphs in them.

     Two years previous, my wife and I had met a Dane "Sitting Taoist" in Malmö, and he had agreed to let me mail a box of TBs from home to Denmark via his postal address. Just before leaving England, we had learned that the box had arrived. So we drove to his home in the Copenhagen suburbs, and then went to the local PO to pick up the TBs. We had intended to drive south from there through Denmark into Germany, to where the postive canopy created the previous year ended. However we found that the positive canopy had already extended north into Denmark, and even into southern Sweden.

     So we retraced our route back to Malmö, and north along the western coast route in Sweden. Since we did not have to gift along the the way, we made good time, arriving in  the city of Göteborg (or Gothenburg) about supper time. The latitude of Göteborg is about that of the most northern part of Denmark. After eating, we continued north, and not far from Göteborg we drove out from under the canopy, and began gifting. Roughly halfway between Göteborg and Uddevalla we found a vortex near some large exposed rocks, in some woods bordering a hay field. It was time for bed, so we parked the car by the side of a gravel road and carried our sleeping bags across several fields to the vortex, opened the vortex, and lay down to sleep. That was one of the least comfortable nights of the trip. For us that is. The mosquitoes and other insects had a feast, and from that night on, we mostly slept in the car. As we walked out of a field the next morning, lumpy and unkempt, the farmer (whose woods we had slept in and who was walking out to get his mail), grinned knowingly at us.

     After several hours of gifting we crossed into Norway, and that part of Norway is Cesco's back yard. He grew up in Oslo and his family has a cabin on a little lake east of there not too far from the Swedish/Norwedian border. We drove in that direction, gifted a vortex not far from the lake, and stopped at the cabin for a little appreciated rest. Neither one of us had had too much sleep the previous two nights, and it was good to get some rest. 

     The next morning we found that the canopy had caught up with us. We proceeded west to Oslo, driving out of the canopy again on the way. Driving into the capital city I spied a dormant vortex on a hill and so, putting business first, we proceeded to that hill. Turns out it was near the hill where there is a big ski jump, and we had little trouble accessing the right points.

     In the middle of the city there is a famous park featuring the work of the sculptor Gustav Vigeland. Cesco took us there, explaining much about the man and his creations. One can feel that the essence of the man is reflected in his art. Towards the rear of the park stands a large monolith which, due to the line of qi flowing through the ground beneath it, reminded me somewhat of the monolith in Switzerland Hans had shown us in the summer of 2005. There were important differences, but they were alike in that negative qi was flowing though the ground in both places. Due to the large number of visitors at the Vigeland monolith, we had to go away quite some distance (indeed out of the park) to find a place suitable for turning the line positive.

     In the afternoon we visited a quite nice photo exposition by Cesco's brother, and then resumed our journey, this time to the south along the coast, stopping for the night not far from Kristiansand. Next day we continued along the coast, through Stavanger, and visited an old Norwegian monastery near Haugesund in the afternoon. We followed some other people there inside (though we found later it was not open to the public then), and found it quite worth the visit. I have forgotten some of the details, which I shall perhaps add later if and when Cesco reminds me.

     The next large town along the coast was Bergen, but due to the high cost of ferries and the fact that Cesco was interested in visiting a special place inland, we headed northwest inland. 

      In March of 2005, while walking and admiring the feel and view of the Grand Canyon of Arizona, Cesco was moved to tell me something of the gifted Norwegian clairvoyant and healer Marcello Haugen, who had worked very hard over the years to assist the many who had come to him for help.

     He had a cabin named Semeti, built near the top of Pillaguri Mountain in central Norway, on a small piece of land given to him by a man for whom he had once performed a service.  Cesco somehow knew where it was located on the map, though it was only after a kindly clerk at a hotel en route looked up the location on the internet, that we learned he had guessed correctly. Pillaguri is near the town of Otta, and it was evening when we reached there. After navigating to the top via gravel and dirt roads, we found a wooden sign directing us to a path leading to the cabin. After about a half-mile walk we reached the cabin, situated on a small hill. There was a spirit inside the structure, which I suspect was Haugen's, and it seemed to be pleased that we had come visiting. It was a handsome simple place, built early in the 20th century, and all the construction materials had been carried up the mountain by hand. We stayed there for about an hour. The spirit seemed to have a special connection to Cesco, but I will leave it up to him to comment further if he deems it appropriate. I will only mention that later during the trip the spirit tipped us off about a particular vortex that it seemed concerned we open.

