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Avebury and the Mechanical Hole

After going to East Kennet it would have been rude of me not to visit another of my favourite sites in that area, so I went to Avebury. Even though the “official” car park was closing, I was able to park for free in the car park right next to the Red Lion pub in the centre of the village. I’m glad I didn’t park at the pub itself because soon hundreds of motorcycles appeared and began to congregate which would have made an escape quite tricky! Not that I dislike motorcycles – I ride one myself – so I got the chance to eyeball a few tasty specimens of chrominess before I departed later.

But I’m getting side-tracked! Back to the action, because I have a strange tale to recount. I began to walk around Avebury’s massive ring of stones. As you know by now, I have to have an intention – a motivation – for such trips so in the car I had been determining one. My intention would be to charge myself up and consolidate the energies I had gained from the work done at the East Kennet Barrow. A bit flimsy, I know, but it was all I could come up with in the ten-minute drive.

I put up some good amounts of protection (Avebury is visited by all types of people – some have good energies, some not) and then sat down by one of the stones that the dowsing rods said would be beneficial. Note: back to using rods here, not intuition. Hmmm..tiredness? Right, so I needed an intake of energy to re-invigorate me, and where better than the grandest stone circle of them all? I calmed down and tuned in. Nothing! Right. Change of tack – I would hand back over to intuition and see what happened. I picked up my three lit incense sticks and began to walk around the circle clockwise (the energy-making direction).

View along the ditch surrounding Avebury

Don’t walk there – walk here!

I stopped to gawp at all the big stones as I passed them. It’s not really “the done thing” to insist on walking all around the edge of the circle these days. There are paths and fences which lead the casual visitor through the stones in a quite definite way so that you can’t actually walk around the edge of the circle any more and are instead guided into the heart of the circle once you have crossed the road which cuts through the heart of the complex. Which is both a good and a bad thing. At nearby Stonehenge, for example, Kal and I were nearly sick with the bad energy of everyone being funneled around the stones in one direction only. But in this case I wanted to generate some energy so where possible I stuck to the outside edge and thought about subtle energy generation.

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Mysterious Earth Conference 2011

I was at the Mysterious Earth Conference this year. The conference was held at the Village Hall in the village of Grimsargh near Preston in Lancashire, England. Kal had come up so that we could go to this event together, which was very nice of him to make the effort. There were four speakers lined up, but we only found three of them to be relevant to our studies and research, so I will concentrate on the positives and tell you about these three.

This year's Mysterious Earth lectures

The three speakers of interest to me were:-

  • Kevin Rowan-Drewitt – Neolithic Observatories
  • Pete Knight – West Kennet Long Barrow: Ancestors, Landscape and the Cosmos
  • Gary Biltcliffe – The Belinus Line & The Spine of Albion

Here is a run-down of their primary themes and some notes that I took about each of their lectures.

Neolithic observatories by Kevin Rowan-Drewitt

Kevin Rowan-Drewitt

Kevin’s talk was informative and a feast of facts. Having read many books on the subject of Alexander Thom, his Megalithic Yard, and of his convincing argument that most if not all stone circles are designed as neolithic calendars to track the movements of the sun and moon, I didn’t find too many points that were new to me. However, Kevin’s lecture was clearly delivered, well structured and well-argued, even if he was simply relating other people’s theories. For those who may have been new to the concept of neolithic astrological observatories it would have been truly enlightening.

Some notes that I made that were particularly significant for me were:-

  • Bryn Celli Ddu on Anglesey has in-built alignments for tracking Venus and the Summer Solstice. You may remember that I was called there in 2009 to observe Venus, even though at the time I had no idea what I was seeing.
  • Mayburgh Henge in Cumbria is aligned to the eastern sunrise
  • The book ‘Uriel’s Machine‘ by Christopher Knight & Robert Lomas contains the practical workings out of the theories of ancient astrological circle structure, and they based much of their work on the ‘Book Of Enoch‘, particularly the section ‘The Book of Courses of the Heavenly Luminaries’
  • In the Book of Enoch the circle-makers are mentioned as The Watchers. Rowan-Dewitt interprets this as being the Beaker People.

Personally, I feel this Bronze Age Beaker culture only created some of the last generation of megalithic structures, not the first ones, even if their structures were the most sophisticated, impressive and enduring. The astrological know-how was already in existence and evidenced by timber and rudimentary stone circles before the arrival of the so-called Beaker culture, so this doesn’t hang together for me.

