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ELANOR Findings Hollinhead Well

3/5/26

My mind is swimming with all the connections.Since my first quest in December 2025, when I discovered the many crossovers between SirHumphrey Chethamand myself, I consciously and subconsciously have found myself drawn backto Cheetham Hill for work.Initially, I discovered that Humphrey Chetham was born in Crumpsall (as was I), lived as a child inCrumpsall Park (5 mins walk from my family home), andhis family had a house in Cheetham aswell, on what wasthen known as Cheetham Street–Bank House. That street then becameHumphrey Street (named after him)–literally over the road from where my parents first lived whenthey married, where our family business started, and where I was likely created, and lived for thefirst year of my life.I then discovered his connection with Turton Tower, and the realisation that my dear friendMandy’s own residence/retreat Chetham Farm was likely named after his connection to the area.I came out of that first quest absolutely racing and focused on doing things. For me, this is amassive thing, because my ADHD makes it hard for me to just do things. I have since then had areally clear focus on how I want my businessto be, and suddenly, after months, and months, if notyears and years, I could just *do*. I started to explore how to streamline my business, look at whatwas essential for my sanity (working with schools), where we sat compared to where I had alwaysplanned for us to go as a business.A few weeks later, somewhat out of the blue, I had an email from a headteacher in St Chad’sPrimary school in Cheetham Hill. She’d been passed my name by their former forest schoolpractitioner, Ellie, who I have been in regular touch with since we both restarted our forest schooljourneys, around the same time.It wasn’t totally out of the blue, as I had known Ellie since she lived next door to my parents in themid 1990s. Despite her and her partner moving away after a few years, they have always kept intouch, and are definitely family friends. Ellie knew the work we have been doing, especially withregards to growing and forest school. Ellie had pretty much sealed the deal for us–she’d giventhe headteacher several names, but pointed out mine as the one she recommended most of all.Our first‘paying’school. As much as I have enjoyed the regular work we have done in the last fewyears, I always enjoy working with school age children most, and I had missed that.I wentto St Chad’s and met theheadteacher, and agreed tostart after half term. Although I hadn’tspent lots of time around that school, I had visited it in another life (I explored starting a primaryPGCE and St Chad’s was one of the schools I had visited aspart of that). I had also visited it in aneven earlier life (or two). I had completed my cycling proficiency training and test at that exactschool, when I was in primary school. In the mid 90s, I took my driving lessons–primarily drivingaround the houses and streets of that estate.So, OK. I have always felt a real comfortableness being there, in that school. At home, like Ibelonged.Some little moment recently–again, moments of clarity, realising why I feel even more at homeand comfortable beingaround there. Activation triggered a whole load more thoughts. I was goingto work at St Chad’s the morning afterwards for the day, so my first thought was trying to findsome water in the vicinity, and I had the realisationthat there wasn’t much in theway of greenspaces there, but it struck me the need to find water/nature around there.