     It had been some distance since we had opened a vortex, and so next morning we carefully scouted around for one. There was quite a strong one on top of a higher mountain, several miles from Pilliguri. This one was not easily accessible, taking us about a 30 minute drive looking for a reasonable trail access, and then about a two and a half hour hike up over open ground and rocks. This vortex was right at the peak of the mountain and the soil was thin there. Fortunately one of the qi spurs was in a small crevice, in which we could hide a TB. The view was majestic and we spent a half hour or so resting there enjoying it, before heading back down the mountain.

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     We drove north through Trondheim and Mo i Rana up past the arctic circle, opening vortices as we went. Thence we turned east and south, reaching the Baltic at Umeå in Sweden. We were not sure how much further south we would have to travel before coming under the canopy so, having more time remaining than anticipated, we elected to take the ferry across to Vasa in Finland.

     Finland has many lakes, and many (and large) mosquitoes. We did not even try to sleep out here, and often Cesco would wait in the car while I went vortex healing, we having only one mosquito net between the two of us. From Vasa we drove east and south towards Helsinki. Returning from one vortex, away out in the woods, I jumped in the car and began backing down the dirt road without paying sufficient attention. I high-centered on the edge of a ditch, and so had to hike out to find help. First man I encountered was a farmer working on his tractor. I was amazed to see him with only underwear on, taking in the wonderful sunshine, and apparently immune to the mosquitoes. He only understood a few words of English, and I exactly no Finnish, but he eventually figured out what the problem was, and drove his tractor up to pull us out. He did have enough English to tell us, with a grin after the car was on soldid ground again, "Don't do it again!"

     It rained just before nightfall, but that did not prevent about two dozen mosquitoes somehow getting in the car before we moved our stuff to the front seat and ourselves into the back for sleeping. We had to hunt down and kill the rascals before we could doze off. Cesco is the better hunter, having killed about three times my number. 

     Next day we make it to Helsinki, and then we turned east towards Turku (or Åbo, as the Swedes call it). About forty or fifty kilometers from Turku, we drove under a positive canopy. This meant that the canopy had likely spread over the Baltic after us into Vasa, and had rapidly spread south. We stopped gifting at this point, and drove into town. Next morning we took the ferry again, to Sweden, only arriving in Stockholm in late afternoon. There was a positive canopy overhead all the way over the Baltic and, in fact, for the rest of our trip south along the eastern Swedish coast.

     When we reached Stockholm it was raining. It was also a Sunday and a national holiday, so we had a difficult time finding dinner. Eventually we succeeded and afterwards headed out of the city to find a place to park and spend the night. As we emerged from the suburbs the sun was out again and Cesco directed us to an old old church by a beautiful little lake. It was called Salem Church and Cesco sensed that somehow we were needed there.

     And he was quite correct. There was quite a nice spirit in the church, but also a much stronger negative one that was feeding off a negative line that flowed through the church up the hill from the lake. We took out six TBs and Cesco planted them, changing the line to positive. We then went back up the hill and did what we could to persuade the negative spirit to leave the other alone. We slept in the parking lot in the churchyard, and by next morning the the church was bright and positive. I have no idea how Cesco knew we should go there.

     Next day we drove south, reaching the small city of Ystad just about dinner time. From Ystad we took the ferry over to the Danish island of Bornholm, to the southeast. It has late when we arrived at the island town of Ronne, so we drove up a weed covered country lane and parked for the night. We gifted a vortex near the middle of the island the next morning, and then drove to the old castle ruins at Hammershus  on the northern part of the island. There was also a vortex here, and we were able to gift it, ducking behind a wall where we could not be seen. There was a negative line through a tower there which needed gifting, however, which we could not work on without being seen. The line came from the sea, and passed near a light house about a mile away. Fortunately there was a road to the light house, and we were able to take care of the problem there in privacy. We found a much-needed public shower on the island, and took the ferry back to Ystad in the afternoon.

     We did not visit them that day, but later before leaving Sweden, we saw the Ales Stenar, a ring of stones on the coast west of Ystad, formed in the shape of a ship. The stones on the left side were more regular in a way than those on the right, in that the qi in them alternated negative, positive, negative, positive, etc. There were two places in the earth, about a third of the way from each end, where there was concentrated negative qi in the ground inside the circle. And there was a positive line of qi than came from the field on the left, entering through one of the positive stones on the left, crossing through the enclosed area, and coming out of that area through a gap in the line on the right, continuing on and flowing into the sea (not visible in the photo) to the right.