  • Also in that ancient text, The Nephilim are mentioned as being from the Orion Constellation.
  • Newgrange, in the Boyne Valley in Ireland is aligned with the Winter Solstice sunrise but also with Venus too, on an eight-year cycle.
  • The line of ‘lozenge’ shapes or crosses on the lintel at Newgrange may denote the Venus cycle, as there are eight such symbols in a row.
  • Thornborough Henge in Yorkshire is aligned to Orion.
  • The Sun has a 32-year cycle until it rises at exactly the same spot on the horizon. This fact is used by Rowan-Dewitt to support the idea that astrological observances and star lore must have been passed down through the generations or preserved in some fashion because neolithic people had a relatively short life span.
  • Most measurements of megalithic structures are in 0.5 Megalithic Yards, or 16.32 inches. The Megalithic Yard of 2.72 feet was used for convenience by Alexander Thom.

West Kennet Long Barrow by Peter Knight

Peter Knight

Peter Knight is a well-practised and engaging speaker. His presentation was slick, precise and moved you from one concept to another easily and with a sense of passion. I am a fan of the West Kennet Long Barrow myself and have had many visits to the site mostly unaccompanied and without anyone else around, so I have been able to practise many of the things that Peter talked about in the shamanic parts of his talk. However, in the first part he went through the various alignments with the surrounding megalithic sites such as Avebury, Silbury Hill, East Kennet, and many of the lesser-known circles, tumuli and hills that form the rich Wiltshire megalithic landscape.

Some notes that I made on this talk were:-

  • There are sun and moon rising or setting sight alignments from West Kennet to many of the surrounding features.
  • Some of the lesser-known sites include Belas Knap chamber, Silbaby (or Woden Mound), Morgan’s Hill and Harestone stone circle.
  • The long barrow itself is constructed with layers of large rubble, then fine rubble, turf, then a sarsen stone core. The layering is reminiscent of Wilhelm Reich’s Orgone Accumulator principle.
  • There is an acoustic “hot spot” close to the stone called “The Skull Stone” which is considered to be a portal to the Underworld.
  • Long barrows and chambers in the area are mainly aligned to the South-East (the Midwinter Solstice).
  • East Kennet is aligned to the Orion constellation, West Kennet to the Gemini constellation.
  • A cave was usually associated with a process of initiation or transformation.

PETER’S WEB SITE: Stoneseeker

The Spine of Albion by Gary Biltcliffe

I have been eagerly awaiting Gary’s book about this subject for over a year now. Hopefully it is due to be published soon. Gary has spent a lot of time, effort and money on travelling up and down the country in pursuit of a ley line that he is calling the Belinus Line, after the ancient Celtic god Baal or Bel. The name thereafter got associated with a king of England called King Belinus, who was supposedly one of the great road-building kings, although many believe that the lack of historical evidence suggests he may be a mythical figure rather than an actual king. Certainly, it is not uncommon for people in power to associate themselves with great engineering from lost generations, for example the Romans simply paved many of the existing spirit roads that were created as embankments by the druid culture and those before them too. We all now know these roads as ‘Roman Roads’ which is testament to the power of a written historical record, rather than to the feats of engineering.

For the talk in Preston Gary concentrated on those sites which were more local to us, rather than describe all the sites along the line. Given that it had taken him 20 years to follow them, he was unlikely to get through them all in an hour!

  • Seven Barrows Down is the crossing point for the Belinus Line with the Michael/Mary Line.
  • The village of Dunsop Bridge is the geographical centre of the Belinus Line
  • North/South ley lines are associated with physical and East/West lines with the spiritual, thus the Belinus Line is mainly a physical line with very few spiritual centres on it.
  • The line goes through various centres including Lichfield, Birmingham, Manchester and Carlisle.
  • Dragon stories hint at the location of sacred sites such as caves, wells and mounds.
  • The Belinus Line has twelve bands of energy – balanced with 6 male and 6 female.
  • Guy Raglan Philips was the first to identify the line.
  • The female lines are violet in colour and the male lines are gold/yellow
  • The line goes through The Bridestones – formerly one of England’s largest long barrows.
  • Marton church gives a unique view of the sunrise over The Cloud in Cheshire
  • Shap has an avenue of stones similar to Avebury
  • The Kemp Howe stone circle is on the line
  • Other sites on the line are Merlindale, Knowlmere, Alderley Edge, Caverswall, The Rollright Stones, and Uffington Dragon Hill and White Horse
  • In Carlisle Catherdral is a stone carving of kissing dragons
  • Arthuret Church in Cumbria holds a familiar title of King Arthur’s burial place, and has a well called St.Michael’s running through it.

GARY’S WEB SITE: The Belinus Line

I hope those comments make some sense to you! They are slightly out of context, but they may be more relevant if you get to see them speak for yourselves.

Gwas.

Quest for merging with Energetic Double part 1 of 2

This post is going to be an ongoing one as I am in the middle of the tale so to speak and would like to try and record it as it progresses rather at the end. Let’ see how it works…

My meditations at the Hurlers revealed to me that it was most definitely time (and indeed a necessity) for me to be merged, reunited (er whatever) with my energetic double.

In previous experiences I had gained the knowledge of how to call it and how to protect myself from some of the more dangerous effects of its energy.