I was super excited and relieved to hear we were going to Hollinshead. I don’t know why, I justwas. Possibly because it’s roughly around the area I have been seekingto explore more in the lastfew months. I have been consciously making the effort to go to places that I know my children willenjoy, so we can have more quality time together as a family.We have been to Cadshaw Castle Rocks a couple of times now–justover the road from ChethamClose stone circle (which is also on my list of places to explore). My eldest son is very physicallyminded–climbs rocks, trees, explores water, jumps–loves those physical challenges. It meansthat we have places we can allgo and enjoy being in peaceful woodland and nature–soothingforall our souls.Hollinshead is in that area of countryside which is our new playground.I woke up on the day though with a headache. Not usual for me. It was actually quite hard. I hadlotsof moments of feeling like very young Elanor was with us. Elanor who was silent, and whoobserved, and didn’t feel part of it, but equally felt very at home there and with the group. Therewere quite a few painful moments for me. I felt very overcome with emotion about my life–particularly being driven to be involved in the dog rescue world–not always to my benefit.As a child, my goals were to be an architect, live in the Scottish Highlands (been there, done it)and rescue dogs (also done it-since being in Scotland). The architect bit–well, it kind of fell atthe first hurdle. I walked away from the opportunity aged 18–decided I wasn’t sure that it waswhat I wanted to do for my career, so opted to do a degree in Modern Chinese Studies. I supposeI am an architect of some sort–just not of buildings. An architect of businesses, and especially ofthe work we do with the community.Rescue dogs have always been a big part of me. As a quiet 16 year old, I chose to do my workexperience at the Manchester Dogs Home, One week of cleaning out kennels, and stewardingdogs up and down to get vet checks, and I was happy as Larry. Not sure which Larry, but a Larry.Seeing all the dogs on our quest day–I have no doubt that I am very drawn to them as creatures.Being involved in the dog rescue world shows you the worst and the best of human nature in onelens. Many of those within dog rescue have become hardened and intolerant of people’sshortcomings and situations, whereas having worked with so manyvulnerable people through mybusiness, I see the other dimensions. I find myself getting very drawn in, but since quest day, Ihave been a lot more able to protect my boundaries andnot take on as much.Quest day for me was such a mixed bag. By the end,I certainly felt light and happy. The sad,harder moments were thinking of those significant losses in my life. In the last 8 years, we havelost three of our beautiful greyhounds–the last of whom Lola passed away days after she turned2. Thinking abouther still brings me to tears. Not only her, but those people around us. Losing myson’s uncle, my ex-partner’s brother, who worked for us and had lived with us, and who felt like abrother to me was also a huge wrench. This week just gone would have been his birthday. In fact,it was the day I took my boys and the dogs to Roddlesworth Woods. He took his own life the day Ifound out I was pregnant with Finn. Not because, but it‘just’coincided. His loss has always beenhard to bear. This week I felt sadthat Finn had never had the chance to know his uncle–theywould have loved each other a lot. His uncle was like the softer, more sensitive version of Finn’sdad. His life misses that balance.And lastly, my own grandfather. Here we are, full circle.
1. I’mquite astounded how it has taken me to my age to realise that I actually miss him. He wasn’tthe easiest of people–he was very controlling and difficult and made life hard for my mum and myaunty, and my grandmother.With the benefit of a neurodivergent lens, I realise now that he was likely autistic and traumatised.He was very clever–intellectually so. He was a proud humanist and it was probably his strong,proud atheist beliefs that inspired me to feel comfortable to step away from the conventional armof Judaism.This week though–this week–I had the realisation, when talking to one of my children that Iactually go to take my car into carwashes (the ones with big brushes that you sit inside of) to beclose to my grandfather. I have a memory of him taking me to them several times as a child. I alsoremember going with him to the Jewish hospital, for check ups on his leg (he had TB as a child,and ended up with tubercular hip–one leg longer than the other). He went to ManchesterGrammar School–yes, where Sir Humphrey Chetham went, right next door to Chetham’s schoolof music, which is in fact what Humphrey Chetham funded as part of his legacy. After his check-ups, he would take me to the park next door.Yes, and so the final bit of wyrd coincidences was the realisation that all my ancestors who arrivedin Manchester from Eastern Europe more than a century ago lived in houses in the streetssurrounding the school I am working in. I checked on the copies of old censuses where they lived.Theclosest one of all was in factthe house that my grandfather lived in when he was 12 years old(and beforehand), with his parents and older brother.The purple on the modern map is the bit of the school ground that I work in. On the old map, it’sjustan estimate of the whole school site. The orange/yellow is Moreton Avenue–thestreettheylived in–at number 9.On the earlier census, they lived on Brunswick Street, which is the wide Vshaped road at the top of the school. Nowadays, it’s called Balmfield Street.

Red is Hough End Hall.Purple is where I lived.Blue is where my younger son’s dad lived.And all the way back to my birth/conception…..Purple is my first family residence, blue is Humphrey Street–named after him, and where he alsolived a one point.
Pictures from the quest which with resonate for me, and from second trip to RoddlesworthThe veins in the flower.The direction of the trees–all pointing the same way.
The swirls of light from the window and on the opposite wall.On this, the light through the trees, and on the rocks.
The shadows on the stream

Kathryn’s Findings

Journaling notes during the day and the week following – Kathryn.

On the day.

Walk to the site –

We asked permission from the gatekeeper tree and it was given. Further down the path, we created a circle. I became aware that we were being watched. At first just one fae creature was peering round a tree. Gradually others joined it. Their energy was light and childlike. They looked a bit like an elf but more stocky, and had pointed ears. The area they were in felt important in some way.

In the circle I saw a train track. The train was near it but not on the track.

I felt my sacral chakra swell and expand and the energy expanded into my root and vagina. It also expanded into my left hip where I have been experiencing some pain. I’ve also been experiencing pain in my left knee. The song kept coming to me from The Carpenters – I’m on the top of the world and looking down on creation… I felt happiness in its purity, within.

As we continued to walk, a tree caught my attention. It wanted me to stand by it. It had a message. It showed me a Victorian, ornamental urn.

The Ruins and lunch –

At the ruins, Rachel read a prayer and I understood the card more clearly which I had pulled in the morning before setting off. Card 1.

I also became aware that I was sat close to where the man was sitting when I connected with the site in the Activation. His presence was secure and he was confident that he belonged.

I observed a woman in a large group of people also eating lunch. I watched and admired her independence from the group. She did not need to sit with them or do what they were doing as she walked off. Yet she was so confident in her own belonging and belonging to the group. I questioned what belonging means to me. Do I need to belong? I became aware of my Mum’s insecurities. Was I carrying these ancestral insecurities on a subconscious level?