    The night before we left Sweden we slept in the car on a dirt road by an abandoned farm house not too far north from Malmö. Or tried to... shortly after we had gotten comfortable in the back of the car we were visited by men with flashlights. I pulled on my pants, got out, and was told that we were NOT allowed to sleep there, that they had locked the gates, but they would let us out without calling the police if we left immediately. We did, and so have no Swedish police record to date.

     Next day we headed home. On the way out we passed through Hamburg and Blankensee in Germany, and thus I know for a fact that the positive canopy was above those cities. At that time, the end of June, I estimated that the positve canopy extended from Nice in the south, to the arctic circle in Scandanavia in the north; and from Helsinki in the east to Wales in the west.

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     He had a cabin named Semeti, built near the top of Pillaguri Mountain in central Norway, on a small piece of land given to him by a man for whom he had once performed a service. One reason we turned inland north of Stavanger, rather than continuing up the coast through Bergen, was to visit that place. Cesco somehow knew where it was located on the map, though it was only after a kindly clerk at a hotel en route looked up the location on the internet, that we learned he had guessed correctly. Pillaguri is near the town of Otta, and it was evening when we reached that there. After navigating to the top via gravel and dirt roads, we found a wooden sign directing us to a path leading to the cabin. After about a half-mile walk we reached the cabin, situated on a small hill. There was a spirit inside the structure, which I suspect was Haugen's, and it seemed to be pleased that we had come visiting. It was a handsome simple place, built early in the 20th century, and all the construction materials had been carried up the mountain by hand. We stayed there for about an hour. The spirit seemed to have a special connection to Cesco, but I will leave it up to him to comment further if he deems it appropriate. I will only mention that later during the trip the spirit tipped us off about a particular vortex that it seemed concerned we open.

     It had been some distance since we had opened a vortex, and so next morning we carefully scouted around for one. There was quite a strong one on top of a higher mountain, several miles from Pilliguri. This one was not easily accessible, taking us about a 30 minute drive looking for a reasonable trail access, and then about a two and a half hour hike up over open ground and rocks. This vortex was right at the peak of the mountain and the soil was thin there. Fortunately one of the qi spurs was in a small crevice, in which we could hide a TB. The view was majestic and we spent a half hour or so resting there enjoying it, before heading back down the mountain.

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I've got tb's scattered aound the town of GOL and higher up, near the ski resort and

lake. That is pretty central Norway.

The day after I gifted it snowed a few inches and that was late May.

If you're down that way and notice any positive qui, I'd like to hear about it.

Hade

     Cesco enlisted his good friend Gustav, who had just finished a forestry job preparatory to attending college this fall, to drive us around the island. Gusti turned out to be a great assest, and we owe him and his car much for our successful journey.
     We set off that Thursday evening, gifting a second vortex just east of the city on our way out.  Our first major stop was Thingvellir. This is the site of the world´s first parliament, and is where the Icelandic parliament, the Allthing, was held from 930 until 1798. It is also the site of a recently opened vortex. It is a special place, both geologically (being on the meeting line of two major tectonic plates) and ethericly. There is an old church nearby, built shortly after the country turned Christian in the year 1000, and there is a quite strong positive qi line running through the church at right angles to the fault line. Down from the church, across from the actual meeting site of the Allthing, is another strong line of positive qi; much wider and somewhat softer than the one through the church, but roughly parallel to it. It passes through a spectacular falls nearby , and in the falls is a quite cheerful undine.
     We set out again and gifted until dark, where we spent the night with some of Gusti´s (hospitable) co-workers.

     Our first vortex next day was on a small mountain east of the town of Borgarnes. As we were coming down, the guardian entity of the mountain joyfully made itself known to us (reminiscent of a similar experience in Japan last fall).
     One of the vortices was on a rather steep mountain. I had to travel on all fours about a third of the way, and the round trip took us about three hours.  But it was a beautiful view at the top, and the strength of the vortex when opened, made it quite worthwhile.
     Toward the end of the day we arrived at the glacier Snæfellsjökull. The glaciers in Iceland have been melting at an unusual pace these past years, but there are still some large and impressive ones on the island. Snæfellsjökull is not large, but it is impressive. We climbed up on it just before dark, to gift a special vortex. Usually there is a cone of qi coming up from below, but on Snæfellsjökull the shape was more like a narrow cone coming up (although it did not come up straight all the way, bending at right angles twice). It was dark when we got back down to the town below, Arnarstapi, but with aid of a flashlight we managed to get the tent up.