15th December 2010 ~ Rose Quartz

I thought it was time I figured out if I needed anything on this quest. I wondered if my supplies of esotoria were sufficient…a curious thought in and of itself as I have never thought to ask such a question before.

As it happened there was something missing…I asked whether I had sufficient incense? Yes. How about crystals? No. O, What did I need? I went through some crystal names and came up with Rose Quartz, how many? Seven! Even as I determined the answer a thought came to me, I knew where I could get some crystals, here out in the middle of Devon.

A couple of weeks ago I did some map dowsing and was directed down some side streets to a little shop that sold arcana, including crystals, excellent!

I visited the shop during my lunch time and as I walked around it I realised that the guy was woefully short on Rose Quartz, seriously! He had 6 rose quartz crystals, six! I stuck my hands into my pocket in frustration and felt something in them…I had forgotten, I had one rose quartz crystal myself. Perfect!

16th December 2010 ~ Gathering of the watchers

I was wandering through the local town Barnstaple at lunch time when I felt the uncomfortable drag of energy from the mid-town church yard. I wasn’t falling for it of course and walked by the entrance. Then on my return up the street I felt it again and this time I got a intuitive nudge and quickly put some protection up and wandered into the energetic crowd.

It isn’t that bad a feeling I have to say, i’m just being a bit melodramatic perhaps. Anyway I wandered about the place wondering what “this” was all about. I didn’t need my dowsing rods to be led to a particular spot in the square.

I went over and sat down, awaiting any thoughts, feelings or communication. And I got it…”We want to come with you?”

What? Who and what wants to come with me, and where for that matter? Then I got, it the Energetic Shrouds wanted to come with me when I merge with my double. Wow! Seriously! And how do I take you with me? In the crystals. Ok, Hop on in then.

Yes, it was that simple, no meditation, no ceremony, just “hop on in.”

18th December 2010 – Amazing

Morning

I awoke today and thought it was about 8am. It had snowed the night before but I had had an idea. Stonehenge! The place I could merge with my double…Stonehenge. I got up all excited and before anything else, I dowsed if this was the case, Yes!

Fantastic!

Not! I checked out of the window and the snow had done a number on the world. It was blanketed. Feeling a bit disappointed I got dressed all the while my mind was going… You can go, ok it might take you longer, but you could get there. That’s when the second shoe dropped…instead of it being 8am as I had thought when I finally looked at a clock it was 9:45. O boy! I have to say I havent been that far out with my waking up time in a long while, perhaps it was the xmas party last night…hmmm…

So, I was in a dilemma, Time was passing and the world was covered in a few inches of snow, should I take the risk and go on a 150 mile journey, when the radio 4 weather people were hailing the roads as “treacherous” and “travel only if you need to”

Does Edge Wizardry and reclaiming your energetic double count as a “need”?

As you know, being a one for signs and omens, I kept a weary eye out for anything meaningful. As I got changed my Rose Quartz crystal dropped out onto the wooden floor with a clatter.

Some signs are subtle, some you have to make up.

It was all I needed, I was off, the car was laden with about 3 inches (metric??) of snow that was fairly easy to be rid off, navigating out of the back streets? That was an entirely different matter. Phew!

I was off, with faith in my heart and food purchased from a garage (trademark Druidic practice). The Sat Nav was telling me 2 hours and 50 minutes to Stonehenge, I laughed…in this weather!

Ice, snow and ultra careful drivers were out in force today, even when the road was wet – above freezing people. Anyway I had got to the M5 some 50 miles from where I live and had stopped to clear all the junk of the windscreen (the water squirters had frozen) when a thought came to me…

Side note: I just thought, where do these thoughts come from? When we say “a thought came to me”?

Anyway, a thought came to me, I needed to go someplace to prepare first? Seriously! In this weather…I pulled my rods out of the car and asked, did I? Yes, could I do without? No. Could I prep at Stonehenge? No. As we say in England “Buggah”.

It was freezing cold as I pondered where I could go to do this prep. Glastonbury was on the way-ish, would Glastonbury be suitable?No. Bugg…

The another thought occurred (?) what about Avebury, would there do? Yes, o yes. I got in the car and Miss SatNav told me it would be some 2 hours to Avebury. Whatever! Lets go! So it was off to Avebury first, in the snow, on (Radio4) treacherous roads.

Avebury

Suprisingly the M5 (55 miles) was completely cleared of snow (thank the gritters) and even more suprisingly the M4 (30 miles) was completely clear thus I was doing excellent time.

Did I mention that Stonehenge closes at 4pm in the winter…Yes English Heritage come along and fold it up and put it away for the night!

So I was excited as I pulled of the M4 and the sat nav was reporting another 25 miles or so. Excellent! Not, the road off the M4 was as Radio4 would say, treacherous. There was only me on it for a fair few miles, but I was doing 20 to 45 depending on the ice and in some bits it was 10 miles too. Phew! Still after following a truly annoying tractor for a couple of miles. I had arrived, Avebury.

