Avebury – songs in the stones

Avebury SE weekend 675With the June workshop at the site not too far distant, I spent the evening pondering archaeo-acoustics and how the old ones might have used sound at Avebury… and whether, in its current state, you would be able to test any theories without a computer model. Erosion has taken its toll, some of the stones were broken up for building material in years past for the village that grew up within the site and roads now pass through the henge… a deep ditch surrounding the inner space with a raised bank behind it. The top of the bank is irregular in shape. There are a number of archaeological theories on that, but I think back to a visit to another of the great stone circles, when we sat on an adjacent barrow and saw the outline of the henge silhouetted like a sleeping goddess against the sky.

The henge was created around five thousand years ago to enclose the area where the great stones circle. It was a magnificent feat … a quarter of a mile in diameter. Nowadays a village sits within it. The ditch, sixty-nine feet wide, reached a depth of thirty-six feet, while the bank rises high behind. There was once a walkway on the inner face of the bank and you can imagine how brightly the bare chalk would have gleamed, a beacon in the landscape.

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And inside, there are the stones. The outer circle, the largest in Britain, was formed of ninety-eight sarsen stones, many weighing more than forty tons each and towering to almost fourteen feet high… with some almost as wide as that too. How, as much as why, comes to mind, knowing that regardless of advances in technology, they were still working with tools of flint and antler picks. The sheer scale of the circle… let alone the whole complex… is incredible. There is a real sense of awe… and I keep failing miserably to convey it. Facts and figures are not enough.

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I have visited this site many times and with many people, both those who are spiritually inclined and those who have no interest either in the spiritual possibilities, nor the mathematical precision, nor even the archaeology. To some it was just a curiosity… I hang out with some strange folks sometimes… One thing they have all shared, however, is that awed amazement. Avebury is incredible. It is also incredibly beautiful.

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The stones were neither chosen nor placed randomly. Within the remaining stones, particularly in the Avenue, is an alternating pattern of lozenge and upright stones. The most obvious implication is that they refer to the eternal dance of polarity. Look at each one and you cannot but see that there are faces in the stones, and regardless of our human gift for seeing faces in pretty much anything, some are too plain to be mistaken. Were they crafted in this way… or simply chosen for the spirit of the stone that seemed to show itself on their surface?

Stukeley's plan of Avebury

Many have studied the geometries, numbers and alignments of the stones. Again, we may never know how much we are finding to fit our own theories and how much was deliberately encoded into the design. One thing is certain though, the pattern of the temple had meaning. From the solstice sunrise, to the lunar cycles, from the inner circles that seem, like the pyramids of Giza, to mirror Orion’s belt to Stukeley’s vision of the Serpent Temple… our ancestors had a knowledge far beyond just the engineering required to erect the stones. For me, it has always felt like stepping inside a chronometer, whose intricate cogs work together to tell more than time.

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And then there are the stones themselves. Visitors often seem drawn to a particular stone that ‘calls’ them, as if there is a song in the stones that harmonises or resonates with something within their very bones. As every particle in creation vibrates, that is perhaps not as odd as it may at first sound. It is not odd at all to those who have felt the song of the stones.

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Hidden Avebury: Seeking the Unseen

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12th – 14th June, 2020

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Dreaming ~ Anita Dawes #writephoto

Dreaming

I am lost in dreaming

The feel of your hand in mine

Dark lonely nights remembered

Inside the tall grey stone

Our time has fled

The circle closing

Ancestors whispering

Continue reading at Anita Dawes and Jaye Marie

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Free #midnighthaiku

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Joy sets itself free

No thought for appearances

Living the moment

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#NewRelease – #Eventide by Mae Clair ~ Marcia Meara at The Write Stuff

Reblogged from The Write Stuff:

So happy to welcome Mae Clair to The Write Stuff today with news of the release of her latest novel, Eventide. I’ve already got this one on my Kindle and after enjoying Books 1 and 2 so much, I can’t wait to read it. And just look at this fabulous cover!

So without further ado, let’s get right to it. Take it away, Mae!

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Hi, Marcia. Many thanks for having me as a guest today! I’m delighted to be here today promoting my upcoming release, Eventide, the final book in my Hode’s Hill series of novels. If you’re unfamiliar with the term, Eventide is an archaic way of saying “evening” or “twilight.” All three books in the series play off this theme:
Cusp of Night
End of Day
Eventide

Each refers to that moment when daylight fades and twilight encroaches. I’ve always considered these “betwixt times,” never fully anchored in one period, but gradually transitioning into the next. From the time I was a child, I was fascinated by the idea. I’ve also always loved the word eventide, but when it came to choosing titles for my Hode’s Hill series, I initially headed down a different path.

Continue reading at The Write Stuff

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Still Presence ~ Alethea Kehas #writephoto

The land called to those who wanted to hear her. The rest wandered in idle enjoyment of the still stones. They brushed careless hands across their surfaces, and felt for holes to climb. Sometimes they took out their pocket knives and chiseled what they thought to be forever love upon their granite faces. And the land watched in silence, waiting for those who could hear her.

She sang the forgotten song to those who remembered its melody. They felt it in their bones as they stood upon her raised mounds. Her notes caressed their skin in the embrace of mother love. Her song wove inward through membranes to find the memory of home. Joy, rupturing the heart into ecstasy and sorrow, she sang of a love so deep tears fell from opened eyes.

