My discovery of Romania Three years before my research into Ancient Romania, I met a Tattoo artist named Ryan; at the time, he was studying ancient glyphs and geometry. As a result, we aligned, specifically to my travels via Egypt deciphering the Hieroglyphic symbols, so Ryan offered to tattoo my body in exchange for knowledge. Besides, he is a famous artist who tattooed players from the Toronto Raptors basketball team and Drake, a renowned singer. For that reason, I gave him free rein with the design. First, I desired Angel wings, but Ryan said no; he produced a vision of me visiting a country's ancient lands with influential Kings who attained similar esoteric knowledge. So, Ryan drew blackbird wings on my back; he declared all would be revealed. Next, I used a Quartz Crystal Skull given to me by a Mayan Elder, and Ryan filled the tattoo with Ink in its eyes. Then, we recited Mantras during 6 to 8-hour sittings. Eventually, the pain of the needle took over my body, and I had dreams of a large man with a well-manicured beard bearing a scar across his face and a lineage of ancient kings behind him. Because of the pain, I realized it was opening new Akashic records that were not unavailable to me before. In the end, we both went a little wild; for Ryan, it was two months of drawing feathers, and I was exhausted from the pain and the vivid flashbacks or memories of the past.
Next, a Hungarian woman appeared in my life just as the Raven tattoo was completed; she was young, stunning, full of Magic and called herself a Tantrika. Briefly, she shared stories about the region of Transylvania, but our discussions reminded me of a previous woman I was with, also Hungarian. So I began to connect the dots and realized that most of the women I dated had roots in Moldova, Ukraine, Hungary, and Bulgaria (Eastern Europe). A year later, a Romanian woman entered my life; she wanted to understand her ancient origins and return home. Her name is Teodora; she observed my research for several years and attended seminars about my studies in various countries. Finally, she invited me to Romania and asked me to review her ancestors and use my experience to educate the people. I said yes. We arrived in Cluj Napoca, and I was in shock; thousands of crows were everywhere; at dusk, they would fly across the city with a crackling cry. Then, I remembered what the tattoo artist said to me years back about his vision of a great ancient people, and all would be revealed. Thank you, Ryan, for applying the Raven wings and verifying my trip to Romania. Every day I would take a morning run from the Cluj hilltops where I was living and into the city below to have a coffee. One day, I passed by a small Mansion with a for sale sign located around the corner from where I was staying. Deep inside, I knew I would be there shortly to open a healing space or help someone already in the process. I started to fall in love with Cluj; it reminded me of Cusco Peru; in my opinion, Cluj is the capstone of Transylvania; I felt its energetic charge every day I was there.
Cluj has a medieval vibe, dressed with cobblestone roads and old churches. The city hosts excellent vegetarian/vegan restaurants and unique coffee culture. One day, I visited the dentistry museum; and to my surprise, I located a written record of the plant known as Henbane (Hyoscyamus niger), the goddess of the night or the white dragon. In dentistry, the plant's purpose was to numb the patient and help with nausea during medieval extractions; however, it was also used as a magical 'potion' due to its hallucinogenic effects. My research into Henbane clarified that Eastern Europe produced its version of Auaywaska, and every society brewed its own medicine best suited for those in that geographic location. Further, I investigated the plant's legends, its whereabouts in Romania and the people who served its medicine. Unfortunately, no one could point me in the direction of where it grows or its use in sacraments. However, I did find an archaeologist who explained the history and theory of its use. For example, the ancient Greeks, Romans and Dacians recognized when people consumed the plant, they converted prophetic. The oracles infused the plant into the air and received messages from the Giantess Bendis and Rindr, the earth's primal goddesses. Also, in the cemetery of the Viking fortress of Fyrkat, they found a woman buried with a belt pouch holding over 100 seeds of the henbane plant, so the archeology team stated that it was used by thieves to anesthetize the intended dupes. In addition, I spoke to traditional Moldovan folklore women who told me Henbane has aphrodisiac properties and is the main ingredient of their love potions. Finally, the Hungarian medicine women told me the plant is used to summon spirits and ancient elders. Alas, I got nowhere with Henbane in the form of consumption and shifted my focus to studying Romanian plants and herbs that did not have psychotropic properties.
