July 5th was a couple of days past the full moon which I have come to know as “Hay Moon”. Hay moon presumably because it lasts so long and shines so brightly, and by this point in the year farmers might be beginning to reap some of the harvest that they sowed earlier. Not this year, I reckon! We’ve had two full months of continuous rain. It has rained almost every day since the middle of May. I know the land needs to re-balance after being so dry last year, and at the start of this year, but really – this is getting ridiculous now! It’s almost biblical in proportion – a deluge! Consequently, one takes every opportunity possible to make the most of the one or two days when it hasn’t rained all day. Such a day was July 5th.
if I had my way I wouldn’t have gone to Moel Ty Uchaf stone circle. It’s quite a way away from my home and I wanted to spend the maximum amount of time at a site, rather than spend the time travelling. However, something else had other ideas. When i dowsed for the place to visit it was the only candidate. Really? I double-checked, balking at the prospect of the arduous climb up the steep hill. YES – go to Llandrillo, the rods said. Damn. If it rained or was windy that place can be cold at any time of year. Damn. I hoped the visit would be worth it. I went on the motorbike – testing it still ran alright after it had been knocked down by an invasion of cows. Told you my front garden was open to all! Luckily I have new summer bike gear because otherwise the heat would have been unbearable. Wow – finally a hot day!
The journey was very pleasant and the bike was fine. I arrived unflustered and ready for action. On the way up I gathered some flowers. It felt like I should so I asked permission from the various flowers and hedgerows and told them it was for a dedication to The Goddess (Mother Nature – the female personification of our nurturing spirit). There didn’t feel to be any particular objections to that. In the hedgerow was honeysuckle, briar rose, dock leaves, cow parsley, elderflower, buttercup, foxglove and pink campion. The sprig was a beautiful mixture of purples, yellows and whites when I had finished. I put them into my bike helmet for safe-keeping and it looked quite incongruous – the black menacing helmet bedecked with beautiful flowers. Such is the contrast of this modern hedge druid – masculine and feminine, technology and nature combined in equal proportions.
By the time I reached the top I was exhausted. Summer bike clothes they may be but they are still too hot for walking up such a steep hill. I had to take most of my clothes off in order to cool down. Luckily Moel-Ty-Uchaf is one of those places where you can only be seen if you’re standing on a distant hilltop at a height of several thousand feet! It took me half an hour to dry off in the cooling evening breeze. After wandering about aimlessly I re-clothed and stood by the King Stone to try to find out why I was here.
I decided to locate North for orientation. I stood where I thought North was and got my iPhone app out to check the position. I was at zero degrees – North! I thought the app was broken so I moved a millimetre to my left and the gauge moved too. Yep – I had been pointing perfectly North! Ha ha. Who needs rods these days?
Having my pendulum I was able to get some directions before I set to work. I needed to go to the end of a promontory and cleanse my energies at a power centre there before going to the King Stone outlier (my base). At the King Stone I got ready to approach the circle. I couldn’t at first. I had to walk around the edges feeling for an entry point. The entry point was where it was usually – the southern break in the circle.
Now that I knew how to enter the circle and it felt right, it was time to do some work.
On entry I walked with the energies. This meant that I walked a wavy path inside the circle close to the stones. I felt I should take out my elemental crystals. I placed one at each of the cardinal points according to my understanding of their position for me. Then I walked an energy spiral into the centre. Under my bare feet the slate laid in the centre was warm and felt great. I don’t usually work int he centre – I’m usually at a compatible power centre just off centre, but today I was in the middle.
As part of my task the try to open my third eye I thought I would try again to see a spirit, like I had at Gawton’s Stone a few weeks previously. Then it had been unintended, but today i wanted to actively try to see the Spirit of Place. I switched on my ‘bat detector’ senses and tried to feel for where I was sensing a presence. I felt something close to the southern entrance, so I sat facing that way and tried to switch on my “hawk eyes” – the kind of viewing that I had recently learned at Bryn Celli Ddu in Anglesey.
Nothing. I could see the trails of energy flowing into the southern entrance from the half-cut-down forest opposite, but I couldn’t catch a glimpse of any outline for this spirit presence. Dammit! These things are so difficult to do on demand – they usually happen when you least expect them. Such a task to learn to control these skills! When my eyes began to dry out I stopped trying. I was trying too hard, and I knew it wasn’t going to happen today. On to the next idea.
Evoking The Dragon
It occurred to me that I was only just past the full moon. Was there any power still available, I wondered? The dowsing rods indicated that there was about 50% of the energy of the moon around at that time. I sat in the centre and began to draw down the energy, making myself a focal point for the energy that would normally bathe the stone circle, and drawing it into myself.
Once the process was initiated I let it continue, and my mind began to wander. I was thinking about the dragon image that I had seen in a vision at Dinas Emrys. The “dragon at the solstice centre” as I was calling it. It was just an idle memory…floating through my mind….re-living the imagery of the dragon rising from the centre of the land and growing to cover the whole land mass.
I got up. Nothing else was happening. I felt full of moon energy, replenished after the long hike up the hill, but nothing spiritual or energetic was happening today. The circle didn’t need work and neither did I, it seemed. I reversed the process of walking the energetic path, and collected my elemental crystals on the way out. I left the circle and went to fetch the posy of flowers that I had gathered earlier. I bound them with sheep’s wool that I found lying around, and then I placed them into the centre of the circle as an offering. The dragon….the dragon…I was still thinking of the dragon…
I walked out of the circle still wondering why I had been called here. yes, it was turning out to be a lovely evening, and yes the journey had been nice, but…nothing to see or do? I had an urge to look up. Looking into the sky I gazed at the mackerel cloud formation and then, framed in between them, was a sight that nearly made me fall over backwards, literally!
In my imagination I formed the clouds into the shape of a dragon with wings spread wide and tail stretching behind it. At its centre was a big bright white light of a cloud. I stood agape for several minutes in astonishment. So, this was why I was here – to see this. This was surely confirmation that this dragon centre project is important?
I took lots of photographs of the setting sun and then began my descent back to the car. On the way down I passed a smiling lady walking up the steep hill. We exchanged a brief pleasantry, and I noticed that she carried some flowers plucked from the hedgerow in her hand. Seems like it was something that other people felt motivated to do too, not just me. I pondered what wonders awaited that lady when she reached the circle. Always something magical at Moel Ty Uchaf.