My discovery of Romania Three years before my discovery of Romania, I met a Tatoo artist. Ryan was fascinated with ancient glyphs and was studying some of the geometry himself. He heard I spent years in and out of Egypt deciphering the codex. Ryan was exceptional at his craft, but what drew me to him was his Magic and Gift of sight. He wanted to study white Magic with me and offered to tattoo my body in exchange. Ryan is a famous artist who tattooed many people from the Toronto Raptors basketball team. Ryan also tattooed some work on Drakes's Body, a renowned singer. It was an honour for me to paint on my body and give him free rein to do what he wished with the design. We both agreed on wings; I wanted Angel wings.
Ryan said no because of a vision about me being in another country; He explained to me it was the land of kings. There were seven of them very ancient, who had similar esoteric strength as I did. He wanted to draw blackbird wings that would honour my Thunderbird tradition and the culture of the country I would arrive in one day. I would use a Quartz Crystal Skull given to me by a Mayan Elder, and Ryam would fill the Ink in its eyes. Together Ryan and I would use Magic and specific Mantras while tattooing my body during 6 to 8-hour sittings. When the pain of the needle would take over my body, I would have visions of a powerful civilization that hosted countries from all over the world. It was a paradise; at times, I thought I was dreaming about the Garden of Eden. I would see the face of a large man with a well-manicured beard bearing a scar across his face. I would see the looks of past kings ancient thousands of years old.I chalked it up to visions of previous places I have visited on my journeys but never thought it would be a future home I would eventually visit and live for many years. We would finish the Tatoo in a couple of months. We both went a little crazy, he was getting tired of drawing black feathers all day, and I was exhausted from the pain. The Tattoo would take a couple of months to complete. We both went a little crazy, he was getting tired of drawing black feathers all day, and I was exhausted from the pain. We would finish our exchange with two symbols; Glyphs that render Service to the throne, located behind my neck close to the occipital region.
I would set up another healing centre in Toronto and start a new practice. A woman would show up while my bird tattoo was completed. She was a Hungarian woman who would call herself a Tantrika. She was very young, stunning and full of Pagan style Magic. Briefly, through some of our conversations, she would share stories about her country and the magic of Transylvania. This brought back memories of a previous woman I was with; she was Hungarian and very similar in beauty expect she was six feet tall. It's funny because most of the women I have spent time with were from Russia, Ukraine, Hungry Bulgaria and Romania (Eastern Europe). I never thought of this or looked at the karmic reasons behind it until I landed in Romania. A year later, I would meet a Romanian woman who spoke about her country a lot. She said it was her destiny to return home to the roots and inspire the Romanian people; Teodora also informed me that she intended to understand Romania's ancient civilization. Teodora was following my studies for several years and monitored my seminars on ancient civilizations in different countries. She invited me to Romania and asked me to study her culture and educate the people. I said yes. We would arrive in Cluj Napoca, and I was in shock; there were hundreds of thousands of crows everywhere, at dusk, they would fly across the city with a crackling cry. I remembered what the tattoo artist said to me years back about the vision and kings' country. The conversation came flooding back like a tidal wave, and I knew I was going to do some of my best work. Thank you, Ryan, for applying the Raven wings for Romania to complement my native Thunderbird for my next mission.Every day I would take a morning run from the Cluj hilltops where I was staying and down into the city streets to have a coffee. During my run, I would pass by a large home (Smaller Mansion) with a for sale sign on it. It was around the corner from where I was staying. I knew I would be there very shortly to open another healing space or help an area already in progress. I began to fall in love with Cluj; it reminded me of Cusco Peru; the city's energy was similar. I felt it was the capstone of Transylvania, and I charged my body every day I was there.