Teodora took me on our first trip to research the Romanian ancestors, an archeological site in the Orastie Mountains noted as Sarmizegetusa Regia. Further, I asked her not to speak about the civilization that lived there or any history; I desired to use my previous knowledge of other ancients I studied and move forward. We drove from Cluj, a two-hour drive to the nearest village of Costesti and checked into a hotel close to the archeological site, a three-hour walk from the hotel to Sarmizegetusa. Finally, we arrived, and instantly I began to cry; it felt like I had returned home. I looked at Teodora and said, OMG, I know this place and its purpose; I conveyed to her what Sarmizegetusa was. Here is a short summary of my first analysis: The placement of different-sized circular stone patterns and their temples suggests sunrise and sunset mapping, including the lunar successions and deity worship. Unfortunately, I noticed stone pieces were out of alignment, and several were missing or moved by archeologists, treasure hunters and from past wars. So, as I observed more of its layout, I knew this was the start of a much bigger vision of opening a great nation to its authentic roots. Chills ran down my spine as I integrated this message echoing from Romanian ancestors. Finally, I answered the call and said, yes, I can do it. We drove back to Cluj the next day, and I ventured out for another morning run; this time, when I passed the small mansion, its door was open, and the for sale sign was gone, with a banner in its place launching a new platform for personal transformation. First, I spoke to the company's representative; he gave me a tour and asked many questions about what I was doing in his country. Next, I summarized my involvement in different projects over the years, informing him I was preparing to unveil the Getae-Dacians and tourism alongside Sarmizegetusa. He laughed and said, it's not possible; no one has been able to do this, but because he is a Dac, he will help. Next, the Dac said if I plan on doing this, a firm backup will be necessary because numerous people will oppose my vision. Then, the Dac informed me that they were merging organizations via the untold festival; he needed my expertise and connected me with the person in charge of the operation. The operation's owner was Sorin; he was away in India but wanted to speak with me, so we started with a phone call. We chatted for 10 minutes, and he asked me to stay in Cluj; to meet in person. Several days passed, and we met, obtaining an instant connection; he revealed all of his projects and asked for my consultation. Essentially, the untold festival was the most significant, which required my input, especially the research of Geto-Dacian mythology and plant remedies for the festival themes. Further, I disclosed that my services were a gift and I would not take any money from him. Although Sorin was unhappy with this free initiative, he wanted me on his team, and the following week I was given a year volunteer visa. As a result, the permit anchored me in Romania to expand my Geto-Dacian study and consult for the organizations working with the untold festival. After our meetings, I planned a trip back to Sarmizegetusa and the other regional sanctuaries to gather more information about the Geto Dacians for the untold festival. So, my studies commenced via the geography and the grading of the lands, precisely the network of Geto-Dacian temples and alignments to vortexes and star dimensions. Also, I aspired to source out the gods and goddesses they worshiped by analyzing the architecture and artifacts such as jewelry, pottery and treasure in the local museums.
But all of a sudden, my studies turned into a business plan; there was a house for sale next to the route that led to Sarmizegetusa. Also, I was surprised to see that the road had asphalt and new hydro lines with towers. For me, this was a sign of a start to tourism, and the house for sale, in my eyes, was a future platform for success. So, Teodora and I met with the homeowners; the house was messy inside and out. I knew it would cost a lot of money to renovate, especially making it suitable for winter living. Also, the home was overpriced, so nobody was prepared to buy it. However, I saw the potential and knew my vision would be a success no matter the cost; one day, the house and property would increase tremendously. Next, Teodora asked critical questions. Stephen, can you make this work? Can you create a business to generate money and help with renovations and construction? She knew I had the skills because she witnessed me close her husband's estate in New York prior, so she invited me to Romania. Basically, Teodora needed to hear me say that I could do it. Still, eventually, I needed to balance the project with the untold festival back in Cluj, simultaneously with Sarmizegetusa, two enormous visions. In addition, both projects required completion before my visa expired, and I only had 1 year to make it happen, so I needed to be extra focused; I said, let's do it. While Teodora prepared to purchase the home, I began walking the Geto-Dacian civilization's lands. First, I commenced assessing the placement of the stone columns and fortress walls that protected the temples. Then, I studied the outer crust of the land soils, sand, geology and water systems. The Majority of ancient people built close to waters and stone quarries; then, they extracted the stone and brought it upriver to build fortresses and temples. In my perception, the Geto-Dacians produced the same; a large body of water travelled through a broad valley, and the quarry was nearby. In our present-day, it is now a small river that flows into the city Orastie. The Geto fortresses stretch along the riverbank up to the hilltops as terraces; the stone manifested expert cross-cutting methods for roofing and stabilizing. Also, the Geto-Dacians boreholes and cut grooves in various stone attaching wood pieces to transport onto rafting systems; these portions supported water drainage and offered lookout points to archers. Finally, the stone revealed evidence of ornamental inclusions presenting sophisticated craftsmanship. These observations induced more questions, could Sarmizegetusa be a modern-day fort Knox? Did the Geto-Dacians process and stored their Gold at this location? And was the entire Geto-Dacian Empire built in the Orastie Mountains a mining operation that involved astronomical observatory, cult worship and secret societies?
