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For years I had been coming across the name “Strata Florida“. This Cistercian abbey in Cardiganshire (South Wales) had often been linked (in the kinds of books that I read) to another abbey more familiar to me – Vale Crucis in Llangollen (North Wales). Finding that I had a free day, and also finding that the … Read More “Double Cistercian” »
Not all my visions come about as a result of a visit to a megalithic site. I do some work with a group of lovely people who attend my outdoor meditation sessions during the Summer months. When the group isn’t meeting during the Winter then some of these friends come around to work with me … Read More “Cailleach and The Mesa Luna Amulet” »
Why wouldn’t you want to go out on a wet and windy night to climb up a steep hill in the dark to visit a stone circle on an exposed ridge? Such rhetoric did play momentarily in my mind, but I ignored its facetiousness, and went anyway. The Corvus Correspondence As I arrived at the … Read More “Flickering Venus and Forgiveness” »
I was doing some work with a meditation group. We had met regularly throughout the year and had become good friends. I had gathered them this evening to keep the connections alive whilst the outdoor meditations were in hibernation. I had set a theme for the informal gathering, as I wanted it to still be … Read More “Oak staff formed in flame” »
In the last part of my Imbolc story for this year Julia and I have moved from the Knypersley Reservoir area and we’ve shifted about 10 miles further north to the wonderful remnants of a once massive set of megalithic structures. All that remains now is the barrow and tall stones known as The Bridestones, … Read More “Imbolc 2016 P4 The Light Circuit” »
There was more to my visit to Gawton’s Well at Imbolc. Not only had I been fortunate enough to be given my new quest for the Imbolc to Spring period, but I was also about to learn something important about the way that land spirits are formed and how their influence is distributed. Having felt … Read More “Imbolc 2016 P3 Criss-Crossing Lines” »
We were at Gawton’s Well. I say “we”, as I was with shamanic friend Julia. I was sitting beneath one of the guardian yew trees which congregate around the well head like static souls. Perched parrot-like I was rocking myself gently into a trance, intoning various snippets of near-silent whispers of wisdom. I was imparting my … Read More “Imbolc 2016 P2 The Flame of Brigid” »
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