Cluj has a medieval vibe to it, dressed with cobblestone roads and old churches. The city plays host to excellent vegetarian, vegan and raw food restaurants and an extraordinary coffee culture that remains active from the Austro-Hungarian times. One day I visited the dentistry museum; this is where I found the first written record of the plant known as Henbane and often referred to as the goddess of the night and the white dragon. I knew Eastern Europe had its own version of Auaywaska; every country has its own medicine best suited for the people living in that geographic location. Hyoscyamus niger (Henbane) is a plant of the Solanaceae species. The dentist would use this plant to numb the patient and help with nausea during extractions in medieval times and formulate 'potions' due to its hallucinogenic effects.The plant is very toxic, but with the right person who practiced the traditional ways of extraction and consumption, it is quite beneficial for profound vision quests and purging. I asked some of the local medicine people, and no one could point me in the right direction of where it grows. I did find an archaeologist who explained the history and theory of its use. The ancient Greeks and the Romans understood when people consumed the plant; they became prophetic. The Oracle of Delphi priestesses would inhale the smoke from large cauldrons to commune with the goddess Rindr. The Dacian and Thracian priestesses would worship Bendis, a giantess and the middle earth's primal goddess. It's known that the Greek priestess trained with the Thracians and adopted many of their deities from them, cross-cultural interpretations. Rindr is also described as a giantess as a human princess from the east, present-day Ukraine and Russia. In Scandinavia, Rindr depicts the winter, also known as a frozen goddess. In the cemetery of the Viking fortress of Fyrkat, they found a woman buried with a belt-pouch holding over 100 seeds of this plant. The archeology team stated that It was used by the thieves to anesthetize the intended dupes. I spoke to some traditional Moldovan folklore women that told me Henbane has aphrodisiac properties and is the main ingredient of their love potions. The Hungarian women told me it's used for the summoning of spirits and ancient elders. Alas, I could get nowhere with this plant and would shift my focus back to the study of Romanian plants and herbs that did not have psychotropic properties.
Teodora wanted to take me on our first trip to discover her ancestors. It would be an archaeological site in the orastie mountains named Sarmizegetusa. I asked her not to speak to me about the civilization that lived there or any history. I wanted to connect to using my previous knowledge of research and then move forward from there. She agreed and was very excited to take me. We drove from Cluj, a two-hour drive to the nearest village of Costesti. We checked into a local hotel close to the site and would take a three-hour walk to the top. The trail was challenging for Teodora; for myself, it was not only because I have been walking up into steep terrain for most of my life. We got to the top and entered the site; instantly, I began to cry; it felt like I returned home to the strangest sensation I have felt. It was creepy but a glorious return. It took me some time to gather my senses back to its centre. I looked at Teodora and said, OMG, I know this place, and I know how it works practically. All of my experience travelling to many sites, researching ancient calendar systems, temples, and esoteric mythology would tell me the purpose of sarmizegetusa. Sarmizegetusa would show me that these people anchored medicine and astronomy to these lands. The different sized oval ring patterns marked on the grounds and their temples' positioning would show clues of solar and lunar knowledge, such as sunrise and sunset calculations and charting the lunar cycles. I could see that many stone pieces moved quite considerably, possibly from local construction/preservation, treasure hunters and many other timelines through history that would have travelled through there before us. This was just the start of a much bigger vision; it was not the sense of home but a karmic path of opening a great nation to its real roots and connection to spirit. Chills ran down my spine as I integrated the message echoing from so many Romanians and Eastern Europeans that visited this site, crying out to their ancestors for the truth told. I would answer and say yes, I can do it and will do it.
I would venture out to another morning run when we arrived back in Cluj, this time on the way back. The mansion I mentioned earlier had its door open with a sign out front showcasing a gathering inside. It was a group of people that we're launching a new platform of personal transformation. I receive a guided tour of the space; it was massive. I spoke to the company's representative; he was interested in me and asked many questions, precisely what I was doing in his country. I explained to him that I am an ethnobotanist/archaeoastronomy and gave him a summary of the different projects I was involved in. Again he asked what I was doing in the country. I told him I was getting ready to unveil his ancestors named the Dacian and Thracians and build up the touristic region of Sarmizegetusa. He laughed and said, are you kidding me? Not possible; no one has been able to do this in 100 years. He explained to me that he considers himself to be a Dac, not a Romanian. If I plan on doing this, I will need a firm back up because many people will fight against me. Freeing the Dac nation would free the country of Romania. He would now inform me that they were planning on joining forces with a festival known as Untold; he would need my help and order a meeting with the homeowner running the whole operation. I advised the Dac that I would jump over to France for a couple of weeks to research the female Christ; then, I will be back to discuss more. After the trip to France (please feel free to click https://www.maleframe.com/france-magdalena.html to read more),I would take a trip to the mansion to check-in at the meeting; it started with a phone call, the owner was away in India. We spoke for 10 minutes, and the owner asked me to stay in Cluj, he will be home right away to meet me in person. A couple of days would pass, and the mansion owner would return home; we were both very excited to meet and made an instant connection. He explained to me all of the projects he was involved with and wanted my help. He told me that the Untold festival was the most significant and influential for the Romanian people; this is where he would need my most input, especially my research concerning the Dacian mythology and plant remedies. I disclosed that all of my services are free, I do this everywhere I travel, and I would not take any money from him. He was not happy with this initiative and has never discovered this agreement before but wanted me on his team. He would make the phone call, and the following week I was immigrating, acquiring a year volunteer permit. I saw something exceptional in this person, and I knew he would amount to many great things. Because he settled me on a volunteer permit, I would make sure that most of the country would benefit from my study.
