In the second part of the Sherwood excursion you find the two intrepid excursioneers trying to navigate themselves through the forest after leaving The Major Oak. We were heading for a mound labelled on the modern maps as Hanger Hill. I knew it to be Thynghowe, reputedly a meeting point for druids and a moot hill of ancient times according to the available written record and mythology. I had dowsed that this particular place was my spiritual centre in the mainland of Britain, and now we were trying to locate it.
Of course I had printed out a detailed Ordnance Survey map of the area, and then forgotten to bring it with me. Usual stuff. So I reverted to my new favourite navigation app – ViewRanger. Oddly Sherwood Forest had a 3G connection near to the Visitor Centre, so I downloaded the map squares covering the forest and within seconds I had the same detailed OS maps on my phone. Wow – techno-drude to the rescue! I can’t recommend ViewRanger highly enough. It’s the navigation app with everything in one place – perfect for a travelling Hedge Druid.
At the Major Oak I had seen a vision of the Thynghowe mound. It was a low hill upon which I was standing. As I stood at its centre several vortexes of subtle energy grew around me until they became one large vortex spiralling upwards in a woven tapestry of energy threads, each thread phosphorescent with its own colour. It was a beautiful vision. Now I wondered whether reality would live up to the vision?
On the way to the mound I began thinking about my current quest – to open the third eye chakra. The visions I have been having recently seem to be good evidence that this aspect of my psychic work is improving every time I try it. What is holding me back is that I seem to be getting fewer opportunities to practise this kind of thing. Nevertheless I was pleased that I could get information much more easily now, and with far less energetic input than I have needed previously. Something is changing.
The Hidden Mound
As we walked towards Hanger Hill the rain eased up. Kal even danced a little skippy jig at the prospect that the sun might come out. I didn’t think so, but I’ve been proved wrong too many times to be so obviously pessimistic. We walked the long path to the mound and on the way I saw a sign that made me laugh. It read “Warning Forest Operations“, but I saw the potential for a bit of fun so I took this photograph:
Another interesting sight we saw on the way was the large stump of a tree out of which new growth had sprouted to form a new series of tree trunks. It looked very odd, and I hadn’t seen anything liek that before. Perhaps you have? if so, please share your pictures with us. I’d love to see more images of regeneration like this:
Such were the many glorious sights of summer in the forest of Sherwood and associated woodland. Now on to the main event. We marched onwards aware of the descending sun and the ascending New Moon. We were homing in on the GPS signal now, and ViewRanger told us that we were close. Kal looked ahead at a rise of trees and suggested this was our destination. We passed a final marker – the joining of two paths – before walking up a slight rise. This must be “the hill”! Having lived in Cumbria and spent a lot f time in North Wales the idea that this was a central hill of primary importance almost made me laugh out loud. I chuckled to myself instead. This was no more than a slight slope!
I kept looking for the mound. Then I saw a slight break in the bracken. It was a path to nowhere. Why would someone make a path to nowhere – it must be somewhere. I pushed through the wet fern foliage and took the brunt of the dampness before breaking through into a humid and bramble-covered “open” space amid three small trees. This was it. I just knew. I felt it. This was Thynghowe. Kal looked at me for confirmation – completely underwhelmed. I could read his mind – he was thinking “You dragged me all this way for THIS?”
The Law of Three and a Series of Doubts
Kal soon found his preferred power centre, then dowsed to see where this should be. He ended back where he started in a tight circle and laughed. I dowsed where I should be. I was two or three inches out from the perfect spot, which was to sit on top of a rotting tree trunk, which formed a damp but welcome seat. Hey – I was wet anyway!
Soon I was venturing off into a trance, letting my energy body ground itself, protect itself, then flow out into the mound on a journey to feel for what was happening in this place. I felt three power centres. The one that Kal was standing on was where strong male energy met weak female energy. The one I was sitting on was where strong female energy met male energy. Over the other side of the mound from us was one where the two forces met in equilibrium. All three possible states were here. The law of three.
