Stonehenge

The stones are great
And magic power they have
Men that are sick
Fare to that stone
And they wash that stone
And with that water bathe away their sickness
-Layamon 1200

I’m on my way to visit this place of ancient stones on the plain of Salisbury. Stonehenge dates from 3100-2300 B.C.
I’m curious, I’m excited. What vibes will I get? Will something tell me that this is a place of ritual, of Druid magic, of scientists who studied the movement of the planets and stars?
The effort, the energy that went into constructing this place is beyond my conception. I’m one light shining in the world. How many lights combined to move and place these stones?
I know that I will stand in awe trying to commune with the ancients and feel the emotion, be it scientific, religious, psychological, of this experience.

PrairieMuse

http://www.sacredsites.com/europe/england/stonehenge.html

Myth - 2

I would take you back,

or forward depending on Trebusca view,

to and ‘embracement’ of Chemmis –

a Chaldean myth by attribution,

foundation of early Egyptian religion,

the ‘floating isle’ where Horus and Antaios

were split into being divinely human,

and being humanly divine …

That of this came Alchemy and Chemistry,

the making of science from things unknown,

the latter revered in our ‘Practical’ Zone,

while the former chastised-condemned,

because it also dealt with the soul.

consider this –

         CHEMMIS                (based on a mythological trace) 

In a time so ancient that mighty

Ur was but a cave beside two streams,

the Chaldaeans sang in whispered shadows

of seven beasts that bound our destiny.

Their names are ever lost to chaos grasp,  

                 but not voices that speak in thunder and fire;

for this fragile world was divided into dominions of awesome power,

with man but a pawn in faintest shadow  

                 of what might have been, had he been bold.  Yet the small space where power did sit                     was overlooked in the frenzied claim.This lonely island of tranquil blessing  

                     was set adrift, lost to the demon’s clutch.

It is often seen by sleepy children,    

                   yet never discovered in ready search.

Priests of Mother Nile named it Chemmis,  

                     calculating its path by the stars,

and many desired to travel there,  

                 called by pulse of the yearning heart. 

It is not a part of heaven or earth,                   but a place that has escaped our pain.It courses not across the clouded sky,  

                 nor beneath mysterious churning seas.

You will not find it by map or chart,  

                 or secret chant or powdered spell.

Chemmis travels betwixt the mind and will   

                in myriad dreams and lover’s hope.I

t has no power but defeats them all,     

               for I have no limits when I am there.……………………………………………………….. 

these ‘seven beasts’ became the ‘seven deadly sins’ and more,for many cultures has a ‘memory’ of the seven –and it could be said that Chemmisis any place where we escape from their clutches –

at least in meditation or reflection. 

What if you could go to place

where all of the universe complexity

could be seen in order;

and one could at least hold in balance

the ‘seven beasts’ of human nature? 

What of that drifting island

became ensnared in the talons

of a mountain? 

  the Duuran

Living the Dream

Monty and I have been taking our time, wandering around. Every so often I dip in to Enchanteur’s bag and pull out the red winged shoes she gave me ages ago. I gather my swag and Lord Montgomery and with two clicks of our heels we are where we need to be. Right now we are out of Dalby, camped under the shade of similar trees to that which my great grandfather, George Chale Watson, camped under in 1873 when he set out from Dalby after receiving his instructions to begin surveying. In my swag I have a copy of my great grandfather’s notes about ‘Building the Commonwealth’ and, as dusk falls and cool shadows surround us, I let myself wander back to another time. I hear a voice reading…

“It was in the year 1873 that I received my instructions to enter upon the very work which in 1861 I had set my mind upon when looking at the outline map of Australia, which stimulated me to reach the country which Burke and Wills had discovered. Destiny by a very circuitous course had accomplished the desire of my heart and given me instructions to make a feature survey of those great rivers and creeks which explorers, at the sacrifice of their lives, had made known to the world. Every inch of my circuitous route had supplied more serviceable information’s and experience that had in some way proved a preliminary part of my training.

My surveys in Mount Perry having proved financially advantageous enabled me to gather a respectable equipment, which I looked upon with some satisfaction of the proud possessor as I reviewed myself the owner of six horses, aspiring-cart, and harness, and an outfit of camp gear, all paid for. So confident was I of success and of opening a new chapter of my evolution that I embarked my very last shilling after having my home provided for for some mohths. I undertook the responsibility of engaging four assistants and travelling 600 miles to reach the starting point of my surveys.

In my prepatory arrangements invaluable assistance was given by my old friend, Mr. A.G. Gregory, the Surveyor General, in acquainting me with teh nature of the country where I was going, and the astronomical portion of my work would check his surveys. Every incident seemed to be an omen of good luck and I fairly started on my journey from the end of the railway line, then at Dalby, where I loaded my belongings and formed the order of march on a sunny Saturday in the beginning of November 1873.

At the end of the first day’s travel was selected an eligible camp for the approaching day of rest, which I much appreciated after the bustle and excitement of reaching Dalby by train with my equipment. In the enjoyment of a quiet camp, under the cool shade of a large tree I happen to take my reading out of the Book of Joshua, wherein I read: “Unto this people shall thou divide the land for an inheritance. Be strong and very courageous; There shall not be many man be able to stand before thee all the days of your life…..”