A week would pass, and the owner would schedule a meeting with me and one of his partners that was a part of the untold festival team. The three of us sat down to discuss what my role would be in the project. They needed me to put together a paper or a report on the Dacians' mythology/esoteric history. The owner's partner was interested in comparing my other studies and distinct cross-culture representation in astrology. I would agree and requested some time. I was planning a trip back to sarmizegeusa to visit more sites in the region; I wanted to understand the geography and the grading of the lands, precisely how they aligned to the stars. This would give me a good indication of what constellation they were worshiping at the time. I would explain to both of them that all ancient civilizations would build heaven on earth. In this situation, The Dacians and Thracians would have charted the stars to create physical templates on the ground. I also planned to source out the gods and goddesses they worshiped by researching the artifacts such as jewelry, pottery and statues. The owner was quite impressed; his partner was silent and spoke very little. The two of them would agree that this would be difficult, and if accomplished, it would change the minds of many Romanians and make an excellent theme for the festival. I told them, easy peezy, I will use a little magic. The Dacians valley was fertile, the lands untouched and full of Mana that carried a vibrant life-force; you just needed to know how to access it. I told the owner that I will showcase something exceptional on my return to his mansion. A collection of work called light body acceleration, I would like to run these geometric frequencies on the group involved in the project to raise the vision's vibration, they agreed. We concluded the meeting; I would go to work right away and drive out to the sacred lands and ask permission from the ancestors to let me in and free the Dacian spirit.Teodora and I would take a drive back out to the sarmizegetusa region. We went for two reasons for my research in the lands and to look at a house for sale. When we arrived, I was surprised to see that construction of a road up to the archeological site started; I also noticed hydro lines and towers installing along the route. For me, this was the sign of tourism start, and the house we were looking at purchasing was on the road; many people would see the house on the way up to the site and back down. My business radar started to buzz loudly, and I knew this home would be a great purchase.
Teodora and I met with the owners to take a tour through the whole space; A trained eye could see the house (craftsmanship)was a mess inside and unfinished outside. As soon I walked in and looked at the terrain, I knew it would cost a lot of money to renovate, especially for the winter months. They were asking a lot of money; it was extremely overpriced, this was why nobody was willing to purchase it. I recognized the home's potential and understood if I wanted to do an integral, fundamental study of ancient eastern European history and not get killed in the process, I would have to live there and mix with the local village. I have had previous altercations in other countries before with these types of projects. From experience, I knew I would have to help the local people and drive revenue. The understanding arrived when I felt myself, anchor, into the lands that I would have to deal with politicians and mafia, and I would need to make sure that everyone was getting the piece of the pie. I would have to do my best to consider the ecosystem and animals around me; it would be a considerable undertaking. At one point, I knew the lands and all of their magic would activate me and then activate the people who lived in the region around me.I thought, why not let's trance it out and make it work? I will fire the Grid. Teodora spoke with the sellers the whole time I was generating this internal conversation with myself and the lands. When she finished, she would ask the big questions. Stephen, can you make this work? Can you create a business to generate money, help with the renovations and construction? And the essential question was can you give the people the spirit of our ancestors back. It was Teodora's dream to return to her roots and move back to Romania. She explained to me it felt like a fire deep in her body that needed to be activated. Teodora told me she has no business experience and has never purchased a home before, and the only point she knew where to begin was the purchase. She knew I had all of these skills; this is the reason why she invited me out; Teodora just needed to hear me say that I could do it. I told her I already have everything formulated in my head, and I would need to balance the project with the Untold festival back in Cluj with what we were creating here. It would be huge, and both were required. I would have to extract the esoteric particles from sarmizegetusa and decode them for the organization back in Cluj. I had one year to pull it all together before my volunteer contract would expire. Teodora would make the preparations to fly home to Canada to transfer the money back to Romania. She was very skilled with logistics and paperwork, and we would work well together.