Continue reading at The Light Behind the Story

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Keys of Heaven (9): blown down the mountain ~ Steve Tanham

The welcoming warmth of the Lion Inn on Blakey Ridge

continued from Part 8

My companions of the Silent Eye’s ‘Keys of Heaven’ weekend were waiting when I arrived at the Lion Inn. We had coffee and biscuits and discussed the options for our last day of the workshop. Everyone was looking forward to the visit to the celebrated St Mary’s church at Lastingham – the final resting place of St Cedd.

The coffee before the storm…

There was a group excitement; a buzz. Human nature responds to being ‘on top of things’ in both a physical and metaphorical sense. We had all managed to find the Lion Inn – it’s not trivial! We were at the highest point in the North York National Park, but we weren’t here just for coffee and the views. We planned to take advantage of the rich history to be found in the immediate area of the Inn, which, although completely isolated, has a site that has been occupied for hundreds of years; and contains archaeology that is thousands of years old.

Continue reading at The Silent Eye

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Presence ~ Sadje #writephoto

First in this week…

Standing like vigilant sentries

They are guarding sacred grounds

Their presence here since centuries

Is a testament to the holy duty entrusted

Continue reading at Keep it Alive

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Svadilfari…

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Long before the Shining One arced into sky,

our horseman had already started work.

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With net and horse, he found an old stone quarry

and began to heave the massive stone slabs,

which lay all about, into his net.

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Then he gathered the net into a neck and hollered…

Svadilfari bowed his head and slowly began to haul.

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As the day dawned a load of new stone

lay beside Asgard’s broken wall.

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Continue reading at France & Vincent

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Thursday photo prompt: Presence #writephoto

#writephotoWelcome to this week’s writephoto prompt.

You can find all last week’s entries in the weekly round-up, which was published earlier today.

Throughout the week, I will feature as many of the responses here on the Daily Echo as time and space allows, usually in the order in which they are submitted. Please be aware that I tend to schedule reblogs in advance and these spaces fill quickly so an early submission is more likely to be reblogged.

All posts will be featured in the weekly round-up on Thursday, 16th January at 10am GMT, linking back to the original posts of contributors.

Use the image below as inspiration to create a post on your own blog… poetry, prose, humour… light or dark, whatever you choose, as long as it is fairly family-friendly.

Submit your link by noon (GMT)  Wednesday 15th January.

Link back to this post with a pingback (Hugh has an excellent tutorial here)  and/or leave a link in the comments below, to be included in the round-up.

Use the #writephoto hashtag in your title so your posts can be found.

There is no word limit and no style requirements, except that your post must take inspiration from the image and/or the prompt word in the title of the post.

Feel free to use #writephoto logo or include the prompt photo in your post if you wish, or you may replace it with one of your own to illustrate your work.

By participating in the #writephoto challenge, please be aware that your post may be featured as a reblog on this blog and I will link to your post for the round-up each week.

Regular contributors are also welcome to come over as my guest and introduce themselves (click here for details).

Please note: As I do not share my political opinions on this blog, please do not use the challenge as a platform from which to share yours. Party political or racially offensive posts will not be reblogged.

This week’s prompt ~ Presence

(If you know where this was taken… please keep the location to yourselves until the prompt has ended so as not to seed preconceptions for other writers.)

For visually challenged writers, the image shows an old photograph of a pathway lined with standing stones leading through a flower-filled meadow.

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Photo prompt round-up: Fume #writephoto

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Draconine anger

Fuming and fulminating

Ephemeral flame

Laughing eyes look into mine

Love banishes the shadows

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The photo for this week’s prompt was taken on my back doorstep one evening, looking across to the farm where Ani and I walk. I have no idea what they were burning, but the bright light and white smoke looked oddly alive against the darkness, illuminating the bare, green branches of the winter trees,

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Thank you to everyone who took part, visited or reblogged the posts or left comments for their authors.

A new prompt will be published later today. As always, I will reblog as many contributions as space and time allows as they come in… and all of them will be featured in the round-up next Thursday.

All the posts are listed below, so please click on the links below to read them and leave a comment for the author!

Pingbacks do not always come through… if you have written a post for this challenge and it does not appear in the round-up, please leave a link to your post in the comments and I will add it to the list.

An invitation to writephoto writers…

As there are usually too many contributions to reblog all of them every week, and so that we can get to know their writers, I would like to invite all writephoto writers to come and introduce themselves on the blog as my guest! Click here for details.

Come and join in!

Thank you to all Contributors!

Please click the links to read and comment on the author’s site.

Dr. Lim Keng Huat at wonkywizard

Hayley R. Hardman at The Story Files

Kitty’s Verses

Shilpa Nairy

Daisybala at freshdaisiesdotme

Christine Bolton at Poetry for Healing

The Indishe

Kerfe Roig at K- Lines that Aim to Be

Roberta Eaton at Roberta Writes

Neel Anil Panicker

M. Brazfield at Words Less Spoken

Willow Willers at willowdot21

Deborah at A Wise Woman’s Journey

Geoff Le Pard at TanGental

Anita from Anita Dawes and Jaye Marie

Honoré Dupuis at Of Glass and Paper

Reena Saxena

Lady Lee Manila

Jen Goldie

Frank J. Tassone

Pamela Schloesser Canepa

Angela Terrell at Quiet Corner

Penny Wilson Writes

Christine Bialczak at Stine Writing

Jim Adams at A Unique Title for Me

Na’ama Yehuda

Keith Hillman at Keith’s Ramblings

Goff James at Art, Photography and Poetry

Di at pensitivity101

Ritu Bhathal at But I Smile Anyway

Rosemary Carlson, Writer

Trent P. McDonald at Trent’s World

Alethea Kehas at The Light Behind the Story

Caroline Scott at Western Angels

Sadje at Keep it Alive

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