What is with the British and snow? The carpark for Avebury was closed? What! and all the streets had a “Don’t Park here or else” warning. So I just drove out a bit an slid (literally) into the side of a field, that is going to be fun to get out of.

Avebury had a few people wandering around the stones, not enough to cause a Edge Wizard problems. I walked amongst the stones for a while, acquainting myself with the Genius Loci. It is a lovely place, very welcoming. But I had business to attend to and as my Latin teach would say, Tempus Fugit!

So I dowsed to be taken to the best spot for me to prepare for my merging. It was along an odd path indeed, it was in and out of each stone, but doing a circle around each of them. People watched as I dowsed this dance amongst the stones and ending up at a missing stone marker, around which the rods just spiralled me in (quite dizzy infact).

So I questioned? Seriously? Here? When I have all these wonderful stones to play with? Yes. Who am I to argue? So I asked if crystals were required? No, Incense? Yes, 3 sticks…fortunately there was no wind at all and I was able to light them without even looking for cover.

Nothing seemed to be required for preparation other than to stand before this non-descript marker. I did so for some moments, but did not feel any different. I checked as to whether I had done the pre-requisits and the answer was yes.

As I stepped away a thought occured to me, was the walking in and around the stones part of my initiation? Yes…Ah…

I then went around the stones taking in there awesome size and feel as well as there beauty in the abundant snow. Then mindful of time I was off for Stonehenge.

Mishap

I programmed the Miss Sat Nav for West Amesbury and was off. It started out fairly well and the roads had been gritted and then Lady Sat Nav took me down a country lane and I was slowed to around 20mph. A few miles later she had me going down even more untreated roads and I was down to a meager 10mph and then almost innevitably it happened…

I was going one way and two cars were coming the other, the road was barely passable and I tapped the break and went into a gentle, dare I say graceful slide. Which ended in me facing the fields perpendicular to the road. Lovely.

A few revs of the tires made me realise that that wasn’t going to work. Fortunately the other two car drivers assisted and I was off on way, if a little more cautious.

By the Sat Nav it should have taken me 40 minutes to Stonehenge, however it was looking more like 90 minutes. So I had time to ponder things. The slide for example…of course on any other day I wouldnt have given it another thought, but on pilgrimages, as we have noticed so many times, the smallest thing should be pondered…so I did, ponder I mean. But alas the meaning, if any, escaped me and finally I was on a clear road.

As I drove along I felt a tug off to my left and looked up just to flash by a brown sign…Woodhenge. Gwas and I had been there the last time we went to Stonehenge and felt its strong energies. This time though Tempus was well and truly fugiting and I needed to be places.

Stonehenge

The A303 is a blessed road as it gives a wonderful view of Stonehenge. From a distance the circle looks like play toys stacked up and you have to get real close to appreciate there magnitude.

Alas, although there were about a dozen cars parked up on the road outside the heritage centre. Due to the weather the staff hadn’t turned up and…Stonehenge was closed!

Closed! I couldn’t believe it. I went over to one of the guards and she told me that they were indeed closed and thus “No Entry!”

I was gutted and paced along the road pondering this state of affairs. Other travellers were equally frustrated at this prohibition and were venting their displeasure.

Guerrilla dowsing were two words that sprang to mind and I eyed the fields surrounding the henge. It was about an hour to sunset, but the white snow would make me quite visible, unless I came from completely the other side and tried to keep the Henge between me and any garda, all the whilst watching for patrolling ones.

What would be the penalty of breaking into a heritage site? Hmmm I walked about 4 miles around the fields that surrounded the henge and considered the options…I reckoned that if I was lucky I could probably get close enough to find a suitable place to do my Energy Work. I had light blue clothing on and so that would provide some camouflage.

As I planned this entree, another “thought” occurred to me…what about Woodhenge? Would the sister site be suitable for my quest? I asked the rods, Yes. Are you sure? Yes, Would it be as good as Stonehenge?No, but suitable.

Taking a last rueful glance at the Henge I was off for Woodhenge. As I made my way back along the road I had just driven down I wondered if the mishap earlier and the “pull” of Woodhenge were connected, perhaps that was what I was being told?

Woodhenge

Evidenced by the snow, the half-mile side road up to Woodhenge was almost virgin in its snow covering. I was the second car in the park and the other couple were already heading towards theirs.

So, it was me and Woodhenge, perfect.

And in the next post we will see what Magic occurred at this wonderful site

Kal Malik Edge Wizard

Review of the Year 2009 – Part 8: Site Visit List

Section 8 – SITE VISIT LIST for 2009

The penultimate post is a reminder of the sites we have visited this past year. The sites are ordered from North to South.

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Gwas.

