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A Song for Merlin – Part 1

September 10, 2012

A song for Merlin is nothing like A Song For Europe (you may be pleased to hear). I was tasked with discovering the various lines of the song or poem, and then learning to recite it at a northern stone circle whose location i had been given in a vision. One snag – the poem was in Old Welsh – I don’t speak Welsh (although I’m trying to learn occasional modern phrases). Also, I had to gather the lines using remote viewing, and then correctly interpret them so that they had meaning and I could recite them with the correct intent. Oh – no problem then! This post gives some background on that part of the task. In this post I will be describing how I came to deliver the poem at the right place at the right time in order to unlock the Merlin energy from its trap and release it for my own uses.

Let me explain briefly what I felt I was dealing with here. I consider, at this stage in my development, that Merlin is a psychological archetype. I feel that I am able to use the mythology, the legend, and thus the thought-form that Merlin has become in order to access parts of my subconscious capabilities (knowledge, observation, power). To me, Merlin therefore represents a characters who is the embodiment of particular possibilities for spiritual growth. All I know about that potential is that it can be realised by following “quests” (or a set of tasks) that require me to go to some effort to improve myself, or to mine for arcane knowledge, and sometimes to learn a new skill or magickal process that I can use to unlock this potential. Beyond that is madness.

 The origins of that vision were a month ago, but now I have had the chance to conclude the quest. Here’s the story.

Imagine a sunny day in Cumbria. I couldn’t. I certainly couldn’t remember one, so when the day started grey and drizzling I wasn’t hopeful. An hour’s drive north later Kal and I were driving into a clear blue sky and the day looked promising. I had various sites printed out and highlighted on OS maps, but there was no strict agenda. All of the sites were, amazingly, in close proximity to each other. We would only need to travel for an hour to see all of the sites that I had previously picked. This seemed like a good idea considering Kal’s situation (he’ll tell you about this).

The Goggleby Stone

We approached Shap and initially tried to find a stone circle marked on the OS Map. Not there. We couldn’t find it. It was supposed to be right next to the A6 road just off Junction 39 of the M5 motorway. Couldn’t find it. It’s amazing how many stone circles disappeared in this area when the motorway came through. Almost as if…. no I won’t say it. We headed for a standing stone instead. We found the Goggleby Stone easily. It is situated next to a marked path which makes it easy to get to, and it was quite obvious sat on its little hill amongst the turnips. We approached through the turnips with the daintiest of footsteps so as not to disturb any of the crop. Considering we’re bungling idiots we did very well not to trample anything.

The stone was lovely. It had a nice feel. You could see that the farmer had kindly fertilised the stone to make it grow better, as there were remnants of sticky straw welded to the sides. Cattle seemed to have rubbed the underside of the protrusion as it was worn smooth. The setting was glorious on this sunny day – stone-walled fields of patchwork greens all round and a bank of trees to shield the motorway from view. Delightful. I set to work.

For me the stone felt cleansing, so I stood in a power centre that I dowsed as being compatible and suitable, and then I relaxed. After the drive it was nice to let the shoulders droop as I felt the familiar but unhelpful energies of the modern world slip from them. The stone pulled the energies into the ground and dissipated them for me. Within moments I felt much better, but I suppose this feeling is now so well-practised that the time taken to achieve results gets shorted and shorter with greater experience.

The Goggleby Stone makes Kal’s nose itch

Stage one of the preparation process complete and time to head off to the nearby village of Rosgill where another interesting monument was marked simply as “Mary’s Pillar“. What would that be, we wondered?

Mary’s Pillar Restored

As we drove down the road through Rosgill we spotted the ‘pillar’ on the hill, in the shadow of the larger longer craggy ridge atop of which was a stone circle, so the maps said. However, having been bitten once already by the promise of a stone circle that didn’t exist any more we were put off trying this one. Let’s stick with what we could see – Mary’s Pillar was only a few hundred yards away up the gentle incline of the grassy hill. We would go visit that instead. Also, “Mary” usually just meant a re-dedication of a place that may once have been a power centre that related to a strong feminine energy. Sounded like my kind of thing.

Mary’s Pillar was supposed to have been erected in 1854 by a father in memory of his daughter who died at a young age:

“Mary’s Pillar is a memorial erected by Thomas Castley to his daughter Mary, who died at the age of 24. Mary used to visit this spot, from where she had a splendid view towards the entrance to the Mardale valley, Haweswater and the surrounding hills. This view, it is said, amply compensates any visitor for the effort needed to reach the pillar.” (source:

Re-dedication or re-instatement?