With no prior knowledge or study of Romania, I would begin to walk the lands of the Thracian occupied Dacian civilization that echoed a resonance of ancient temples and fallen fortresses. I commenced with assessing landscape geographies such as placements of the stone columns and fortress walls that protected the temples. I would include a quick scan of the outer crust of the land soils, sand and geology (lithosphere) and a study of the water systems, including larger bodies of water that could have existed on the lands (hydrosphere). My past research and knowledge with archeologists in different countries proved that most ancient people would build close to a water and quarry body. The ancients would extract the stone and distribute them upon rafting systems to transport them up the river. The Dacians and Thracians did the same, there was a large body of water (now a small river that runs into the city Orastie) that travelled through a broad valley, and the quarry was nearby. Most of the fortresses and temples they constructed continued along the water banks up in the hilltops as terraces. The atmosphere would vary in this region, such as our perception of gravity. The extensive sediment of mica I found in the soils, and massive crystal veins in the mountain stone would slightly change the atmospheric pressure. I would consider the load (strength) and body size of the people who lived there and the sightlines to the stars and planets. Could they see signs of galaxies and stars emanating gases with the naked eye? Could some of the materials for weaponry and ornaments/decoration come from fallen Meteoroids and give their culture esoteric meanings. Could sarmizegetusa be a modern-day fort nox, where they would mine and extract the gold on-site, and the surrounding region is one of the first ancient mining towns documented? Back then, there would not have been a thick, lush forest like we see now. Most of it would have cleared to build the smaller villages down below. The Dacians would have cut the trees for sightlines and astronomical scrying (stargazing) communing with the gods and goddesses (planets). At first, I would have to imagine what the biosphere would have looked like and the animals and agriculture systems used; it’s possible during their time it was a Mediterranean environment because the black sea (documented the Mediterranean) was a slight distance away from where I was. More investigations would be needed, and I would need to see clothing and jewelry images worn by the people.
The stone used for the fortresses showed expert cross-cutting methods for roofing and stabilizing. Additionally, the stone showed traces of ornamental inclusions and water irrigation sections, Sophisticated craftsmanship. I recognized comparisons from other ancient city’s that constructed around the same time. The ancients boreholes or cut grooves in various stones attaching wood pieces providing ease of transport to and from rafting systems. After the stone placement, these cuts would support water drainage and offer lookout points to characters such as archers. When I visited Costesti, I began to notice different timelines regarding construction. Diverse types and styles of stonework with many temple columns, more so than the sanctuary of Sarmizegetusa. Sarmizegetusa had three forms of column pillars; some are matching the temples in Costesti. Many theories would spark a deeper meaning for me; one of them being the capital would have been Costsesti. This centre would have played host to theatres, many entertainment styles with a modest showcase of primitive science and astrology. The king would have lived here along with his closest advisors and priests. Sarmizegetusa would have been a sanctuary for the privileged, human sacrifice, the astronomical observatory of Europe and the calendar system. Sarmizegeusa would not be open to the public, and there would be no markets inside. I am sure outside, and around the fortress walls, there would have been merchants, priests and priestesses that the general public and visitors would have conversed.
