Sacred Sites - Alchemy
Avalon P1 - Henge Circles By Freya Savitri Sampson
“Crossing the threshold between two Menhirs, a wave of energy and cellular memory washed through me, whilst simultaneously, ‘Squeeeeeeeeeeeak!’”
Henge Circles, like every other Sacred Site I’ve visited have a way of revealing themselves, as and when they perceive their guest is ready. They don’t just give over all their secrets. They are Ancient, and with age comes patience and wisdom. They listen with invisible ears to the frequencies emitted from one’s heart, consciousness and cellular memory. They too, have cellular memory, as does everyone and everything in creation.
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Supernal Magazine
It seemed almost surreal to be inside Stone Henge, I felt transported to times and experiences echoing through my being, the quiet voice of my soul whispering to my heart. We were blessed, so few people are permitted to enter this ancient place in the here and now. Most looking on in awe, only able to view from a considerable distance. It was almost overwhelming, the desire to touch the menhirs, however a security guard would remove one’s person quick smart, with no further opportunity granted to be inside the henge again in the future. Almost everything about the context of this visit was bizarre; it was almost as though I was viewing the scene from someone else’s perspective, someone in another time. The
tourists, the security guards... I mused at the absurdity of it all. Solstice draws close and our small band of shaman unify in ceremony. Our group moved around the henge stones, our leader sounding a small Tibetan singing bowl, the sound reverberating off the enormous Menhirs and amplifying the time-warp sensation I was feeling in the henge. The grass between the Menhirs green and soft underfoot, consciously, intentionally, taking each step, keenly observing each Menhir, not simply how it appeared, more-so how it responded to my presence, and subtle communion. Crossing the threshold between two Menhirs, a wave of energy and cellular memory washed through