I wish I could take you with me to places in Southern England and Wales which are so full of ancient magic.
I am finishing a 12-day tour here with my dear friends, Ruth Buckingham and Phil Richardson. We have held four day-long sessions of Healing Chant. Gail Stewart offered a sound bath with gongs, chimes, singing bowls and her own voice as a part of these sessions.
In between, we visited ancient sites, many of them associated with the King Arthur legend: Tintagel, where he was conceived; Glastonbury, the site of Avalon; and a Roman amphitheater in Caerleon, Wales, once thought to be the site of the Round Table.
We also visited ancient stone circles in Cornwall: The Hurlers, the Merry Maidens, and Boscawen-ûn.
Ruth, Phil and I are doing research to create a transformational tour of these places in the autumn of 2017.
This poem shares my experience of the stone circles.
I hear the voice of his people
through their warm presence now,
laughing on a day
so long ago
that has suddenly become today.
This October sun shines
on their ancient foreheads
and meets a fire
from within their cheerful heart
of loving stone.
Thank you, ancestors,
for this monument
to the ordering power of creation
pulsing within you then
and within me now.