I took the long walk up to Blidaru; the view was breathtaking. There was not much to explore here like the two sanctuaries/fortresses I visited, but the stones were the most impressive so far. They showcased the most significant size with accurate cuts and thick carvings where ornaments resided. Large rocks such as these and the construction built on a steeper grade of a landscape would give me another theory, and if correct, this would mean I am dealing with a once-massive civilization that traded worldwide. Stones of this size would suggest a storage house; the archaeologist I worked with within Peru taught me this. He explained that locations that stored arms, food and jewelry/precious stones would be heavily fortified and guarded. The blacksmiths who made the weapons would live there to fill the stockade with arms. The geography of Blidaru would show me that it could have been an armoury, but on my walk back down, I ventured off the path and did find some circular stones that would resemble temples. It became more apparent that this civilization was very cultured in spiritual practices and theatre, and these sanctuaries were everywhere; the military could have lived in unison with the priests.
I took all of this research back to Cluj to meet the man I call Dac. He is very knowledgeable of the Dacian civilization and shared many stories with me. Dac would let me know there were more sanctuaries and fortresses in the region I just visited. He informed me that the Dacians had a totem with similar stories as my native totems back home. The Dac would call this a symbol of the wolf the spirit of Dacia, and I would uncover more of this wolf representation when I study Trajan’s column. The emperor of Rome built an extensive monument that would host pictures of the Roman Dacian war; Dac explained that most of the history and representations of the Dacians are in Rome. I shared with Dac that an archeologist was tutored to decipher hieroglyphics in Egypt using an ancient technique of decoding protected script. I would translate the way of characterization (images) in horizontal and vertical patterns, with cross-section dialect to find the message's focal point. The cryptic code hidden within the cross-sections elaborates on the image's geographic and social background (characters in the story), the essence of origins within the picture. The west would call these linguistic phenomena. I can’t explain how this procedure is taught because it is carried down to me in the story and the field, not in a classroom with textbooks and manuals. It’s an ancient secret trusted in a few, but I can share this, you may need to put on glasses of dyslexia to understand. I told the Dac In Mexico; I received a similar method to understand calendar systems and astronomy by a Mayan Shaman/Anthropologist. Dac told me to distribute the information slowly like small pieces from a pie; he revealed to me that the Romanians are hungry, and if I give them too much, the people will consume it all and not experience the richness of what I decode. People will see me like a dream, and most people of Romania have experienced dreams that never come true. I laughed and answered, I understand and will do my best. Dac was the organization's manager connected with Untold; his job was to organize and facilitate soft medicine. He asked me to share some workshops with his group in Cluj and asked me to perform the light body acceleration with the house's people. After this, I can do more research; he wanted to honour the humbler details regarding the volunteer contract.
In the meantime, I would do more research on the rest of the archeological positions. I found there to be a total of nine distinct sections that would stand out the most. I remember researching the temples in Egypt and how they harmonized themselves around the constellation Pleiades, not just in Egypt but also in Mexico and other cultures worldwide. Could it be that the Thracians and Dacians did the same, building a map/blueprint of heaven on earth? The 9 positions (complexes) would make sense because the nine predominant stars in that constellation are interconnected and interact with each other. Greek mythology would call them the seven sisters supervised by Atlas and Pleione, and the bible mention’s this grouping of seven also. Could it be conceivable that my 15 years of analysis and searching for the geographic focal point bordering this constellation on earth is now found? Perhaps this civilization was the first to chart the Pleiades and likely decedents of the rattlesnake and dragon constellation I received in Mayan stories.
Teodora arrived from Canada, we ordered a set of quartz crystal bowls, and I would start training her on how to use them. I arranged a performance at the mansion where both of us would present a sound bath and vision quest with fractal graphics displayed on a large screen. This would be one of the first experiences of its kind held in Romania and turned out to be a great success. Dac, the manager, was very pleased and would ask us to host this event twice a month. I started to prepare the white magic initiations with the group (light body acceleration) the owner of the mansion would return from his trip to participate. He would schedule a meeting with his business partner to showcase some of the information I extracted from the Dacian lands. I explained to the owner that my partner Teodora was buying a home, and I would be renovating it into a holistic centre/retail outlet. I revealed that existing there would give me a closer viewpoint in the research. Blending in with the community would be an essential aspect of the study; also, the villagers in the mountain tops would know many stories passed down from generations. The owner was okay with this. I reassured him I would honour the volunteer contact and help with the Untold Festival's storyboards; I mentioned to him that a Dacian theme would be exceptional to introduce, especially the hidden knowledge of the magical/esoteric side of the culture.