Cumbrian circles – Part 1: Flying over Castlerigg

Keswick, Cumbria – 27th September

In the first part of our day-long epic journey into the vast wilderness of the Lake District in search of the sacred circles we had heard so much about Kal and I began by visiting what must be one of the busiest circles we’ve ever stepped foot in. Not a moment’s peace was to be had at Castlerigg on a Sunday morning, despite the fact that we pitched up at 9:30am. There was barely a parking space left amid the camper vans, mobile homes and country capable cars that lined the sides of the small road on the edge of Keswick town.

Castlerigg (3)

Were we not in the middle of nowhere of note? We were. Still, on this day it seemed like every man Jack and his dog was visiting this sacred site, and not many of them were being very sacred. There was a photographer or three knocking about positioning tripod in awkward positions, parties of American tourists with overly-white hair and bright clothing milling about in herds like bewildered dayglo sheep, and families with hyped-up kids clambering all over the stones. A motley bunch. Then we arrived looking for peace and solitude to bathe in the morning mist that clad the site and surrounding hills. Not a chance, lads. Not today.

Not today Kal!

Not today Kal!

The mist quickly cleared off to the higher ground, but the crowd only grew thicker. We realised that whatever we were going to do here was going to draw attention. By this stage in our dowsing and spiritual development this mattered little to us. Kal immediately set about determining whether there was anything in particular that we should be doing here – perhaps to re-balance the energies, or ourselves, or what? He found that it was all down to me this morning. A convenient finding, I thought, but that’s how it goes.

I was in no rush, however, having an agenda of my own in terms of dowsing. I wanted to see whether I could answer a few questions that had been buzzing around my head for the last few days. These questions were:-

  1. Could the site be considered to be “active” in terms of energy?
  2. How accurate were the visual alignments between the stones and the surrounding landscape, that I had seen depicted in Paul Devereux’s book “Earth Memory“?
  3. Did any of the stones display a magnetic charge when a compass was held near to them?
  4. Were there any dowsable emissions of radon or radioactive energies coming out of the stones?
  5. Was there a “dream seat” at the site?

In “Earth Memory” Devereux tells of a shaman who takes a man to a place where there is an ancient stone seat that shamans sit upon. When they attune to the spot the seat produces visions and dream states where the shaman can experience “shamanic flying” or out-of-body experiences. I liked this idea, and it reminded me of the two similar “seats” at Avebury that are such intruiging shapes:

Avebury stone seats

I went in search of a Dream Seat at Castlerigg and an obvious candidate emerged, worn smooth by the number of people who had leaned against it observing the view. I elected to try it out shortly.

Castlerigg Dream Seat

All these questions plus the usual suspects concerning the discovery of the uses for the site were uppermost in my mind. As it turned out Kal beat me to the punch with the “use of the site” questions. He had over heard a tour guide telling the tale that the site had perhaps once been used as a place of barter for tradesmen – a kind of market meeting place. Spurred on to test this he got his dowsing rods out and began his own investigations. Was the site constructed for the purpose of trading? NO. So, it may have become a trading post, but he didn’t feel as though that’s how it started out. Of course not – why would there be so many celestial alignments and carefully placed stones if the purpose was to create a trading space?

I began my own investigations to answer my new questions.

  • Was the site energetically active? YES. Was it still functioning? YES.
  • Did any of the stones show any magnetic charge? YES, four of them moved the compass needle slightly away from North. These stones were on the South-Western end of the circle. This did not correspond with what I had read in “Earth Memory” where one stone at the Western cardinal point had registered for magnetic charge.
  • Were there any radioactive emissions coming out of the stones. NONE. I checked them all. But then I wasn’t using a scientific device, I was using a copper rod. Perhaps no surprise then!

I then went on to check some of the alignments. The most obvious one could be seen from….the Dream Seat stone! No wonder many people had sat on it – the alignment was both obvious and sublime:

Castlerigg (6)

I’m afraid I didn’t get the angle just right for the photo, but trust me – it’s a perfect fit with the two foreground hillsides. I carried on with my questions regarding the purpose of the site now that I had found the Dream Seat:-

  1. Was it an astral observatory, and aligned to celestial bodies? YES.
  2. Was it used as a calendar to track the position of the Sun and Moon at specific times of the year? YES.
  3. Were any of the stones used as: an altar – NO. A grounding/cleansing stone – YES. I found one such stone. An energising stone – YES. I found three of them.
  4. Did the circle draw energy into it? YES, from the sun, moon and stars.
  5. Did the circle push energy out? YES, into the surrounding land.
  6. Was the circle used for communication of any kind? NO.
  7. Was there a specific entrance? YES, for me it was at the South cardinal point.
  8. Was there a ley line running through the site? YES, in a NE to SW direction.
  9. Was there a specific path required to be followed to activate the energies of the site? YES.

