My discovery of Romania Three years before my research of Ancient Romania, I met a Tattoo artist; Ryan was engaged with ancient glyphs and studying geometry. He heard I was in and out of Egypt deciphering the symbols and wanted to study white Magic and offered to tattoo my body in exchange. Ryan 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; we both agreed on wings. I desired Angel wings, but Ryan said no; he produced a vision of me in another country and conveyed the concept of Ancient lands with influential Kings who possessed similar esoteric knowledge as me. Ryan wanted to draw blackbird wings on my back; he said that all would be revealed one day as to why. I was nervous but trusted him; therefore, I agreed. In addition, I used a Quartz Crystal Skull given to me by a Mayan Elder, and Ryan filled the tattoo Ink in its eyes. Also, we recited Mantras during 6 to 8-hour sittings. The pain of the needle took over my body and visions of a powerful civilization that spread across the world; it was a paradise, like the story of the Garden of Eden. As the pain worsened, 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. As a result of the pain, I realized it was unrolling new Akashic records unavailable to me before. In the end, we both went a little crazy; for Ryan, it was two months of drawing feathers, and I was exhausted from the pain.
A Hungarian woman appeared into my life just as the Raven tattoo was completed. She was young, stunning and full of Magic, who called herself a Tantrika. We would briefly share stories about her country and the Magic of Transylvania. Moreover, our Discussions reminded me of a previous woman I was with, also Hungarian similar in beauty. 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, I would meet a Romanian woman who 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 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. I remembered what the tattoo artist said to me years back about his vision of a great ancient people; our conversations flooded back to me like a tidal wave, and I knew I was going to showcase my best work. Thank you, Ryan, for applying the Raven wings 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. I passed by a small Mansion with a for sale sign on it 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 progress of doing so. 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 to it, dressed with cobblestone roads and old churches. The city hosts excellent vegetarian, vegan restaurants and unique coffee culture. I visited the dentistry museum; and located a written record of the plant known as Henbane (Hyoscyamus niger), the goddess of the night and the white dragon. The dentist utilized this plant to numb the patient and help with nausea during medieval extractions; it was also used as magical 'potions' due to its hallucinogenic effects. I knew Eastern Europe produced its own version of Auaywaska; every continent holds its own medicine best suited for the people living in that geographic location. Moreover, 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 and Romans recognized when people consumed the plant, they converted prophetic. The oracles infused the plant into the air and would receive 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. The archeology team stated that it was used by the thieves to anesthetize the intended dupes. . In addition, I spoke to some traditional Moldovan folklore women who 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 Henbane in the form of consumption and shifted my focus on studying Romanian plants and herbs that did not have psychotropic properties.
Teodora took me on our first trip to discover the Romanian ancestors, an archeological site in the Orastie Mountains noted as Sarmizegetusa. I asked her not to speak about the civilization that lived there or any history; instead, I desired to use my previous knowledge of other ancients 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 entered the area; 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: the placement of different-sized circular patterns built of stone and their temples suggests solar sunrise, sunset estimations and mapping the lunar sequences. Also, I noticed stone pieces were missing and moved by local construction, treasure hunters and world wars. As I stood and 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 the ancestors. Finally, I answered the call and said, yes, I can do it. We would drive back to Cluj the next day, and I ventured out to another morning run; this time, when I passed the small mansion, its door was open with a sign out front launching a new platform for personal transformation. First, I spoke to the company's representative; he gave me a tour and asked many questions, precisely what I was doing in his country. Furthermore, I summarized my involvement in different projects over the years, informing him I was preparing to unveil the Getae-Dacians and tourism with 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. Next, the Dac informed me that they were merging organizations with the Untold festival; he would need my help and connect me with the person in charge of the operation. The person in charge was Sorin; he was away in India, but he 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 would pass, and we would assemble, obtaining an instant connection, revealing all of his projects and asking for my help. 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. Furthermore, I disclosed that my services are free and I would not take any money from him. Sorin was unhappy with this free initiative but wanted me on his team, and the following week I was given a year volunteer visa. Thus, the volunteer 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 to gather deeper information for the untold festival and visit the sanctuaries in the region; I began by studying geography and the grading of the lands, precisely the network of their temples and alignments to vortexes and star-dimensions. Also, I aspired to source out the gods and goddesses they worshiped via analyzing the architecture, artifacts such as jewelry, pottery and treasure. Moreover, Teodora was interested in a house for sale next to a dirt road that led to Sarmizegetusa. When we arrived at the village, I was surprised to see that constructing an asphalt road to the archeological site had started with new hydro lines and towers along the route. For me, this was a start to tourism, and the house Teodora wanted to purchase, in my eyes, was a future platform for success.