At the meeting, including the owner and his partner, I explained my research so far. I told them by my observations the Dacians and Thracians worshiped the Pleiades constellation and organized a whole way of life around it. I researched the graphics on the column of Trajan, and I noticed the pictures of the Dacian Flag spirit, the wolf that is already very common and present in their culture. But I saw another interpretation that looked like a dragon. There were two flags, the wolf was military (Dacian), and the Dragon (Thracian) was the esoteric/magic. The dragon order is stated many times in Thracian magic and used in Balkan witchcraft traditions still to this day. Various ancient cultures would call the Pleiades dragon or serpent. Several people assume it was the Draco constellation certain ancients worshiped, but this is not the case. Seven sisters (Pleadies), stars were the midway station to all other constellations in the sky (meeting point) the Dracon would have been a sister constellation. Smaller temples were constructed in honour, but the main attraction of calendar systems and agriculture and the source of power would have been Pleiades. I told the owner why it is evident for me to understand the Dacians and Thracian because I have spent 15 years looking in the darkest corners of the planet studying this. I have analyzed the Dacians' jewelry, and it was comprehensive of dragons: larger bracelets’ and a matrix found at Sarmizegetusa bore dragons. I discovered a larger disk used as ornamental pieces that had griffins (dragon-like) animals for decoration. The Dacian God Zalmoxis was not a person; it would be the first recorded or documented name of the Pleiadian star system. The greeks would have studied with the Thracians on the black sea coast and learned about the Thracians' so-called greek mythology. In turn, the greeks would have educated the Romans. The Thracians would have chosen the Dacians to build their religious order because of their powerful military and geographic location in the hilltops. More research on my part will be needed, but a splash of magic/wizards, Dragons, and wolf spirits would be a great story-line for the Untold festival. The owner’s partner had many questions, and over the coming months, we would share many stories of my research. The owner would leave me with advice; he told me not to learn Romanian. I was confused at first, but it made sense. He explained that many people would challenge me, the newspapers will write articles, the TV stations and cameras will be in my face. The churches will be the first to spread rumours and gossip, mainly because I am talking about a civilization hushed for one hundred years. The owner told me it will be dangerous on the front line of operations, especially building a holistic center in Romania's heart. The owner advised me to play the spiritual guy card and minimize my depth of experience and expertise.
Teodora and I would drive back out to Sarmizegetusa to acquire the home and start the transition of living in the region. We commenced the first phase quietly, sourced out various contractors in the area. Many builders arise, especially that everyone would be dealing with Canadian money; it was a shit show. The workers would deliberately break things to re-fix and adjust quoted prices all the time; Many would take money never returning. It was very challenging, but I would learn a lot about the Romanian handshake policy very quickly. They did not know much about me, but I will share this. I lived on the streets for a very long time and navigated myself through a life of dealing with criminal organizations from the age of 18 to 28 successfully and got out before I went too deep. The Romanians reactivated all of those outdated templates that I have not explored in 25 years; I am a man of peace now. But the order of peace was not possible in this situation. I would have to visit my past with a lighter consciousness, and instead of fighting back, I would be silent, learn their tricks and educate everyone around me with the odd fit of rage. At first, I was angry with Teodora. I informed her that we are in a big mess full of 1980s mafia mentality (the worst), treasure hunters, drunk, angry locals. Now I have to activate a toughness in me and fight for our right to build in this region because I have placed myself in the middle of a Romanian turf war. Everyone was arguing amongst themselves over superiority land and treasures. Lucky for Teodora, this was not a new playing field for me. I would have to kill the peace-loving boy in me quickly and become a General and king. My prime directive was to extract the esoteric data from the lands and anchor it into the portal named Kogaionon/Godeanu that aligned to Alcyone, the central sun of Zalmoxis. I would secure my position, ground deep and drive out all the lower density to grow my aura through all of eastern Europe. I was not interested in money or power. I would ask no one for help; I told Teodora that I would handle this; she stuck by my side even though she thought she was venturing into the lands of rainbows and unicorns. I would fire all the people that were taking money and doing a horrible job. I sat and meditated on a solution, one day, that solution would show up at our front door, not with guns but a vegetarian who trained in Greece; he knew the lands, the people and would help me out. This new contractor would come, and I would give him free rein over all the construction. When his brother arrived (his brother spoke English), I said to him that it would be a total reconstruction over three years. Still, we could only do it step by step. I did not want to look to dominant in the eyes of the people. I needed to appear modest; I also explained to him that Teodora would not recognize she just bought a lemon and will be upset that all of her money would go into fixing the home, Even though, in the end, it would be a good investment for her.
