The Merlin Current

david hobbs · The Merlin Current

The Merlin Link

“So who’s the medium tonight” I asked the woman sitting in the next seat. We had arrived late and the hall was almost full so we had sat near to the back of the hall.
“I ‘m not sure” she said, “I think we have a speaker this week for a change”. What are they going to talk about” I asked. “Not a clue she giggled” no doubt we’ll soon find out” This was to be a new experience. Each time that I had been to the Healing Hands Centre it had been to see a medium. I wondered what the speaker was going to talk about and hoped that it would not be too dull. The hall had now filled up and people were chatting and catching up with the events of the week. Sheila walked to the front of the hall and the talking slowly died away as she climbed the steps up onto the rostrum.

“Good evening everybody”. Tonight we have something a little different for you. Geoff Hughes has kindly offered to speak to us about his work with the Merlin energies. Three elderly ladies in front of me looked at each other and their faces said it all. “What’s she talking about, Merlin energies, what’s that when it’s at home”. People began muttering and someone could clearly be heard saying “that’s black magic isn’t it’. This was going to be an interesting evening. Whatever the Merlin energies were my full attention was now focused on the rostrum, but my ears were still picking up dark mutterings from some of the senior members of the congregation. The door to the side of the rostrum opened and there he was. I had to blink to make sure that I was seeing correctly as Geoff strode purposefully up onto the rostrum resplendent in a hooded floor length dark robe trimmed with gold. I must admit he did look every inch like a black magician clutching a stout wooden staff in one hand and a beautifully crafted sword in the other. His thick black beard and piercing dark eyes reinforced the presence that came with this man, he was not a big man by any standards but he had a presence that filled the rostrum. Here was a man whose body language said” here I am, take it or leave it”. I liked that. I liked that very much. As he walked in the mutterings from the congregation were mixed with short gasps and some very audible giggling. I began to feel a little angry. This man had come to speak to us on a Sunday night for no enumeration. Chances were that we had been let down by the medium for the evening and he had been asked at short notice to come along to speak to us Surely the least that people could do would be to make him feel welcome and politely keep their views to themselves.
How bloody rude could you get I thought. Geoff sat down beside Sheila while she read out the notices for the coming week. That done, a quick lord’s prayer and we were off.
“And now I would like you to give a warm welcome to Geoff Hughes who will be talking this evening about his experiences working with the Merlin. I made a point of clapping as loudly as I could and a few people joined in, most however sat with their arms crossed and just stared at the strange intimidating looking man now coming to his feet up on the rostrum. I could not understand such hostility, and as my embarrassment at the behaviour of others around me grew, I wondered were the spiritual part of these spiritualists had gone. I supposed that it had been put away for the evening in the,” I know better cabinet”. Still I would see what this man had to say and decide what I thought afterwards. I had been taught to do that in circle so the same principle should work very well on this occasion. I have to admit that I didn’t understand much of what Geoff talked about that evening, but the main thrust of it was that we are all on different spokes of the same wheel. Although we had different beliefs and differing points of view, and life experiences, we were all travelling towards the centre of the wheel. We were all learning the same thing, and going to the same destination, but just taking different paths to get there, and his own just happened to be the path of the Merlin. He spoke about the Sword that he had brought with him and what it represented to him and his work, and so the evening went on. He obviously had a lot more to say than he did, but I felt that perhaps due in part to the obvious hostility toward him, he had kept it simple, and not too controversial. He finished his talk to sparse applause and Sheila brought the evening to an end. For the first time that I could recall not one of the people in the hall approached the speaker for a chat at the end of the evening.