I took all of my research back to Cluj to meet the man I call Dac; he is the organization's manager who arranged my volunteer visa. Next, he informed me that the Dacians had an emblem similar to my native totems back home, a wolf, and the spirit of Dacia. In addition, Dac conveyed the emperor of Rome built an extensive monument with pictures of the Roman Dacian war; Dac emphasized that most of the history and images of the Dacians are in Rome. Therefore, if there was a mystery hidden in Trajan's column, I would find it. Next, I explained to Dac that an archeologist guided me to decode hieroglyphics in Egypt, practicing an ancient technique of interpreting the images in horizontal and vertical dialects to find the message's focal point. Further, the archeologist explained that most cryptic code is hidden within the cross-sections of monuments and also elaborates on the image's geographic, social and character background. In addition, I obtained similar methods to read calendar systems in Mexico from a Mayan Shaman/Anthropologist. So, if there is anything hidden in the Trajan column, I will find it. Finally, the Dac told me to distribute the information slowly like small pieces from a pie; he revealed that the Romanians were hungry. If I give them too much, the people will consume it all and not experience the richness of what I decode. I laughed and answered; I understand and will do my best. Dac was very busy with the untold project; he organized and facilitated what we called soft medicine. Next, he asked me to administer workshops with his group in Cluj and perform light body acceleration that he read about on my website. After this, I can do more research on the Geto Dacians; he wanted to honour the details regarding the volunteer contract and put parts of my time aside for his organization working with the Untold Festival. After the workshops in Cluj, I concentrated on the rest of the Geto- Dacian archeological sites that Dac informed me about and discovered nine distinct fortifications. I reflected on my past, researching the network of temples that harmonized themselves around the constellation Pleiades in Egypt, Peru and Mexico; I further studied several ancient societies worldwide with similar architectural achievements. Was it possible the Geto-Dacians accomplished the same, organizing a map of heaven on earth? Could it be conceivable that my 15 years of analysis and searching for the geographic focal point bordering the Pleiades on earth is now attained? Perhaps this civilization was the first to chart the Pleiades and likely decedents of the rattlesnake and dragon dimensions (constellation) I received in Mayan Legends.
Teodora and I ordered a set of quartz crystal singing bowls and I trained her to play them; then, I arranged a performance at the small mansion in Cluj, a sound bath and vision quest with fractal graphics displayed on a large screen. The event was one of the first experiences held in Romania and was a great success; Dac, the manager, was delighted and asked me to host the event twice a month. Next, Sorin, the man in charge, scheduled a meeting with his business partner to showcase the knowledge I extracted from the Geto-Dacian Fortresses of the Orastie Mountains. During our meeting, I conveyed to Sorin that my partner Teodora and I were purchasing a home and renovating it into a holistic centre/retail outlet. Then, I revealed that I was leaving Cluj to live there to strengthen my research. Besides, blending in with the community is an essential aspect of the study; the villagers on the mountain tops know many secrets and legends passed down from one generation to another. In the end, Sorin was okay with this, and I reassured him I would honour the volunteer contact and help with the Untold Festival's storyboards. After our meeting, I consulted with Sorin and his people about a Dacian theme that would be exceptional to introduce, especially the hidden knowledge of the magical/esoteric side of the Geto Society. Furthermore, I explained my observations that the Thracian-Geto-Dacians followed the Pleiades and called it Zalmoxis. Also, I researched the graphics on the column of Trajan, and I discerned the images of the Dacian Flag already prevalent wolf in Dacian Society. But I witnessed another version that looked like a dragon; this suggests two flags, the wolf denoted military (Dacian), and the Dragon (Geto-Thracian), that held esoteric and primitive science alliances. Essentially, the Geto-Thracians chose the Dacians to help develop their religious order because of their supreme military and geographic location in the Orastie Mountains. Sorin's business partner was fascinated and asked for more; I communicated that I analyzed the Dacian jewelry. It was comprehensive of dragons: larger bracelets' and a matrix found at Sarmizegetusa bore dragons. In addition, I discovered a larger disk used as ornamental pieces with griffins (dragon-like) animals for decoration. Finally, the Dacian God Zalmoxis was not a person; it was the first documented name of the Pleiadian dimension, many ancient societies referred to the Pleiades as serpent or Dragon. I concluded by explaining that more research will be needed, but Dragons, wolf spirits, Dacian Giants and constellations will be an excellent storyline for the Untold Festival.