We would begin by tearing down the concrete fence, constructing a driveway and adding a new heating system in the house. I explained to Teodora that the gates must come down to make a driveway; no driveway means no business. Besides, I did want to hide behind a massive concrete wall. I tried to open the den to everyone who had questions. I said to her, welcome to real life. We needed, or I needed to exist in the region full time and not leave, so the home needs to be equipped with proper heating and water. She had a place to live in the city when she needed a break from the construction. We made friends with a local hotel named cotiso, the woman who owned the establishment would take good care of Teodora during the building and let us use her internet.After the first phase of construction, I would call one of my partner stores in Canada; I spent years building a similar business for an acquaintance that was very successful and would use the related platform here in Romania. Teodora trusted me because she witnessed what assembled in Toronto. She was ready to learn about the business world and create cash flow; I asked her three times, are you sure? Because it's not easy and business will take up most of your life, it consumed 15 years of mine. Teodora became focused and said yes. To read more about Toronto please click here https://www.maleframe.com/toronto-psychedelic-mind-star-temples.html
I would begin to order the inventory needed with Teodora by my side, eager to learn and watch how it manifested. We would start to source out local producers in Romania; this was the most challenging part. It was new and exciting for the Romanians to conduct business with a Canadian, experience the value of their work, and get paid adequately. I found many artists and began to create a whole line of Dacian products. I would have to educate these producers about business applying for proper paperwork, creating wholesale accounts and even funding their business at the beginning to get them off the ground. The word began to get around quickly; the man from Canada is building a Dacian exhibition. He is not just an ethnobotanist; he is a shaman, businessman and a researcher of ancient cultures connected with the untold festival owner. Now my life would become more difficult.
I would need to drive back in forth from Sarmizegetusa and Cluj to honour my volunteer contract. I started to become trendy in the city also, and many people were looking to meet me. The organization would schedule more events and workshops, and I would oblige. More people came in attunements, and I would end up spending most of my day sharing healing sessions and shaking the orthodox church off my tail. The only thing I could for the church was to keep myself and my lifestyle open to everyone (no secrets). This way, the church would feel comfortable while I lived in the country. This is where the fun would start; news reporters were looking for me in Cluj, the DAC (manager) of the organization asked me not to answer any questions and do not speak about why I am here and my involvement with the untold festival. This conversation was in perfect timing because a man would visit me from the political department of Romania. He had many questions and wanted answers; I spoke only about sarmizegtusa and my involvement with Dacian tourism. The politician told me there is no Dacian tourism in Romania, only religious tours around churches, castles and monasteries. There is now, he laughed and said it would not be possible. I said it is because I will make it viable, and the people will support it, not the political influences or churches. The politician was shocked. He gave me a handshake and said I guess the race is on. I said there is no race copy everything I do and make it better than I could ever do and give the people back some of their connection to real roots. I told the politician to keep in touch with me, and I will make sure Romanians get full credibility for everything that happens with sarmizegetusa. I asked him to send his people to meet me regularly and free up European funding for the region of Costesti, and you will have the number one tourist destination in the world. I would race back out to sarmizegeutsa to continue with the renovations and prepare a new exhibit.
I would meet the administrator of Sarmizegetusa; he was not comfortable at all with me existing in the region and opening up a retail location. We would begin our friendship with many fights and arguments; for some reason, I knew it would end up going well in the end. Through all of our negotiations in my tourism involvement, we found a way to meet on higher ground. I would have to submit to many of his wishes, and most of the time, it was not easy to do so. The administer and I became good friends. I ignored all the warnings that many people from the spiritual community were expressing to me. The esoteric paranoia was high and full of conspiracies that did not make sense. Some of the esoteric community in Romania became obsessed with cutting the administrator down that they did not see how sick they were (mentally). I had to stand by his side and help him through a challenging transition. I fought for his rights for many years amidst many organizations that were overthrowing his power. People were jealous of his power and influence through Romania. I learned a lot from him regarding the country of Romania, the Dacians and life in general. I would be there for his last day as the administrator of sarmizegetusa; we would journey down for together, his final drive. The fight was over my plea to politicians to show him a respectful transition they ignored and tried to make amends with failure.
