In this blog post I will begin describing our visit to the Scotland for Lammas. I outline a general procedure for approaching megalithic sites, and then go on to discuss my specific findings.
Lammas started with a thorough cleansing. It seems that I feel impelled to have a good long shower before I go out on a sacred day. Maybe this harks back to ancient traditions, but I don’t think it’s something that I consciously started to do, just that I noticed my behaviour over time.
Our destination today was the last place on our “We should really go there” list – Kilmartin Glen in Scotland. By the accounts of other megalith hunters it was a “field day” opportunity to see several sites in close proximity. Finally, we were getting to go, although it was a long drive to get there. It was raining most of the way. As we got past Glasgow the heavens really opened up and began to make us think we were in for a very wet weekend. As usual, Kal was optimistic and assured me that everything would be fine by the time we arrived. Ten miles from the glen I was less certain. Then, literally as we approached the glen the rain stopped. By the time we had parked a few minutes later, the sun was out! All around was a dark swathe of purple rainclouds. Astonishing! Kal beamed his usual broad smile and sported his “I told you so” eyebrow and wide eye combination.
How to approach a megalithic site
Within a minute of surveying our first site we knew that we were going to be fully occupied this weekend. The information boards at the Kilmartin Glen car park were packed with images of standing stones and circles. We drooled. “Nether Largie” – sounded exotic and enticing.
Over the narrow road we walked onto a bridge over a small free-flowing river, stopping to acknowledge the subtle energy barrier which acted like a bouncer – changing the way the spirit of place would interact with the entrants depending on how they approached the site. We knew to wait, ask respectfully for entrance, and then determine the response. We rarely were pushed away. So it was this time – we got the “pull” to say “Come on in!”. As I passed over the river I left my “worldly energies” behind, asking the river to take them with it on its journey. I was now entering a different “world”.
Stage One is cleansing. Done. Stage Two is energising with a new energy. For that I needed my dowsing rods to show me the correct lace to stand. When face with a megalithic site the temptation is to rush to touch it, or move closer to look at it. We knew to use our dowsing rods to find a preparation place.
The preparation place was just to one side – about six feet away from a pair of standing stones which looked like a gateway or doorway. This, I surmised, would be my entrance to the complex of sites and my start point for subtle energy work at these sites. Every door leads to an adventure!
Before I could pass through I needed to find the glyph that would unlock the door and allow me entry. I dowsed for such a shape and I found a barbell shape forming around the two standing stones. Three times around that shape was enough for a ‘click’ to occur in my mind, and I knew the portal was now ready to accept me crossing.
Passing through the stones I was then taken to a place nearby where I dowsed a thistle-shape on the grassy canvas. Standing in this place I felt a connection energy, but it was not a smooth connection – instead is has what can only be described as a “lumpy” feeling through my root chakra. I was connected to the earth through a form of intestine!
Next I was taken to the flat sides of the stones. There I dowsed that some of the cup marks – the slight depressions in the stone – formed another energy glyph (or lock) which could be opened by placing my fist into four of the holes in a particular sequence. The glyph ended in spiral on top of the stone.
It was only when this second energy glyph was unlocked that the whole Kilmartin Glen seemed to “open up” to me. It felt available and ready to be worked with. I scanned around to see where I should go next. Kal was still involved with the other nearby stone formation, but I knew that held nothing for me. I asked the dowsing rods to point out the direction that I should travel in next. They swung towards the footpath which seemed to lead across the glen floor. Then that would be where I go next. Towards Temple Wood circle.
A Temple In The Woods
It’s very exciting to find a new stone circle to visit. This one was rather unusual in that the central area was made up of a layer of head-sized stones whose distribution I guess was demonstrating the span of the structure that might have once been built over the circle.
I needed firstly to pay my respects and to get into the right energy configuration to approach. I could do so at a nearby small grove of trees which seemed to beckon me in.
Soon, after leaving a special deposit, I was able to approach the circle. I had to walk in through seven layers, as though tracing my way through seven pathways of a maze structure. I must have looked odd weaving back and forth, but I knew the path was right, and authentic to the one-time way into the circle. The entrance was at the South, and the exit at North.
Once at the centre of the circle I began to commune with the spirit of the circle. I called in my airy spirit guide, and she was able to help me connect. The perfect mediator, as ever. I dreamed of how I had finished my previous quest – the Song of the Winds, and I let those thoughts tumble out into the small stone structure before me. Mentally I reached inside the “treasure trove” of stone and pulled out a new quest.
My new quest would be to learn the language of water: waterfall, pond and river. This could be done all at the same time at a place where all three forms of water are together. I knew the place instantly. What? Such a simple quest? No need to traipse all over the country? Just one visit? Little did I knew how that would fit perfectly into the tumultuous time that was to come.
I stayed in the centre long enough to get some visions of the burials that has been place here once. There was a family of three buried there, I felt.
My exit was quicker, more direct, out through the Northern section. Outside I felt relief. I had a new quest already! What would the rest of the weekend bring, I wondered? What a great place this is! Kal was also ready to depart, and we could see a mount of stones and slabs nearby. Another site within a few hundred feet? Such a great place, this Kilmartin Glen!
Chris.