In a druid trance I looked around, letting my inner perception decide what was relevant to take in. I saw the three trees that enclosed the mound, and I noticed that they were of a different variety to the other deciduous woodland that we had walked through recently. As I blended further into the surroundings I let my ears pick up the sounds of the woodland. From the mound I heard firstly one wood pigeon (one of my early totem birds whose sound meant “home”). With this thought the first bird was joined by another pigeon, answering the call of the first. The stereo effect was then enhanced further by a third pigeon. Three calls.
Three power centres. Three trees. Three bird calls. I was in the moment. Now was the time. I considered the dragon. Was there a dragon in the mound? WAIT! My rational senses jumped in with a fear response. What were the consequences of invoking the vision I had of the dragon encompassing the land? What were the consequences? Was it a good thing to do, I asked? ….
…a small voice in the middle of my head responded, not with an answer but with a series of counter questions,
“Is anything inherently good or bad? Why do you do the things you do? Don’t you know if they are good or bad?
Then I knew I had had this argument before, a long time ago when I first encountered sentient spirit energies. And then again when I came across my spirit guide.
But I don’t want to be manipulated into acting out something else’s wishes, I said.
Then why have you travelled all the way here to this spot? Surely that was choice? And now you’re here – what are you going to do?
What was I going to do? I contemplated, then I chose to continue. I would take the responsibility for my actions. Whatever happened I would set it right if it went wrong. Without action one is impotent and useless. In the face of The Unknowable one can only act on instinct and accept the responsibility for being the willing agent of action.
The Vision Manifested
At this point I invited my guide and familiar elementals to the work. I drew upon the combined energy from the three centres and put the white hot energy into a huge egg shaped form beneath me. When it was full I stood. This seemed to release the energy and allowed the egg to crack. As the egg cracked light poured from it. Suddenly, instead of a dragon rising up out into the air as I expected, instead a million tiny snake/dragon/wyrme things wriggled out of the egg in all directions. It took several minutes of this omni-directional flow before the flow ceased altogether.
This bit took a lot of concentration and effort. There were midges and flies buzzing all around my head trying to land on me and bite me. In addition, the New Moon meant that I had very little personal subtle energy to invest in the process. It took a lot of effort to do anything magickal this evening. Waking consciousness imposed itself upon me and I let the connection to the Otherworld go – the vision faded and the egg shattered into nothingness. It was over.
With my guide still present I asked why this image? The response was that each dragon would go out into the land and try to find a person to whom it could attach in order to give birth to an interest in serpentine energies in them. It would be like a mass education program – a national “turn on” to subtle energy awareness. That sounded great! People awakening to subtle energy all over this nation – how marvellous!
As I stood looking around Kal nodded over to the western skies. In amongst the thick grey cloud was one bright spot – Kal was making the sun almost appear through thick rain clouds. Soon it stopped raining completely so we took the opportunity to head back to the car in the dry. Another of Kal’s minor miracles.
On the way back we reached the Major Oak again. This was the path to the Centre Tree. Was it worth us going? Was there any ley line energy going through this point? We dowsed it remotely – there were no lines going through it. There was nothing magickal about the Centre Tree. It had no value for us to be there. It was only the symbolic reference to the former centre of the forested area around Sherwood. No real power or interest for us at this time.
On the way back there was one more interesting thing that happened. I stopped at one point because I could smell wet dog. We looked around and listened for any sign of a dog in the clearing that I had stopped in. Nothing. We walked on but I smelt it again – even stronger. Now I knew there was a dog here -0 not a living visible dog, but there was a dog here nonetheless. I mentioned it to Kal and he dowsed it. YES, there was the spirit of a dog here. Did it need help? NO. Was it happy here? YES, it had died here and should be left here. Cool. Just checking. Seems my sense are getting stronger on many levels in recent times. Now I’m smelling things too.
As we walked back past the Robin Oak we both gave acknowledgement to the force of the spirit inside the tree. We could both feel it, and when I dowsed for the relative strength of the spirit it seems that it had risen from a 2/10 in February to a 7/10 in July. In line with the month number! How peculiar! We walked back to the car which was a welcome relief from the dampness in the evening air. This would be the last spiritual journey that my old estate car would take, but there’s another story about that, which I will tell you about soon.