One conversation stands out the most for me; he told me that you must become friends with your opposition to determine why he or she is your enemy. After this, you can make a proper coherent decision of how to address the problem at hand. He was correct about many things. I would say 85 percent efficiency in his predicted outcomes; I am a better man because I met him and extremely grateful to have experienced such a mentor/teacher.I would ask Teodora to order a carton of led panels from china and call my associates in Toronto to ship images from a psychedelic artist. She agreed, we wanted to showcase a visionary art gallery to the Romanian people and reveal the possibilities that one may see on a DMT induced trip. Many people were blown away, and some ran out of the home in fear. Still, the result was building a photo gallery of images taken from the administrator's camera of Sarmizegetusa, more in alignment with Dacia. I wanted to give him something unique to show him my gratitude for all the work and service he arranged in the lands of Dacia.
At this point, everything was flowing very well; I wanted to order the holistic equipment necessary for me to perform healing gatherings and showcase the items that I used back in Canada. Teodora would order the connecters for a copper pyramid, and we would travel to the local hardware store to purchase the piping to attach it all. Then I would place the Quartz crystals singing bowls around the pyramid to enhance the frequencies and purify the space. It would also give the tourists and Romanian visitors a placebo-like effect; when you look at the quartz pyramid arrangement, you transform—the visionary’s approach to understanding the five senses in a retail setting. Next, Teodora would order an amethyst Bio mat (bed made of crystal). This provides warmth at the backbone of the individuals that would lay on this and clean the Aura. Now I was ready to start the healing practice; all summer long, people from all over Europe would enter the location for treatments that I was gifting. I began to vibrate extraordinarily high, and many gathered to hear the benefits of what numerous people were experiencing during the procedures. People would drive to Sarmizegetusa to visit the ancient archeological site and receive healing treatments; it was the perfect platform and recipe for transformation. I would be called the Shaman of Sarmizegetusa, and this would open the floodgates of more media, good and bad. All-day, I would perform sound journeys, download sacred geometry and help Teodora with the business and retail showcase.
I would finish my participation with the Untold festival squad, and over the years, I would meet various artists that wanted to be a part of the tremendous Dacian awakening. The Romanians and European investors were happy to have a Canadian man in their country for a straightforward reason for being trusted with money. I would meet a blacksmith; we spent the day making Dacian weapons with hammer and fire. As I got to know him and understood he is a treasure to Romania. The blacksmith would be sponsored and stay with me for one summer to create a stable business platform while showcasing his creativity to the tourists. He was very successful; I let him keep all of his sales on-site with no commission. After our season together, he built a location in the mountains; to this time, he still practices the ancient art of blacksmithing. The blacksmith introduced me to an artist who made Dacian replica jewelry; this designer would become a good friend. I would learn many things from him, and he is very educated, smart, honest and giving. I hold him in high regard. He would produce everything I asked for; I assured him not to be concerned with sales, I would sell everything he created, and people from all over Romania would see his product and great success would come out of our dealings. I helped people with t-shirt designs and educated artists to get signed contracts around Romania I met another man who was very educated in tourism; he came to me with the idea of creating an exhibition on site. The scheme was brilliant, and we would construct a historical record of the Dacian/Roman wars, the first of its kind. He found an artist and created information booklets on the kid and family-friendly region with cartoons. He would have great success after our project as well. I would advise many politicians and business personalities to free up millions of euros into the region for development. I would help administer several projects of reconstruction in the Dacian Valley, including the prestigious Sarmizegetusa. My whole time in Romania, I would ride the snake and help assemble people’s dreams and reality while singing Jim Morrison in my head. LA woman……Mr. Mojo Rising, Now I am back in Canada, reflecting on 15 years of work, collaborations in different countries.