Delilah Sullivan

Rosslyn Chapel, Scotland. Between Christmas and New Year I spent 3 nights hanging out with my brother in Edinburgh - my first time in the city, though not his. I loved it :) My intention was to report back on my experience of Arthur’s Seat, but given we climbed the ancient volcano’s 251 metres in Storm Gerrit - and was nearly blown off my feet - I found it difficult to tune into the energies of it. I did, between the gusts, pick up some crossing energy lines at the top, but decided to leave a report on Arthur’s Seat to another day. The energy and atmosphere of it set me up beautifully though for our trip the next day, 7 miles south of Edinburgh to Roslin Glen and the infamous Rosslyn Chapel (you may remember it as a location in the Dan Brown film ‘The Da Vinci Code’). Now, I could focus…

Durdle Door, Dorset. The light at Durdle Door took me by surprise. Which I find fascinating as I have visited numerous times, it being a local beach of mine in Dorset: twice, at dawn on Christmas Day to watch the sunrise with friends; many a walk before or after Sunday lunch; swimming with my dog in my twenties, for cold water swims in more recent years; with my son, on numerous occasions with friends and family - including when two of us scrambled up to its summit…before this became inaccessible due to erosion. 

WEST HAM UNITED at The LONDON STADIUM. It was only a matter of time before I would go to a WEST HAM UNITED football game. In fact, my first ever football match; booked as a family outing this December. I am from a tribe of Hammers supporters: a ‘true’ Londoner, born within a mile or so of the original Boleyn Ground, WEST HAM FC’s former home at Upton Park. Since 2016 they have been located at the LONDON STADIUM, constructed in nearby Stratford for the 2012 Olympics. But it’s not their spiritual home. That was demolished.

Poppy Factory, Richmond. Someone - I can’t remember who - suggested I do an energy reading of The Poppy Factory, which is just up the road from where I live. It seemed a good idea - Armistice Day is coming up (11th November) - and so I book myself a ticket for their tour…and another for a friend who actually lives in the Poppy Factory flats and had never visited either. Something simple, yet meaningful: a signature of our day and the energy around it.

Urquhart Castle, Inverness. Urquhart created mixed feelings for me. Its energy is powerful. Symbolically, it provokes - though I felt a yearning for the underlying green and richness. My experience was uncomfortable, yet informative. Everything is magnified when it echoes through time: a reminder we can choose light in the midst of battle.

Dundreggan Forest, Scotland. The Dundreggan estate in the Highlands of Scotland is slowly weaving itself into me. It’s funny how places do that to us, isn’t it? Maybe it’s a signature of the Scottish way. This forest first came to my knowledge in 2019 when I searched online for an organisation where I could donate or plant trees – specifically, I wanted to add beauty to our planet. Trees for Life, which offers the opportunity to create ongoing ‘groves of trees’, planted for our future in a stunning location, was perfect. I was in.

LOCH NESS, Scottish Highlands. Loch Ness is old…in the true sense of what it means to pre-date what we yet know. Timeless and exciting…hypnotising. Could there be a Loch Ness mythical ‘monster’? Absolutely. Are we ready for such a world to reveal itself to us? Maybe, not yet. Should you visit? Most definitely - though most will just see ‘a lake’, so you may choose to visit alone, as I did.

CROP CIRCLE, Hatherden Lane, Nr Charlton, Hampshire …when it came time to leave (I could have definitely stayed longer) I noticed how full of energy I felt…and still do, a day later. My spirit guide tells me: It is not the numbers which are significant, but the patterns. See the patterns, not the numbers. This is the key to Life. Something to ponder, and in the meantime, I am left with a pulsing…a feeling of infinity, duality vastly reduced.

If you can go, I suggest you do.

STONEHENGE, Wiltshire. I have driven past Stonehenge many times. I usually open the car window in a vague attempt to absorb some of the energy, but have never felt compelled to stop and visit. That all changed on 7th July 2023 (7.7.7) when my car ‘broke down’ on the A303 exactly on an energy line to Stonehenge - pretty much as close as a car can stop. (It is a magical story, which I have shared on Instagram). Returning to London 3 days later, immediately after visiting a crop circle, I find myself turning off the main road, towards the ancient iconic landmark.

CROP CIRCLE, Norton Plantation, Wiltshire. My trip to Norton Plantation was a last minute decision. A few circles had been reported in the UK in the Hampshire and Wiltshire area (courtesy of the very useful and interesting website cropcircleconnector.com and a prompt from a friend). ‘Go to this one,’ I heard from my guide. I wasn’t disappointed as access was easy - not all farmers will allow visits to their land. It had only recently been discovered (3 days earlier, on 07.07.2023)…and I had the place to myself. Just me and the rain.

A guided walk, Pall Mall to Whitechapel. I had a fascinating day today. ‘Let’s go for a walk,’ he said (my spirit guide, that is). ‘I want to show you some places, for research and the book,’ he said. ‘Pall Mall to Whitechapel. On Monday.’ (My mind instantly goes to the Monopoly board). That’s a long way, I say. ‘You’ll be fine’. And so today, Monday, we set off.

Berwick St, London. A friend asked me to check out Berwick Street. So I did. It’s a street which calls us in; since a teenager, when walking between Oxford Circus and Covent Garden I would cut through Soho, and, more often than not, would find myself inadvertently pulled into Berwick Street. It has a strange magnetism…a sense of familiarity and reassurance. Market streets do this to us.

Boscastle, Cornwall. I wasn’t planning on visiting Boscastle - my friend, during a conversation with fellow guests at our hotel, was drawn to visit the Museum of Witchcraft and Magic there. But oh my goodness, as we drove down through the valley and woods, what powerful energy - so full and ‘deep’.

The Borders of the United Kingdom. On my first trip to Brussels, I was interested to experience the energy of the centre of the EU (especially with the Ukraine invasion unfolding). I suppose I was anticipating it being ‘heavy’ or ‘congested’ or defensive in some way (Belgium is ‘land-locked’, is the headquarters of NATO, the EU…). Instead, I found the energies so ‘light’.

St Michael’s Mount, Marazion. Well, what a fascinating place. I was drawn here because of the ley lines, which I wanted to experience. Four main ley / energy lines - travelling beyond the UK - ‘converge’ on St Michaels Mount. (The St Michael Line runs through Glastonbury Tor, Avebury, Mont St Michel in France and beyond, for instance).

Morte Pointe, Mortehoe. It’s been a while since I’ve posted a land energy reading…and what a brilliant place to get back into it! @janewakeuk and I headed out for an early walk (from the fab apartment just above this hidden cove). As we descended to the water’s edge my natural instinct would be to open my energy field to cleanse - not so here!

Richmond Palace. The images I captured include original hinges for the gateway doors of the original entrance and the spot where I experienced very powerful energy - as you enter Richmond Green - an area of cobbled road which I sensed as the place of gateway to the palace - very powerful!