Hy-Brasil .....is re-awakening

Hy-Brasil....the re-awakening

Hy-Brasil....an island dawning

Hy-Brasil, the magical, magnificent island of healing that the world forgot ........is re-awakening.

If you are searching for a home for your yearning soul, you will only find it when you stop searching, when the world tires you and, in a quiet pause, you hear a whisper. That whisper is not coincidence. It is a synchronicity. Congratulations...your awakened heart has heard Hy-Brasil, the great and sacred island, is calling you home.

In the vast Atlantic, beyond Skellig Michael’s jagged majesty, where sea and sky exchange secrets, there drifts an island lost to the waking world. For centuries, sailors searched for it. Some glimpsed it before it vanished. Others claimed it was myth. But it was never an illusion.

Hy-Brasil’s existence is strongly documented throughout history. An island glimpsed once every seven years before it vanishes again swallowed by the cold memory of the sea. But its existence is real. For I know. There is a soul memory that pulses in my blood and echoes in the silence between generations. My ancestors did not merely believe in the island - they remembered it. They spoke of its shores not with wonder, but with reverence. I am a descendant of those great people who once walked and lived on the mystical Hy-Brasil. I am a descendant. A distant daughter born from a time within the Matrix of the Druid Pádraig Mac Giolla Fhionáin.

Modern maps erased it. Authorities dismissed it. But we must ask: why? What truth is being hidden?

The island holds a liminal space beyond time. It knows all. Its memory is strong in our bloodlines. Their lullabies, sung in languages lost to waking ears, carried knowledge encoded in dreams and DNA.

A story.....Hy-Brasil....a re-awakening

The "Lament for Hy-Brasil".  Was given to me by a chance memory that my father had while we were listening to an RTE radio program in the late 80's/early 90's they spoke about the Annals of Ireland and Hy-Brasil. We were in the car doing the annual tour of the family graves and my father said to me "Let me tell you about Hy-Brasil!" And so,  he told me the most enchanting story that I had ever heard. I was astounded hearing the story of Michael the Archangel,  Hy-Brasil and the mighty Druid apparently my distant distant............  great grandfather. And all this was in my linage - my blood line!  My father said that he had  in his head of what had become known to the family as the Lament for Hy- Brasil.  It was composed by one of the sons after they made their way back to the mainland after their encounter with the great and mighty Archangel Michael and after bidding their goodbyes to their father the Druid, as they left him behind on Hy-Brasil.  The  spoken word would be a way to a memory as to how to find their way back to Hy-Brasil and to recognise and remember the importance of the presence that Archangel Michael had on the Great Skellig and on Hy-Brasil.  Generationally in the oral Irish tradition, the Lament for Hy-Brasil was spoken forward from one generation to the next,  Its power to banish before our eyes like the fog at sunrise, if it was to be put down into the written form.  Folklore says that the Lament for Hy-Brasil supposedly gives direction to a hibernating Hy-Brasil, this is if the spoken word was to be interpreted rightly.

Now, I understood this is not just a story I tell, this is a truth, I believe as did my father.  That was the day that upon hearing the Lament for Hy-Brasil an activation ignited within me,  pulsating within my every waking day since. And, now as the mists thins and the world grows weary from troubles. I am demented from this raging fire within.. Every waking day I feel and hear the Island calling. In dreams, in its whispers and in all those coincidences.

Hy-Brasil is getting ready to reveal itself, ready to be remembered. But, Hy-Brasil's own are weary and their energy stagnant as that of Hy-Brasil's, from centuries of isolation and mis-understanding. 

The story goes according to my father Pádraig Mac Giolla Fhionáin: 

© St Patrick banished to the west of Ireland, demons and monsters into a portal on the Great Skellig. A few hundred years later this portal was activated un-intentionally by what, we don't know but it was activated and all hell broke loose on the Great Skellig. Archangel Michael after battling the demons found rest on Hy-Brasil after his greatest fight took place on the Great Skellig, where he fought the Devil himself. In the clash, Michael’s Sacred Golden Shield was torn from his grasp. With one vicious blow from the Devil’s hoof, the magnificent  Sacred Golden Shield was then funted far out into the Atlantic Sea.

Though victorious, Michael was weary and wounded, his body steeped with the stench of hell. Guided by the bird with the light in its beak, the Druid of the Skellig and his two sons led the battered Archangel through a portal maybe another or maybe the same portal  on Skellig and through secret tunnels beneath the sea, they crossed into the hidden realms below until they emerged onto the mystical Hy-Brasil.

Archangel Michael rested upon the island of Hy-Brasil, his body healing in the embrace of its sacred energy. On the ninth day, the Druid, Pádraig Mac Giolla Fhionáin returned the Archangel Michael’s  Sacred Golden Shield, it was battered, dented, and marked with the Devil’s hoofprint. It was found wedged among the rocks on the shore.

Michael climbed to the highest peak of Hy-Brasil. Drawing his sword, he raised it to the Heavens. Divine light cascaded down, illuminating his shield. It pulsed with celestial energy, re-activating secret sigils embedded within a preparation for a future time. It is said that it was  an alchemy in motion.

In gratitude, Michael bestowed his Sacred Golden Shield upon Hy-Brasil. The Druid momentarily hesitated, knowing that to accept it was to become its Custodial Keeper and the Island’s. From that moment, he would never return to Skellig, never age, and his ancient knowledge would lie dormant until the world needed guidance and old knowledge.