I just don’t know what the reason was, but I decided to take the bull by the horns. I leaned toward my wife and said” I’m going to give the healing a miss tonight”, “but by all means you stay on if you want too”. She nodded that she would stay, and with that I walked to the front of the hall and held out my hand towards Geoff Hughes. “Thanks for the talk I really enjoyed it” I lied. The truth was that I hadn’t fully understood any of it, but I was not going to let him leave thinking that everyone in the hall was disinterested in what he had to say. “Would you like to come back to my place for a cup of tea and a chat”? For the first time that evening his face broke into a smile, and he said that he would love to, and could he bring his wife Val he asked nodding towards a dark haired woman sitting in the front row who was smiling up at us. I recognised her as one of the visiting mediums from some weeks before. So that was his connection with spiritualism. I had not realised that Val was sitting in the audience, and that made my embarrassment at the behaviour of some of the people there even more intense. “She’ is more than welcome to come I agreed”,

Enter the dragon.

Back home in my sitting room Val and Geoff, now dressed in suit and tie, sat opposite me on the settee sipping their tea. We chatted about spiritualism, and healing mostly. Val was telling me about the various churches that she had worked at, and I learned from Geoff that he had spent much of his life abroad with the army, but was now working as a civilian desk sergeant at Benfleet police station. Of all the things I imagined this man to do, working with the police was the last. Surely policemen were sane and rational people weren’t they? “Do you ever talk to the policemen about the things that you do” I asked Geoff. “Not really” he said, “only on the odd occasion if someone shows an interest”. I soon realised that he was pleased to find someone to speak to about his interests because mostly he had to keep his own council as far as his path work was concerned. I must say that I was only too happy to listen to what they both had to say because this was all new territory to me, and I was now hungry to learn about all things paranormal. It seemed that Geoff had learned to work his Merlin Majik alone at home and that he had made contacts on the inner realms. I took these contacts to be his version of guides. He made these contacts over a number of years and it was achieved through regular meditation, and also by performing various rituals. It seemed that he was very keen on an old order of magicians called The Golden Dawn, and he had been studying the order for many years. Apparently the Golden Dawn had been very influential within something he called, the Western Mystery Tradition and that they had practiced ritual magic, but he did not explain what the aims of this order were, but he felt that he now carried on the work of those long dead magicians due to contacts that he had made on the inner plains.
After the events of the past few months, who was I to judge the life experiences of another human being, but being human I felt that Merlin, or as Geoff referred to him, the Merlin, surely was just fantasy, and that Majik was for children’s story books. If he was deluded, and who the hell was I to say, he was still an interesting man to spend time with, and by now I had realised that you can always learn from the most unlikely people, even people who believed that Merlin not only used to actually exist, but still did, or at least some contactable part of him did. I started to become aware of an energy building up in the room. Something was changing, but I did not know what.

I ignored it for a while and we continued to talk about Val’s experiences as a medium. It was growing more urgent and I felt that something was “on its way’. I looked over toward Geoff, and asked “are you aware that something is coming this way’. He narrowed his eyes a little and said’ which direction is it coming from”. “It is coming from behind you’ I said, and at the moment I feel it approaching like an express train”. What difference did the direction matter I wondered. I was now certain that something was trying to come to us and it was getting stronger by the moment. “It’s coming from the east” I said”, what is it. “ know what it is” he replied and if you wish I can summon it into the room, but I have to tell you that once it is here I have no way of knowing what is going to happen”. The pressure was still building and I knew that I had to do something. I had been working with spirit guides for a little while now so I turned to Val and said that I would ask my guide what to do. Go ahead she said. I will find out if the answer is coming from a true guide or not. I could tell by the look on Geoff’s face that he was growing impatient and he obviously did not hold “spirit Guides” in very high regard. As it was me that this thing seemed to be coming toward I took the attitude that like it or not I would ask my Guide. I began to meditate and in a very short time I was overshadowed by my spirit guide. After welcoming him Val tested him with a question” can you tell me the story of the willow pattern” she asked. The guide began speaking and gradually the story of the willow pattern, of which I had no prior knowledge, began to unfold. He was apparently correct in every detail of this story which referred to the Willow Pattern seen on many types of crockery especially plates. Val said that he was indeed a true guide and asked him if it was safe to allow whatever it was that was coming into the room. He simply replied “why not” When he was done I came back to my normal state and Val said that it was safe to continue. I could hear Geoff beginning to chant. It was too late to turn back now.