As we entered the store room, I was guided to drum to break the energy for us to enter. We formed a circle, my sacral and vagina felt the expanded energy again. I needed to make figures of eight shapes with my hips, which created a release and I felt like I was giving birth.

I cannot put into words what happened at the well but I’ll try. When Rachel asked me to contribute to the circle, there was a huge wave within me which rose and then was released. It was anger at unjust and misuse. It was a reclaiming on some level. I felt able to express and move through this without words, so I have no words.

When we got to the original well, above the building, I removed the rubbish which was blocking the flow. Julie, cleared some debris too and the water began to slowly flow again. It was lovely to see the frog appear as Rachel was giving me some healing which helped me continue with the release.

Journal entries during the week following the visit.

Entry One – Monday

I’m leaning into one of the trees I have a deep relationship with and allowing myself to feel the emotions which have been coming up for me since Saturday, allowing them to emerge and then be large enough to be witnessed. I witness the fear of not belonging. I hadn’t realised before that this was significant but I’m going to just sit with it and see what comes up.

I also had the strangest dream last night. I was trying to find somewhere to sleep, create a comfortable space in a wet and damp, old house which wasn’t very nice. I didn’t see them but I knew other people were there. I was also aware that I was trying to find somewhere safe. I wanted to belong for safety. There was a fear of not being safe if I left this space, even though it was inadequate and not meeting my needs.

Entry Two – Tuesday

Today I met a friend. She shared something with me about her own experience. I could see it was difficult for her to talk about this. I held space. It was around her feeling rejected by someone and also manipulated and disrespected. She spoke from a place of love but there was a deep emotion of sadness in what she had experienced. As she spoke, the veils fell off my eyes with regard to a situation I hadn’t faced and I needed to. I realised that I too had allowed myself to be manipulated but I had also hung on because I was afraid of leaving. Why am I afraid of this?

As I sit here in the energy within nature, by the trees, I see that I’m hanging on because I’m afraid that I can’t do it alone. I feel the need to cut these cords on an energetic level. There feels like there is also a level of control and manipulation here which I have allowed.

Wow. The energetic cords were huge! Once I could see the truth of this situation and this person, I couldn’t un see. It’s time to change this situation and go my own way with forgiveness and love. This is what I allow.

Entry Three – Wednesday

Today, I’ve spent a lot of time cutting energetic cords. There was a huge energetic pull back when I did this. This was very dark energy, dark witch craft and hugely manipulative. TBH this has been a shock to me. I am seeing things which are ready to be seen but the sadness is deep. It’s a sadness in the aspects of the collective which are also in me. I see that.

I’m calling back all parts of myself at soul level which are ready to return. Also, I don’t need to worry about being left behind. I cannot be left behind. I love how the trees both near my home and at the site are assisting me with this. It helps me to understand what I’m creating in service. I’m hugely grateful for this and for the reflection of others and the guidance within nature.

It also felt like a good time to open the package which Julie gave me. Earlier today I had seen 222 and felt it was significant. Julie had given me a bag with the angel number 222. She also gave me a Rhino which is for strength. I understand why this power animal is showing itself to me and walking with me at this time. It’s the strength to choose me, even if I go against the tide which others are taking. Thank you.

The gift of card no 2 also resonated, in that I do have a tendency to make sure others are okay and not wanting to upset them or if I’m being honest with myself, it’s more a fear of being rejected by them, not belonging. I’m aware of this but I’m grateful it’s been shown to me again. This time it’s on a soul level. I will not give my soul parts away and make agreements in that way for fear of not belonging.

I now understand the card which I pulled before we set off on Saturday – Prayer Feather. Yes, love, that’s it.

I break these cords, I reclaim my power and I do this with love and this is what I choose. I’m free to choose my way.

Entry Four – Thursday

Today, I’m feeling a deeper surrender and connection with God within me. I felt this somewhat at the site, but today it feels multiplied. This has been a huge death and rebirth. I’ve cleared the way to my path and how I choose to walk it. That may not be what others are expecting of me. So much is landing with me, so much clarity.

I’m also reminded of how as a little girl, I use to feel my emotions and dance them out. I’m seeing more and more in how I can love myself and take care of myself. I can choose to do what my soul is here to do. This is my free will and I can choose it. This is the greatest thing I can do to love and take care of myself. I pulled cards 3 and 4. I’m grateful for this affirmation.

Entry Five – Friday

This has been a huge death and rebirth, literally. I’ve surrendered, surrendered to God on another level, there are many levels. It doesn’t feel like I’ve given my power away, I’ve gained it back and I totally belong. This feeling must be oneness, it feels like oneness. It feels like everyone and everything belongs, there is no separation. We just need to remember. This is my service, nature is showing us the way. Working with Mother Earth for humanity to find a way forward. Bloody hell, loving this!!!! My heart is full.

Thank you Rachel and Julie for this medicine.