As I stood admiring the view, and it was stunning, I felt I should do something here. The female energy that should have been here (I felt this even before I knew it’s history) was missing. This seemed wrong. It was as though the dedication of this memorial had lost its original feminine energies (seemingly true now I know why it was dedicated int he first place). Of course I had female deities in mind, rather than a specific lady,yet the place called to me to inject some feminine energy into it. So I did some test dowsing:-

  • Was this a place once dedicated to the feminine? YES (ha ha – you fool, if only you knew)
  • Was it once a powerful place (i.e. a power centre)? YES.
  • Would it be beneficial to the place and its environment to restore female energy to this monument? Strong YES.

In my mind I felt several connection points with other power centres and ancient monuments in the area. These pathways had also died off, and could be restored. As the only outcome of the work would be beneficial I decided to do it. What I would do is to let the energy form that was most appropriate for the dedication come to mind, and then I would set about performing a ritual that would set the dedication, and link to available power sources nearby in order to maintain the energy flow.

I lit some incense in order to cleanse the space and start from a blank canvas, so to speak. I stood with my staff looking down to Haweswater lake. I felt that the Moon shining on the lake should be the source of the female energy – this image had often been seen from this place, I felt. I intended that whenever the moon shone on the lake then the subtle female energy would flow up to the monument and replenish the energy here. As I imagined this I asked for an image of who I should dedicate this monument to. In my mind I saw a lady – young but not a girl (now I know she was in her mid-twenties) and the name Ceridwen came to mind. Not Brigit, not Cailleach. It would be the middle-aged energy form that would be most appropriate for this.

Mary’s Pillar – standing proud overlooking Rosgill village

With the site merrily re-energised Kal told me that he had been dowsing the aura of the building when I was working. He said that it had been steadily expanding until it reached some nearby trees. We followed the aura to find that it now connected through the nearby hawthorns, and then extended out towards the lake int he distance. I took that as “mission accomplished”. Soon I will remotely view and dowse the site to see whether the effects have been felt elsewhere in the area.

The Cop Stone Ley

Originally I had wanted to park the car in the village of Helton just below the moorland upon which our target stone circle lay. Good job I didn’t! You’re better off driving up the narrow road onto the moors where there is ample parking. On the sunny day we visited the area the place was rampant with dog-walkers and ramblers (like us). One of our navigation points was The Cop Stone, a sturdy boulder that looked suspiciously ‘aligned’ – almost with a snout pointing at something. Kal got on the case – where was the energy going? He soon found a ley line going through the flat sides of the stone which is oriented North/South.

Further investigating the ley I counted the female and male lines and found that there were three female lines, and four male lines. It was imbalanced. Did this need re-balancing? Apparently so. I asked where I could get the energy from – from my staff. I did the work and restored the balance, which came very easily with my helpful staff. So much faster now!

The Cop Stone on a ley line above Helton

We tramped across the wide expanse of the hilltop ridge and got our first view of Ullswater from above. The view was stunning and bade well for the new stone circle we were heading for – The Cockpit. However, first we had to negotiate a few minor puddles. Actually, a vast expanse of pool, streams and marshland, but hey – this quest is never easy and I couldn’t let Kal get away with dry feet on one of our excursions, could I? 😉




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  1. Hi there. I really like your blogs – you visit such great places – especially as I live in the NW and have also visited a number of them. I’m also very Merlin oriented.

    Have you thought of getting a book together? It would be fantastic to gather all your visits and photos together.

    I know you’ve visited Alderley Edge and I wonder if you’ve read Alan Garner’s new book, Boneland, yet? It’s really haunting me. I grew up about a mile from Alderley so those books have huge resonance for me.

    Brightest Blessings

    Pegasus (Jane)

    1. Hi Pegasus Jane,

      Thanks for your kind words. We’re always pleased to find someone who enjoys what we do. Catching up on our travels should keep you busy over the darker months.

      I haven’t read Garner’s new book yet. I tend to read fiction only on very very special occasions. But with your recommendation I might make an exception once I’ve finished a very interesting book called “The God Tree” which is reclaiming the yew tree from historical oblivion to place it once again at centre stage. Fascinating stuff.

      I have considered putting this stuff into a book, and indeed that is one of my tasks for this Winter. I am going to start by taking one particular “quest” and expanding it into the full story. I’ll let you know how that goes early next year!

      Caring and sharing,

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