This ‘ritual path’ (as Stone Dowser terms it) was particularly interesting. The energy path for me to follow was through the southern entrance, to the Sanctuary enclosure for some cleansing and statement of purpose, then out the eastern edge to the Dream Seat to see what needed to be done, then back out the eastern edge again to finish.

Castlerigg

The South Entrance

This last piece of information was particularly interesting as it encompassed the Dream Seat. I had wanted “a go” on it anyway, so here was my chance. Despite the endless stream of visitors I told Kal what I intended to do, and he said he would “observe”, which meant that he was going to have a laugh at me trying to make something happen here.

It took two attempts to make my meditative connection work, but I finally attuned to the site and had a vision sitting on the Dream Seat. In the vision I was spinning around above myself, hovering over the stone circle. From there I could see myself, and I could see that I was “spineless”. In other words, my spine was hollow, but nothing was flowing through it. I ‘knew’ I had a blockage in my chakras, and that it was glowing softly red at the base of my spine. The root chakra needed some work, I surmised.

My power centre in The Sanctuary

My power centre in The Sanctuary

After two attempts to unblock it I succeeded eventually. Much to everyone’s amusement I’m sure, watching a man with a stick moving from place to place around the circle and meditating for a while at each spot. In the end I felt “dreamy”, like I had awoken from a deep sleep – a feeling that didn’t really leave me until the end of the day on the way back home!

For me, it was a wonderful experience, and despite the heavy tourist traffic, very peaceful and calming. I went on to enjoy the rest of the sites that day. Out next stop would be Long Meg and Her Daughters and the companion site Little Meg.

Gwas

Floating on air.

West Kennet Long Barrow: Decoded and Orbed

If you stand a bit further back when you read this post, say about ten feet away, then the scanned-in pictures in this post take on a whole new perspective. It wasn’t intentional, but when I spotted it I thought I’d leave it like that. Might get you into an unusual conversation with those around you. Don’t worry if you don’t see what I mean – it just means you’re pure of thought ;-)

Here’s another topic for your unusual conversation: the function and purpose of an ancient site, specifically West Kennet Long Barrow.  It’s purpose and function may be totally unique to me – I don’t know - so if you have any dowsing or druidry knowledge then perhaps you could verify how much of the following information holds true for you?

Before I decode the purpose, however, let me say a few words about the majestic oak tree at the edge of the ploughed crop field upon which the Long Barrow stands.

West Kennett Long Barrow (5)

This well-balanced oak was awash with dangling trinkets – ribbons, hair bands, bells, even a loveheart perched in the heart of the tree’s canopy. This tree was well adorned. I made a mental note to look for something suitable to add later. Atop the next hill was a curiously geometric sloping mound that was drawing me up the path between the close-cropped fields.

As I approached the top of the hill the entrance to the barrow took me by surprise. Its entrance stones were massive – like huge lower teeth clamping the mound to the land in a pit-bull jaw lock.

West Kennett Long Barrow (8)

I deposited my bag just outside the nemeton energy field of the mound, which for some reason I could visually and energetically distinguish without needing the rods to know it was there, however I still checked. Not quite that confident yet, but getting there. If I was to cross this barrier then I should do so with a little awareness and a bit of an introduction. I got the rods out and asked to locate the entrance to the site. It was a short way back down the approach path, at a fork in the ways where another path crossed. The width of the energy gateway was a few inches wider than the chalk path that streaked across the mouth of the mound.

I asked to go to the ‘most energetic and suitable place for me to sit’. That usually produced good results, and I was led up a small path that snaked up the right front face of the mound, winding past two concrete slabs, to circle around in a spiral just beyond them, before the narrow paths down each side joined. It was slightly warmer on that spot than elsewhere, so I took the chance to sit down and admire the view around from this vantage point. I could see the remains of a crop circle, the greener shoots still swirled in circular counterpoint patterns.

West Kennett Long Barrow (6)

I appreciated the silence as the wind brushed the grass atop this long and wide burial site. I felt like there must have been many a shaman, warrior or nobleman who wished to be buried here, in sight of Silbury Hill, in a mound composed of his or her ancestors. Yet I felt there was much more that was still alive and always had been within this earthen sculpture. This place felt like it still had purpose, and I felt like this was a good day to try to find that purpose out.

I picked up the rods again and asked to be shown the way into the mound. By now there were other tourists milling about, some more intrepid than others, some merely passing through on their way across this unusual landscape. Before I got lost in wondering about their reasons for visiting I dowsed my way down the other side of the mounds steep front slope. A young couple looked on at my activities like they were witnessing their grandmother lead away her imaginary friend. But I was in a zone outside of that space and time, and the rods moved lithely in my hands, tracing a curving flow through the stones that formed a neat mini labyrinth at the entrance. It was only up close that you realised there WAS an entrance. From further away it looked invisible.

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I stopped in the sun-trap of a tiny courtyard that formed outside the entrance to the inner sanctum. Glancing up I could see some cup marks and holes int eh very tall middle entrance stone. It almost looked like a face, which made me giggle. HIS house, obviously. I asked quietly for permission to enter and felt no resistance, and so ducked inside into the darkness.