     On Saturday we headed east until we reached the main ring road around Iceland, Highway 1, where we headed north following the road clockwise around the island. Nothing extraordinary occurred that day, other than I observed when getting back to Highway 1 that the positive canopy had appeared for the first time. That night we put up the tent for the second time, in the daylight, in a farmer´s field, and with better results. We were of course outside the canopy by that time, but by next morning it had caught up with us.

     Iceland has plenteous hot springs. Reykjavik is the first city I have visited where two lines of water go into each house from the street: one hot, and one cold. On Sunday we visited one of the more spectacular hot springs sites, which was not far from a vortex.
     This was just west of the Icelandic "badlands", which is an area in the north where little grows and few people live. We gifted one strong vortex there, on a desolate mountain in the rain (it had been overcast or raining most of the time since my arrival). By the time my clothes had dried, we came to Akureyr, the largest town in the north of the islands. Cesco treated us to dinner, and I had my first taste of Iceland fish, which was delicious. 
     That night we slept near another farmer´s field, again ahead of the canopy.

     All day Monday we drove east, still with poor weather, opening vortices along the way. After gifting a vortex on the outskirts of the town of Egilsstadir, we turned off Highway 1 continuing on to the coast to the small seaport of Seydisfjördur. Here arrives once a week a ferry bearing tourists from Norway, and here live two friends of Cesco and Gustav: Helgi and Thorun, and their two small children. They graciously invited us to spend a couple nights there. It was good to take a shower and scrape some of the whiskers off.

     Tuesday we slept in a bit, and then drove north to Borgarfjördur. There was a vortex on the edge of the town, and a little restaurant which serves wonderful fish soup.
     But these were not the reasons we drove there. Manty Icelanders express belief in the unseen people: the trolls, the giants, the dwarves, the elves.  And the area around Borgarfjördur was supposed to be elf country. I was interested in finding out what the qi of an elf felt like. We had to drive in-country a couple miles, and then hike another three or four up into the hills to reach a big rock which was called "elf-church", because in the past elves had been seen going in an out of that rock.     Of course elves do not often make themselves visible to people or invite them into their domiciles -- nor did they to us that day. But on the way up the trail we passed a rock which was said to be the haunt of an elf in former times. There was an entity inside, and I tried to get a feel for its qi. It was much more like that of a human being than that of a sylph or one of the mountain spirits. It seemed to spiral up where one would expect the body to be, which is not the case with a human, but
the feeling around the head area was more similar to that of a human. And the emotion around the head area was a little sad, which emotion seems to be the most common for humans.
     After a time on the trail, it became quite foggy, which they say elves like. When we got to the large rock after about an hour's hike, there seemed to be about four other similar entities in the rock.  The qi in the rock itself was not as it should be. I spent about a half hour, with help, trying to rectify things. Of course I asked first if it was OK, and there was a short but sharp argument before it was decided that the treatment was the right thing to do. I was a party to the argument, but I wasn´t really one of the adversaries -- it was rather queer. During the treatment some things were forced out of the rock which should not have been in there:  it reminded me a bit of the experience I had had with Georg at the Megaliesburg vortex last February. As in that case, after the treatment a "mopping up" operation was required to see that the negative things did not reenter afterwards.
     Cesco suggested I look for qi lines going through the rock. Sure enough, there were two of them. One was a good one, which went up the hill behind and through a large cylindrical shaped rock. There was a similar entity in it. The other was negative, and came down from another direction passing along the base of the large rock. We went up the hill to a place were there was enough soil over the rocks that we could bury six TBs, and Cesco buried them, turning the line positive. The  big rock seemed quite fine afterwards. Cesco felt that the entity in the cylindrical rock wanted something, which was correct, and we took care of it.
     I was quite energized on the way back, and covered the ground in about half the time as would normally be the case, stopping only for a short time at the smaller rock, where we had seen the first entity, to do a little work there.
     We drove back to Seydisfjördur, and spent another night at Helgi and Thorun´s place.

