The secrets hidden in the stones.
Having lived in Wales for a number of years before I moved to
Canada, I was privileged enough to have grown up around the legends
and myths that abound especially in the Central and Southern parts of
Wales. Places such as Pembrokeshire, Carmarthenshire and Ceredigion
where I grew up. Even the Gower has some amazing stories and legends
to tell.
Recently when I was working on my book and for some promotional
material I came across the Morien Institute. It is world renowned for
its research into areas such as megaliths, Stonehenge, and
astro-archeology. I was curious because a lot of my research for my
book contained a particular area of where I used to live in Wales, a
small village at the head of a Southern Valley by the Cambrian
mountains, called Ffarmers. It’s an old drover’s village used before
and during the industrial revolution.
Often when I was in my parents old farm house ‘Felin Rhos’ meaning by
the Mill Pond in old Welsh, I would observe sunsets, especially during
June, I’d be fascinated by the two mountains making a V shape as they
converged. Observing from my parents kitchen window which faced true
north on the 21st of June, the sun would set directly between these
two mountains. It would happen for four or five days, then it would
set up or down the mountain according to the time of year.
During my teenage years when I rode horses, I would ride to the top of
the ridge where the Cairn was. It’s a prominent landmark that marks
the valley for miles around. Even coming into Valley from the old
Pumpsaint road, it would draw the onlooker and beckon. Fascinated, I
ventured up there one day with my horse but we didn’t stay long.
Foaming at the mouth my horse galloped to the edge of the cliff at the
head of the valley stopping just short of a sheer drop. The Carreg Y
Bwci seemed to be haunted. That was the general consensus in the
village and not many villagers would go up there.
Often when I partied late into the night with my friends as a
teenager, we’d go to the local town of Lampeter. One time we came back
early, for some reason or another, it was the solstice. Driving past
in my friends Dad’s car, we stopped for a brief second to watch the
sunset go down. I didn’t know that a stone circle existed below the
Cairn. But the megalith stretched out before us had the sun set behind
it. Elongating the sun into a long strip. Perhaps a trick of the
light, or the heat of the stone. It had been hot that day. The air was
also very clear and clean up in the mountains. It could have been any
number of things.
Having forgotten the sunset, but being drawn to the stone circle for
years, I left Wales to come to Canada. When I came back to Wales for a
visit in 1997, I was again drawn to the stone circle and observed the
megalith lying down and the upright megalith. I remembered the unusual
sunset behind it. The upright megalith I suppose was for the solstice
morning. There were no other stones to indicate the winter solstice. I
explored further and found a stone on the other side of the Cairn
indicating the sunrises and sunsets of the year and maybe some of the
stars.
Often when going up to the Carreg Y Bwci, I noticed a fog would
descend and stay for quite some time. Other times, I noticed people
who’d celebrated up at the stone circle would be doing things that
were not supposed to be celebrated in a stone circle. Investigating
further, I noticed when I started to write my book and the accounts of
my heroine, that the Ffarmers valley was one huge grove as was
Pumpsaint. There were others in the area as well. Well kept and not
well known to a lot of people. These were, I found to be part of an
observatory. With the Sun and Moon being celebrated in the Gower, what
other deities were celebrated in other parts of Wales? I knew Rhiannon
the water Goddess was celebrated in the Ffarmers Valley as I called
the Cairn Rhiannon’s navel. The undulating curves of the mountains
resembled that of a reclining woman and the water fall was the
beginning of life, in fact is part of the river Twch which starts near
by in the Cambrian mountains.
I have long been fascinated with the Cairns and ley lines and groves
that surround and dot the landscape in Wales. Even more fascinating, I
got my heroine in my book to be part of the tribe that built
Stonehenge, and for her to be married off to a tribe who didn’t
understand the significance of the tribe my heroine was from and used
the groves and ley lines for something other than what they were
supposed to be for. Which in these days, some people do.
I was interested in what the Morien Institute was up to and found that
they had a number of research notes on elongated sunsets. I merely
shared my one time glimpse of one from all those years ago. Wayne at
the Morien Institute
www.eh2r.com/stonehenge shares some interesting
experiences and insights, outlining a number of sunsets. Some of them
at Stonehenge. It sheds new light on the mysteries of ancient groves
and megaliths, that were used not just for the solstice and other
means of worship for during that time and for the present day but
maybe for other means as well. Perhaps as an ancient observatory, with
the knowledge from the tribe who built Stonehenge. Who knows what else
is out there and what we can learn from the mysteries of the stones?
Karen Martel, Saskatchewan, Canada
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