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Inside the chamber

There were four neatly sectioned off chambers, two on each side. The entrance to each were curiously individual though. The fifth and largest chamber was facing me twenty feet away at the end of the inner chamber. Soft daylight permeated two glass bricks in the concrete slabs above providing an ambient light which one’s eyes quickly adjusted to. No torch required today. In amongst the other people dipping in and out, admiring the acoustics or the snugness of the four smaller chambers, I found a place for my bag near the entrance and began to dowse. Question after question emerged, and each time I worked rapidly towards finding the purpose of each of the five chambers. I first found the order in which they should be visited (marked as numbers aside each chamber on the diagram below).

Then I drew from everything I had read, and all my experiences of effects within other sacred sites like Bryn Celli Ddu, and I pieced together a sense of the purpose and method of each chamber, finally arriving at a complete vision of how a person could undergo a spiritual transformation by passing through each chamber in turn. Please consider that these steps may be for me alone, yet I felt they had a more general significance, so you might be able to confirm whether that is what you find there too.

This is how I noted the function of the various areas, and the approximate time in minutes that one should remain in there to make the function work for you:

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1. For cleansing energies – like stone circle grounding stone – 7 minutes
2. For knowing and stating one’s purpose – having clear intention – 1 minute
3. For contacting the guardian spirit of the place, and for obtaining permission to undergo the transformation – 7 minutes
4. For charging up energies in readiness for the rebirth process or revelation – 1 minute
5. For transformation. A rebirth chamber, possibly using sound to achieve transformation through acoustic resonance – 1 minute

That last bit’s totally made up, but it was just a sense I got from feeling the reverberation from the walls to any sound. Even the thumping of people walking overhead was percussive and primal in that final domed chamber. The whole process could be done in less than twenty minutes if everything went according to plan. Was this too wacky, unfounded, plain made up? Only one way to find out – I’d better have a go!

Behold the orbs

Before I come to that, a word about ORBS.  When I was taking pictures of each of the chambers, for some reason I couldn’t fathom I took two pictures of chamber number four – the energy charging chamber. It had a feather and a small rock at the back of it, which interested me. Seemed like someone had placed a totem object there. Anyway – I took two photos of that – one right after the other, seconds apart. Not realising anything was on there I showed them to M and she pointed out the strange white blob on the second picture. Oh yeah! Then when I loaded up the pictures onto the computer I could see one in the fifth chamber picture too. Again, I had taken two photos of that chamber – one with a flash and one without. Both the pictures that showed an orb had used a flash. Well, there you go then – it was a reflection of a dust particle, that’s all. Well, maybe. The first orb appeared right on top of the totem feather. The second orb in the fifth chamber was hovering over the power centre that I dowsed in there. Slap bang on it – not one inch to the left or right, up or down, just on it. An interesting coincidence, a peculiar trick of the light. These are not the first pictures that Kal and I have taken that include such balls of light. It’s all very interesting given that balls of light are associated with the formation of crop circles. I also noticed that chambers four and five were the two chambers I didn’t feel ready to use yet, until I knew the right things to do in there, and these were the ones in which I photographed an anomalous ball of light.

Here’s the orb in the fourth chamber: notice the feather next to a pale stone at the back of the chamber in the first photo, and how an orb appears above the feather in the second picture. No other strange light phenomenon is evident. No other particles of dust.

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The pictures were taken seconds apart, and with the same lighting conditions and camera settings. In the fifth chamber I would capture something similar, again without me realising until I got home that anything else was in the picture in the centre at the bottom of the frame. The glinting ‘eyes’ are pairs of tea light candles decoratively arranged to make an amusing and potentially startling statement:

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Some theories have emerged regarding this phenomenon, the most plausible explanation of which is that the flash is picking up specks of dust and reflecting them back into the overall picture, making them seem larger than they are. Very plausible explanation. What I want you to consider, though, is two things. Firstly – why is there only one speck of dust being picked up? Secondly, why do these orbs happen to appear exactly where the centre of the spiralling energy was dowsed? I don’t know what they are, but they keep appearing. Time for a new camera?

Let’s ‘Ave A Go

I retreated to my power centre on top of the mound to mull over my re-discovery. If this sequence was real, and the chambers did what I thought they might, then there was only one way I could prove that – by experience. I would have to go through the process. I had a spare twenty minutes. I wasn’t afraid to die! I wanted to double check first. Had I got the right path for me today to go through the chambers? I dowsed my trail: chamber 1, then 2, then as I entered the third chamber I started an inward spiral into the power centre in the middle. NO! What was this? Stuck at the third chamber? Not enough energy? Wrong day or time? No – something to do with the purpose of the third chamber….I knew I wouldn’t be able to tune into the spirit of the place at this time. It was either the wrong time, or I wasn’t ready. Either way, it wasn’t going to happen today.