     When we had driven into Seydisfjördur on Monday night, I had noticed that the mountain across the fjord to the northeast from the town had unusual positive qi in it, and that there was a dormant vortex on top. Because it was so high, we put off climbing it until Wednesday morning. Gusti stayed back to have some work on the car done, and Cesco and I set off about 8:30 in the morning. The climb was not difficult, but it was long and tiring: we arrived back in town at 3PM.  It was the strongest vortex we gifted on the trip, however, and there were several confirmations of this:
     First, by the time we left Seydisfjördur at about 4:30, there were many sylphs in the sky, and their procession centered above the gifted peak.
     Second, the positive canopy had not only caught up with us, but had spread as far as could be seen in every direction, We were to find during the next few days that the canopy had extended over the entire island at that time, and as far as could be seen over the ocean, to the east, to the south, and to the west.  My suspicion was that it had now joined with the canopy over Europe, and perhaps with that over northern Canada.
     That night we took a short detour off the main highway and drove to Stödvarfjördur on the coast, where is located one of the finest of rock collections. It had, amoung many other things, specimens of Iceland fellspar. Most fellspar that you see is striated, but here were some clear pieces, and one in particular was quite clear.  I noticed that the feeling of the clear pieces was better than that of the common pieces, and that of the best piece was quite good.
     We found a nice spot by the sea to put up the tent. Beginning that day (Wednesday), the weather turned sunny, and it continued nice, more or less, for the remainder of the trip.

     Next morning we back-tracked to Highway 1 and drove south, continuing to open vortices, even though the positive canopy, with its incident positive entities, was now everywhere above. Our thinking was that Iceland is only a modestly large island between two continents, and so needed to be well-stocked.
     The largest glacier in Europe, Vatnajökul, in is southeast Iceland. One vortex we gifted that day was on a little ridge, overlooking a tail of that glacier.  Besides a quite tall positive entity that greeted us there, after the gifting, there appeared a number of birds, including two falcons, circling the newly opened vortex.
     We spent the night further down the road, erecting our tent near a beautiful little chapel close to a famous old cliff called Lomagnupur.  One of the most famous of the old Icelandic sagas is Njalssaga, which has a good translation into English. I recommend it to anyone who is interested in the old history of Iceland and the customs of the Vikings. One of the characters in that saga had a dream of a giant coming out of Lomagnupur speaking to him a prediction which later became true. The little chapel had quite a nice feeling inside, and Cesco had a chance to sit there undisturbed for a time before the next tourists arrived. There has been a chapel there likely since before 1200.

     On Friday morning we stopped at an old nunnery Kirkjubæjarklaustur, which was close by a dormant vortex. On the way to the cloister was a hill with sheer sides called Systrastapi (Nun´s Rock). On one side was anchored a cable which extended over the top of the hill and which ended in a small chain coming down just above a trail that ended about 2/3 of the way up the hill. The chain extended down only far enough that a reasonably tall adult could reach it, and to get the rest of the way up the hill one had to pull himself up the chain hand over hand.
     At the southernmost part of the island is a beach Dyrholaey at which we stopped. Cesco had long wished to swim in the ocean, and he and Gustav did so here. I stayed in the car. Afterwards a warmly dressed woman came up to them and told them they were heroes, and that the newspaper should have been informed beforehand so that photographers could be present. 
     Further down the road was an impressive waterfall, with a vortex nearby. The sun was out, and when one walked into the falls a beautiful double rainbow was present. One could walk right to the foot of the rainbow, which was my first such experience.
     The last vortex of particular note was up on a high headland. It turned out to be directly below the cairn of one of the first viking settlers of the country, buried in 875. There were other graves up there as well, and considerable effort must have been expended to carve and transport up the rocks necessary for their adornment.
     We arrived back in Reykjavik that night, our cycle complete.

     Next day Cesco and I went back to the Parliament Building, and followed one of the bad lines passing through the gardent, untill we found an inconspicuous place where it could be gifted. It turned out that the same line went under a large public statue elsewhere in the city.

     On the flight back from Iceland I was naturally keen to see how far the positive canopy extended to the west and south.  The first leg of my flight was to Minneapolis, and I was surprised that that canopy continued all the way to that city, over Greenland and central Canada.
     The second leg was to Las Vegas, and somewhere not too far south of Minneapolis the plane flew out from under the positive canopy.