The room lit up and I was in a place of brilliant white light. I was looking down, something was rising up from the floor, something made from an even more intense light. It was swirling and the light from it was intense. As it formed I could see first its legs and then its body. Finally it stood before me, a dragon of pure light. The feeling of the most intense love emanated from it, and I was lost in the light and the all consuming love. It began to approach and then we were locked in an embrace of bliss. I knew this being. From where I neither knew, nor cared, it mattered not one jot to me. “It’s you’ I said “it’s you. “Well who were you expecting” was the answer delivered in a tone that said “you need too ask”. I knew that in that moment I had met myself. Not the mundane David with the physical body who sat in circle and worked on the markets, but a self that was far greater than all of that. It was my true self, the sum total of me, how I was without the impediments of the physical body or the questioning mind that had been my total world experience for all of my previous life, but rather me just being a part of the whole, in fact being the whole. Words fail to paint a complete picture of this experience and I know that to try would be pointless.
It moved back to the centre of the room and flipped up its triangular tipped tail before slowly beginning to fade away. It was gone, but the whole room was still ringing with the residue of this contact with what I can only describe as purity. I sat for an eternity, still consumed by a feeling of love and bliss, and if I had died at that moment it would have been as nothing. I had been opened to something indescribable, something that would always be with me, and of course always had, but to which I had been blind. I felt that I had touched the source, my source, and now my eyes were opened. I thank you Geoff. I will be forever in your debt.

meiah

Yes.

Saying thankyou to you for sharing that is too mundane

evergreen

what a wonderful experience.. and all it took ws to be open to a strange and new idea.. and to not judge but give someone a go.. bravo David!

I'm guessing that evening changed your life

this must be in your book

david hobbs

That evening changed my whole perception of so called reality.

I was if you like initiated into the current.

I think these energies are passed on from mage to apprentice.

I have never found my apprentice and that leaves a gap in my life that although incomprehensible to the uninitiated, fills me with a longing.

A longing to pass on the current.

I have taught many people over the years all sorts of things but never the Merlin current.

Truth is that you cannot teach it you just pass it on.

They say when the student is ready the master will appear and for me that has happened on three occasions.

I don't class myself as a master but perhaps one day my apprentice will appear and then I can travel on feeling that I have fulfilled my work.

I don't use these things much any more but once you have them they become you and never leave you.

Still i can play golf and have a drink and swear a bit so life's not so bad.

evergreen

oh yes David I so understand you are the second person this week I have spoken to who is looking for someone to pass their "thing" on to.. the other is a incredible healer now nearing 90 still working still looking for that illusive apprectice though she too has taught many she has not found "the one"-

I offered some words to her, not adequate enough but they are what came to mind -

"..perhaps her role has been the teacher of many not the master of a few.."

I'd love to be your apprectice but I feel so unworthy of such title, I wonder if others have felt the same afteral it is a two way street..

ahh to be in England

Raymond

evergreen

I'm touched you remember Raymond

Raymond

and they call me self centred.

david hobbs

mark

david that is an amazing story to share with us,may i ask wher ehave i read this before please,was it here or on sos

david hobbs

mark

i didnt see it on the old forum ,ive read it here maybee within the last 4 months ,but i dont remember it being worded exactly like this

anyway dave ,loved it ,thanx for sharing

david hobbs

You could be right Mark but my memory struggles to rember my last thought

billy nomates

dave- i am still available to recieve tuition........

good job i didnt throw my toe nail clippings away last night!

david hobbs

You already know what to do Billy.

Perhaps it's just direction that you need.

billy nomates

yes - i feel being more assertive is the way to go.

it seems that every time i play by the rules or acquiesce then i get sand in my face!

we all have our own paths and if we do not stick to them then we get buffeted by others.......

so i have been feeling that i should take the bull by the horns more and put my WILL first.......

crowley said something like' find your own path and stick to it regardless of others.'...........

or as norman stanley fletcher said 'dont let the bastards grind you down!'

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still a little guidance and some ghosthunting/meditation might liven things up again.....i havent seen a six foot wide spider in years!