Disappointed, but still elated at my findings, I packed to go. I said my farewells and vowed to return when I was ready for the experience. On the way out I couldn’t help but glance up to see the laughing face of the tall stone guardian that mocked with a wide grin. Well, one day soon I’d learn that lesson and would be back to undergo the transformation process. Then I would know whether I was in any way right about how this site worked. I chose my paths carefully as I left, leaving no trace of having been there, except a marker saying “I’ll be back“.

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As I strode down the hill between the ploughed and cut fields I enjoyed the sight and fragrance of the wayside wild flowers. Seeing one plant’s tendrils wrapped around another I excused myself, explained myself, and plucked them. These two would form a perfect parting gift to the old oak tree to show my gratitude. I wove a cross-shaped dolly from the flowers and tied it to the tree. This action seemed to rouse the cattle int he field and they began to hasten towards me, following me through the nearby open gateway into the next field. I remembered an old wives saying about cows and rain, and checked the sky – sure enought eh clouds were forming not many miles away. Briefly chatting to a nice Polish man about ancient civilisations, I made my way back to SIlbury Hill and then headed off home in the trusty Peugeot. For some reason I had called it a day at that!

Gwas

Finding a level.

Trail of the White Dragon: Part 3 – The Avebury Egg

The Dragon’s Egg: Avebury

In the final part of chasing the dragon’s trail I found myself amongst the most impressive of Wiltshire’s ancient sites – the immense stone circles of Avebury. I arrived at 6pm as the sun was beginning its descent and shadows were growing long and dark across the split village. The occasional traffic still rumbled through, but parking was much easier than previous visits. Avebury can become a bustle on holidays, and even now it was hosting the occasional small family groups and couples admiring the ambience.

I got my dowsing rods out unashamedly – well, if I couldn’t dowse here where could I? All day the rods had drawn interested people over to question their purpose and capabilities. Each enquirer had been polite and genuinely interested. I guess this area attracts inquiring minds. I asked the rods to take me to the place where I could meditate upon the Dragon’s Egg (see previous post: Uffington). I was confident and hopeful as I was clearly guided around the avenues of stones, taking the straightest path to a stone on the south-western side of the village, close to the road and the ditch.

This image, taken from the interesting article on the JS Design web site, shows the south-western sector in which I found the stone I should sit next to:

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As I dowsed along a line of stones the rods reacted to one, directing me in a spiral around it until both rods touched the stone – this was the exact spot I should meditate at. I looked around – the sun was shining on the side where I should sit, there were very few people near the stone, and there was a perfect path of grass for me to sit on.

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I took up a comfortable position facing the last rays of the sun and relaxed. I concentrated on feeling the dragon’s egg shaped area that I had in my chest area. Weird, I know. But I could feel it energetically, although it had no physical properties at all. As I cleared my mind of thoughts a flock of crows rushed overhead, cawing gently as they whirled round towards some trees at the edge of the ridge that enclosed the stone circle.

Avebury (1)Despite being in what I felt was an appropriate mood I felt none of the magick that I had felt so far this day. I stood up and looked at the stone. Its pitted marks drew my attention. I picked up my dowsing rods and asked a few questions about whether these holes were relevant at all. I got a positive response. Several minutes later I had worked out that there was a series iin which I should ‘activate’ the stone, by placing my hand in certain holes in a specific order. It was very similar to one of the stones at Nine Stones Close in Derbyshire that I had decoded for myself recently. Now confident that I had the potential to unlock some special energy field I tried to replicate the sequence I had dowsed.

Something was wrong, however. The first few holes had felt warm, but then I put my hand in a cold hole and stepped back. Not what I was expecting. Oh damn, I realised, I had done it in the wrong sequence! Now all the holes felt cold as I tried to repeat the sequence. It wasn’t working now. I had blown it in my impatience! Just a few more moments memorising the sequence and a bit less haste in executing it might have been a different story, but now it seemed I might not get another attempt at this.  As if to answer that silent question the flock of crows flew back from the trees over my head cawing again.

That was the end of my day. I retired to the Seven Stars Inn a few miles away and pondered what I might do the next day. Would I continue this Dragon’s Trail? Would I try to do something with the dragon’s egg again? Would I find a crop circle in the area still? Or would something even more amazing happen. As it turned out, the next day was going to top even this one!

However, in a coinciudence that took the mickey  as I made my way over Windmill Hill late that evening. and parked up scanning the fields below for crop circles, a song came on the stereo - it was British Sea Power’s song “It Ended On An Oily Stage” which contains the lyrics “He found God in a Wiltshire field, whilst you did not.” OK lads – no need to rub it in! I hadn’t found any yet! Maybe next time I would learn to be a bit more focused.

Gwas Myrddyn

Holding on to the dragon’s tail.

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