Michael ascended into the sky, pausing once to bless them, then vanished into the clouds.

At dusk,  the  Druid watched his sons gather themselves before their departure back to the mainland . He stood with Archangel Michael's  Shield held closely to his chest. The Archangel's gift to the Druid was a gift too to Hy-Brasil and his was even a bigger gift to the world. He then said to the two sons as they readied themselves to go back to the mainland. 

“Seasonal Blue moons will be many, before the changes. The eldest son, named Patrick, son of Patrick and a grandson of Patrick, will be Heavenly married to a lass with Martyrs blood and with the blood of the last High King of Ireland” The descendants of Mac Giolla Fhionáin will see three Patricks' walk in the foot steps of the Goddess Áine. Until then, the energy will become stagnant and still, and the healing golden light from the  Sacred Golden Shield will bend. For Hy-Brasil to rise like the Phoenix from its ashes the light from the Sacred Golden Shield must shine in a bright straight light.”

With great sadness, the Druid and sons said their good-byes and under the guidance of the bird with a light in his beak, they sailed away, waving back. One son rolled up the moonlit path, behind it an Illuminated Hy-Brasil slowly dimmed its light and erasing Hy-Brasil from earthly maps. Its location to be lost from that moment but yet not forgotten.

When the sons approached land, they noticed a group of people standing on the shore. “Where is your father?” a man roared as they got out of the sailboat. The sons pointed out to sea and at that moment the man knew that the Druid was never to come back or be seen again in their timeline.

They say that the beam from Michael’s Sacred Golden Shield aligns with the Apollo-Michael ley line, making Hy-Brasil a spiritual gateway of immense healing on the western edge of this sacred energy stream. These ley lines connect through geography, myth, and spirit from Skellig to the Holy Land, where ancient Earth wisdom meets divine purpose.

Now, the world shifts. The Earth’s magnetics are swaying, bees move erratically, and the Apollo-Michael Axis pulses with imbalance. Archangel Michael’s shield is tilted. The ley lines are no longer healthy in their flow.

Hy-Brasil is rising and is crying out once more. A new synergy is needed. A new Custodial Keeper must rise.

If you are a sentient artist, by brush, word, or song, this is your calling. If you are a seer or a soul with quiet strength and presence, this moment is yours. You are invited to connect with Hy-Brasil’s boundless energy and awaken its ancient, infinite knowledge. This is a place where inspiration flows as naturally as we take a breath.

I was born with salt on my skin and prophecy in my heart, and I or my family have not the knowhow or even the energic forces within to answer the cry of Hy-Brasil and that of my ancestor the Druid Pádraig Mac Giolla Fhionáin. And, it is with the heaviness of hearts, my family and  I have chosen to do a monetary exchange for the Lament for Hy-Brasil.  This monetary exchange doesn’t give you ownership of Hy-Brasil but ACCESS to the Island’s infinite knowledge and so much more. The knowledge will be intergalactic. Higher beings with gifts of healing beyond our comprehension. Crystals and stones their beauty exquisite. Fauna and flora the human eyes, could never have imagined of such existence.   

Hy-Brasil now needs fresh blood for our bloodline is now stagnant as is Hy-Brasil. Fresh blood for a new beginning for a new time and a new world. Are you ready? We are so excited!!! Along with healers around the world for they all sense a pending that something good is going to come out of all the negativity that the world is trapped in.

From the Lament for Hy-Brasil, you may locate the great Hy-Brasil and you will create great change if you do. Are you the brave one that history will speak highly of?

Now I ask again: Have you heard it? That faint whisper across the sea, carrying your name?

Hy-Brasil calling and reaching out to you

Will you answer?

The island waits in stillness, but not silence. The ley lines stir, especially along the Apollo-Michael Axis, that sacred alignment reaching from Skellig to the Holy Land. This restlessness must be guided.

The new Custodian Keeper must be spiritually aware, creatively attuned, and grounded in presence. The opportunity is rare, yet powerful: to access a place where Archangel Michael touched Heaven with his sword and infused the Earth with divine fire.

Here, where Druidic wisdom meets celestial light, begins the new timeline.

And perhaps… you are the  golden opportunity in a new timeline that awaits.

 For an monetary exchange you will receive a double bundle.....

The Lament for Hy-Brasil

 Learned by my ancestors and translated from the old Irish into English in the late 1800's by my grandfather.  For you, the spoken word recorded.  It is said  that these lines contain apparently, I stress apparently and supposedly directions or pathways to a hibernating Hy-Brasil. 

Hy-Brasil's re-awakening...a communication 

 I, sitting on the edge of the world looking out at the Blankets and after I sat present in my being, within the stillness of the day and with the gulls screeching and sweeping above and around me, I actually heard it,  I heard Hy-Brasil faintly cry and I listened hard as Hy-Brasil reached out to re-connect with me. As I reached out I tipped its faith cry with my fingertips through the air and just like that , I caught Hy-Brasil's re-awakening...a  communication to the world of its pending re-birth. It felt surreal and magical, truly blessed I am.

These two bundles will be sold as one in two parts on one audio. The Lament for Hy-Brasil and Hy-Brasil's re-awakening - a communication is recorded in their raw, beautiful and un-edited state. These audios have not been recorded in a fancy recording studio as this will risk their authenticity. 

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with anticipation and gratitude for a new world

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     Lughnasa 2025