Kathy and I hit the ground running. She got into the English car on the wrong side and started driving on the “wrong” side of the street. We were off to Avebury, a four thousand year old standing stone circle shaped in the form of a dragon through a circle, the symbol of alchemy. The town of Avebury was actually surrounded by the standing stones. https://zoomiescanada.com/

Everything was foggy and cold. Our first stop was across from Silbury, known as the pregnant Earth Goddess energy. A flock of goats started toward us as we approached. I brought out a bagel and fed it to them. They were so gentle, even the ram. I knew I had done this before. The first thing people do when they see animals is want to feed them.

We arrived in the Avebury pub and didn’t have a sixpence for a cup of coffee. A reality check, we had no pounds, no currency in a foreign country. We took a walk along the Avenue of the Stones. I kept repeating Mother, Mother at each one. The henge around Avebury is man made. The henge encircles two circles of stones, male and female.

It seems this trip will be a returning for me to my former home. We are returning to the home of the Mother Goddess energy. The theme is to help balance the male and female energies within, and to unite our higher selves with our “earthly” selves. We will be walking the paths that many ancients have walked.

We came back to our B & B, the last place available in town at Heather’s house. I was so tired that I had to lie down for a nap. I started to hear the stones singing, a great hum was going on and on. The nap seemed like I had slept all night. We got up to go to dinner, and another walk near the “cove.” The Mary and Michael lines cross here. As we toned near the stones, I felt as if I was going into the void. The Mother stone is the root chakra and the Father stone is the crown. I kept seeing the color red, even in the darkness.

The stones were placed along the ley lines of the earth. The ley lines are like the meridians of our own bodies. They carry the “life force” along its way. Each stone becomes a conduit of the earth energies. We were told that someone sat on a stone, without asking permission, and was thrown off!

Heathers house was 300 years old. The foundations of the house were the “sarsen” stones from Avebury. The “stone killers” dismantled many of the stones and used them to build the houses. Part of it was to get rid of the pagan beliefs associated with the stones. The Christian church was built very close to the circles to try to offset the influence of these ancient temples. When I got home I had a dream that Avebury was a fairy circle.

Heathers house was so colorful, it was like a fairy house. She was born in the village and a bit upset by it all. She told us that sometimes on a summer night she might be taking a walk and look over to the stones and see naked people dancing around, or banging drums, or clanging bells. “You say to yourself, am I really seeing and hearing this?” The local policeman teased her after the “dancing episode.” “What were your where abouts at the time of the dancing? Can you be accounted for? Are you sure you weren’t out there amongst them?” For English breakfast she served us some special mushrooms. We were joking that they were “magic mushrooms.” We felt like we were staying in Alice in Wonderlands house!

Before we left Avebury we met some Druids. They told us that they were to be in Stonehenge that night. We asked if we could join them, the answer was no. We left for the Henge about 4 pm. We asked the lady at the ticket office for a place to stay. She referred us to a 700 year old mansion with 22 rooms. It was a B & B and was supposed to be the former home of Ann Boleyn, one of the wives of Henry VIII.

We casually mentioned that we knew the Druids were going to be in Stonehenge that night. Before I knew it we had an appointment from 9 to 10 pm to have Stonehenge to ourselves after the Druids. When we approached the henge, that afternoon, I kept getting chills walking around. I call it “the chills of truth.”