Teodora and I met with the homeowners; the house was a mess inside and out. I knew it would cost a lot of money to renovate, especially making it suitable for winter living. In addition, the home was overpriced; this is why nobody was prepared to buy it. However, I saw the potential and knew it would be a success no matter what the cost. Teodora would ask critical questions. Stephen, can you make this work? Can you create a business to generate money, help with the renovations and construction? She knew I had the skills; this is the reason why she invited me to Romania; Teodora needed to hear me say that I could do it. I told her I already had everything formulated in my head. I will balance the project with the untold festival back in Cluj; it will be serious work for me, Untold and Sarmizegetusa, at the same time. Furthermore, I had to accomplish this before my visa expired, and I only had 1 year to make it happen, and I needed to be extra focused. So, I said, let's do it. After that, Teodora would prepare to fly home to Canada to transfer the money back to Romania. She was very skilled with logistics and paperwork, and we worked well together. While Teodora prepared for the home, I began to walk the lands of the Geto-Dacian civilization. First, I commenced assessing the placement of the stone columns and fortress walls that protected the temples. In addition, 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; there was a large body of water that 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 Getae fortresses stretch along the riverbank up in the hilltops as terraces, the stone manifested expert cross-cutting methods for roofing and stabilizing. Moreover, the Getae 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. Furthermore, the stone revealed evidence of ornamental inclusions presenting sophisticated craftsmanship. These revelations I had induced more questions, Could Sarmizegetusa be a modern-day fort Knox? Did the Geto-Dacians process and store 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 that would host 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 pattern dialect to find the message's focal point. Furthermore, the cryptic code hidden within the cross-sections elaborates the image's geographic, social and characters background. In addition, I obtained similar methods to read calendar systems in Mexico by a Mayan Shaman/Anthropologist. Finally, Dac told me to distribute the information slowly like small pieces from a pie; he revealed that the Romanians are 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. 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 time aside for the organizations working with the Untold Festival in Cluj. After the workshops in Cluj, I focused on the rest of the archeological sites that Dac informed me about and discovered nine distinct fortifications. I reflected on my past, researching the network of temples in Egypt that harmonized themselves around the constellation Pleiades, both in Egypt and Mexico; I further studied several ancient societies worldwide with similar architectural achievements. Was it possible the 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 this constellation 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 arrived from Canada; we ordered a set of quartz crystal singing bowls and trained her to play them. I arranged a performance at the small mansion to donate 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. Sorin, the man in charge, scheduled a meeting with his business partner to showcase the knowledge I extracted from Dacia. I conveyed to Sorin that my partner Teodora and I were purchasing a home and renovating it into a holistic centre/retail outlet. I revealed that living there will present a closer viewpoint to my research. In addition, blending in with the community is an essential aspect of the study; the villagers in the mountain tops know many secrets and legends passed down from one generation to another. 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, the wolf that is already prevalent and 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), held esoteric primitive science. 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 that had 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 create 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. We commenced the first phase quietly, sourced out various contractors in the area. Many builders arose, notably when it was Canadian money they would acquire. The workers deliberately broke things to re-fix and adjust quoted prices all the time; many would take money, never returning. It was very challenging, but I learned a lot about the Romanian handshake policy suddenly. I remained silent and learned their tricks; it shifted into an amusing game. But quickly, things became worse. Teodora informed me that I was just put in the middle of a turf war between mafia, politicians and treasure hunters, and my vision of tourism education is about to get dangerous. Lucky for Teodora, this was not a new playing field for me. 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 craftsmanship. Still, we could only assemble the vision slowly, 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 whole line of Dacian products. Together, we created a platform for business, such as registering a business, creating wholesale accounts, and even funding their visions to get them started. Furthermore, 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 Cluj. I began to enhance the city, and it was now 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. He had many questions and wanted answers; I spoke only about Sarmizegetusa and my involvement with Dacian tourism. Furthermore, 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. 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 give the Romanians their connection to its ancient origins. Finally, I asked the politician to convey 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 my ancestors.
Eventually, I faced the administrator of Sarmizegetusa; he was not comfortable with me living in the region and opening a retail location. Our friendship commenced with arguments, but I understood his reasoning. Vladimir cared about the village, 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. Nevertheless, Vladimir and I became good friends, and I ignored the warnings that numerous people from the community expressed to me: it is dangerous, stay away from him. The fun part about the Geto Dacian Gossip was that he was correct 99 percent of the time, and the majority who protested against him were wrong. Furthermore, 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, we walked out together. My plea to politicians to show him a respectful change they ignored and Vladimir was treated poorly not deserved. In the end, he had to protest out front of city hall. Every day with Vladimir, I watched him hold his sign for disagreeing and witnessed a courageous fellow 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 the Geto-Dacian ancestors. In the end, I was harassed and forced to a breaking point by my Wife Teodora and her family's jealous ego. Nevertheless, I ended up accomplishing everything in my vision. I helped administer several projects of reconstruction in the Dacian Valley, including the prestigious Sarmizegetusa. I inspired children of all ages; they came to visit me by busloads. I served elders in the village, and they educated me profoundly, but I did make just as many enemies as I did friends. People from all over Romania and Eastern Europe discovered a fresh new look at their ancient origins. And last but mo least the untold festival was a success for many years.