Teodora and I drove back out to Sarmizegetusa to acquire the home and start the transition of living in the region. First, we quietly commenced constructing and sourced various contractors in the area. Many builders arose, notably when it was Canadian money they would acquire. However, the workers deliberately broke things to re-fix and adjust quoted prices; many took the money upfront for services and never returned. It was challenging, but I suddenly learned much about the Romanian handshake policy. Next, I remained silent and learned their tricks; it shifted into an amusing game. But quickly, things became worse. Finally, Teodora informed me that I was just in the middle of a turf war between mafia, politicians and treasure hunters. Lucky for Teodora, this was not a new playing field for me. So, I decided to sit for a while and meditate on a solution, one day, the answer came, a vegetarian contractor trained in Greece. His name is Radu; I gave him free rein over all the construction; he is a good man with a team of skilled workers. Still, we could only assemble the vision step by step, as Radu kept everyone in the village calm and assured the people that I was an honest man. With Radu prevailing over the construction, I felt safe enough to order the inventory for the retail aspect of the project, with Teodora by my side, eager to learn and watch it manifest. Next, we sourced local producers in Romania; this was challenging because it was new and exciting for the artists to conduct business with a Canadian, especially someone who respected their creativity and paid them. Finally, we discovered an organization, Terra Dacia; the freelancers assembled a line of Dacian products. Further, I created a platform to help the artists get their crafts to a broader audience, such as registering a business, creating wholesale accounts, and even funding their visions to get them started. As a result, the word spread quickly; the man from Canada and a Romanian woman built a Dacian exhibition on the road to Sarmizegetusa. In addition, news agencies and TV stations visited our home, prompting various suppliers across Romania to expand upon Dacian-themed product lines.
At one point, I was called back to Clu with the Untold festival starting; I began to enhance the city and evolved a trend; various people were looking to meet me consistently. The organization in Cluj scheduled multiple events and workshops; I obliged and spent my days at the small mansion welcoming guests and personalities involved with the Untold Festival. This is where the fun would start; news reporters were looking for me in Cluj, and Sarmizegetusa, the Dac (manager) of the organization, asked me not to answer any questions or speak about my involvement with the untold festival. But, one day, a man visited me from the political department of Romania with many questions and wanted answers; I spoke only about Sarmizegetusa and my involvement with Dacian tourism. Next, the politician explained that there is no Dacian tourism in Romania, only religious events around churches, castles and monasteries. I replied there is now; he laughed and said it's not achievable. But then, I told him it was possible, I would make it viable, and the people would support it. He was intrigued by my enthusiasm, gave me a handshake and said I guess the race is on. I replied there is no race; watch what I do, make it better and provide the Romanians with their connection to its ancient origins. In the end, I asked the politician and his people to meet me regularly and free up European funding for the region of Costesti; the outcome will put Thracian-Geto-Dacia on the world map. I then expressed that I am not interested in money for my endeavours; I am attaining spiritual development and connection to our Romanian ancestors.
Eventually, I faced the administrator of Sarmizegetusa; Vladimir was not comfortable with me living in the region and opening a touristic location. As a result, our friendship commenced with arguments, but I agreed with his reasoning. Nevertheless, Vladimir cared about the people who lived in costesti, gradistea de munte and eventually, our relationship found traditional ground through negotiations concerning touristic visions. My part in the alliance was to submit to most of his wishes; it was not easy for me to do, but his arguments were correct. Ultimately, Vladimir and I became good friends; I ignored numerous community members' warnings: it is dangerous; stay away from him. The fun part about the Geto Dacian Gossip was that Vladimir was correct 99 percent of the time, and most who protested against him were wrong. Also, I attained immense wisdom from Vladimir concerning the country of Romania, the Dacians and life in general, thus considering him a mentor. In addition, I stood by his side through many challenging transitions, such as his last day as the administrator of Sarmizegetusa, and we walked out together. Unfortunately, my plea to politicians to show him a respectful change they ignored, and Vladimir was treated poorly; in the end, he had to protest out front of city hall. During his protest, I witnessed Vladimir raise his sign of disagreement and observed a courageous brother who tutored me to be a better man. Therefore, I am incredibly grateful to have found an exceptional mentor/teacher, and because of Vladimir, I settled deeper in Respect for Romanians and the Geto-Dacian ancestors. Ultimately, I was harassed and forced to a breaking point by my Wife Teodora and her family's jealous ego. Still, I ended up accomplishing everything in my vision. First, I helped administer several reconstruction projects in the Dacian Valley, including the prestigious Sarmizegetusa. Then, I inspired children of all ages; they came to visit me by busloads. Also, I served elders in the village, and they educated me profoundly, but I did make just as many enemies as I did friends. Finally, people from all over Romania and Eastern Europe discovered a fresh new look at their ancient origins. And last but not least, the untold festival was a success for many years.