These days, the knowledge about the power of leylines to direct the Sovereignty and wellbeing of a nation is kept from the general population. But it still remains true that whoever holds the “reins” of the land, reigns over the land.
We find information about the lore that has been occulted from us in the ancient myths of the Druidic Celts in the Mabinogion, and one in particular, about the brothers Lludd and Llevelys, and the battling Red and White Dragons.
I tell that tale in my book, Stories in the Summerlands, and then break down the symbols and metaphors it contains to reveal and explain its deeper metaphysics to modern minds.
However, the great thing about the myths of our ancestors is that they remain ever true, in that they are peopled with recognisable characters with familiar strengths and weaknesses as they try to deal with situations that reoccur continually in the spiralling body politic right up to the present day. In this extract, I’m sure you will find several that ring a bell!
Geoffrey of Monmouth wrote in his Historia Regum Britanniae (“History of the Kings of Britain”), of a mythical King Belinus who came to Britain long before the Romans and who commanded that a causeway should be constructed which would run the whole length of Britain “from the sea of Cornwall to the shores of Caithness” and lead directly to the cities that lay along that route. He could have been inspired by much older Welsh tales in which we find evidence of the advanced surveying abilities of the Druids.
One of Beli Mawr’s sons was the aforementioned Nudd (Nuada of the Irish), the ancestor of Gwyn. Nudd was known later on as Lludd, who went on to inherit the rulership of Britain from his father, Beli, and to establish the city of Caer Lludd, which became London.
In the Mabinogion, although derived from a much older 13th century text, there is story in which Lludd is finding it difficult to rule the kingdom of Britain because it has been assailed by three terrible plagues.
The Three Plagues
One plague is the Coraniaid, a warlike people that had invaded Britain. They cannot be forced out, however, because they always seem to know in advance what the British are planning. Each of them has such supersensitive ears that they can hear anything the wind touches.
The second plague is causing his people to starve to death because the provisions from their stores keep disappearing every night, with no explanation.
And last, but by no means least, the country is being bedevilled by a terrible, blood-curdling scream that resonates all around the land on Beltane Eve. It is such a terrifying sound that men, upon hearing it, turn as white as ghosts and their pregnant women miscarry.
However, luckily, Lludd has a very clever brother named Llevelys. Llevelys had gone abroad, years earlier, to marry a French princess and he was now the king of France. So Lludd decides to ask him for his advice.
He sails across the Channel, while Llevelys leaves the coast of France to meet him halfway.
After greeting one another, Llevelys suggests that they talk through a brass horn so that the wind cannot carry their words to the ears of the Coraniaid.
So Lludd then explains to him about the three plagues afflicting the Isles of Britain, to which his brother gives him the following advice:
For the first plague, Llevelys gives him the recipe for a mixture made from certain insects, which while harmless to the British people, is instantly lethal to the Coraniaid. He suggests calling the invading force to a parley for peace and then throwing the insect liquid over them.
For the second plague, Llevelys explains that the people are being sent into a very deep sleep by a very powerful magician, who waits for them to nod off before stealing all their food. He tells Lludd that he must confront and subdue him.
Finally, he turns to address the plague of the terrible scream on Beltane Eve.
The Red and White Dragons
Llevelys informs Lludd that the cause is a red dragon fighting with a white dragon, and so he gives him the remedy.
“When you arrive home,” Llevelys said, “have the length and breadth of the island measured. When you find the exact centre, the omphalos, dig a pit there. Then place a vat full of the best mead in that pit and cover the vat with a silk sheet. The dragons will find the mead and drink it, and it will send them to sleep. Once they are unconscious, put them into a stone chest and bury them underground.”
Lludd is much heartened as he returns home with his remedies for the three plagues.
First, he destroys the Coraniaid in the way his brother suggested. They all die on the spot. Lludd then faces and overcomes the powerful magician, so that his people can eat again.
Finally, he sets about measuring the isles of Britain to find the omphalos. He discovers it at Oxford. Then, as Llevelys had suggested, he pours the best mead into a vat, which he leaves for the fighting red and white dragons – who take the bait. Once they are asleep, he packs them into a stone chest and he buries them at a place called Dinas Emrys in Snowdonia, North Wales.
So, what is the meaning of this story and, more importantly, how can the wisdom it contains help us today? Like many ancient myths, this one comes to us at first like a tiny seed which, once the deeper meanings are understood, quickly flowers into a Tree of Life. Until that happens, no king can rule a contented land and no individual person can rule a contented life.
This tale can be understood more easily by those who know that the health of the body politic of the nation is mirrored in the human body, holographically, and vice-versa. It contains the keys to the mysteries of the Sovereignty of the Isles of Britain and the self-empowerment of the individual too.
It is a story of how power is lost and
regained through secret practices known only to those who practise the alchemy,
astrology and sacred geometry of the Hermetic system and who we refer to, in
our land, as the Druids and the Grail Keepers.
You can read the deeper, metaphysical explanation along with the geographical and archaeological evidence for the moving of this specific leyline, as well as as much broader sweep on leylines in the British Isles as a whole, and the sacred geometry underpinning it all, in Chapter 13, The Sovereignty of the Land, Stories in the Summerlands.
In fact, that whole chapter makes the case that there were straight tracks based on cosmological alignments across Britain long before the Romans turned them into roads.
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It is said that when Britain is in the direst peril and needs him the most, King Arthur will arise from his grave and return. We know this because we used to hear rhymes about it while still in the cradle – bardic poems that hail from of an age that Time forgot, when our ancestors carved stories about the Once and Future King in the green and pleasant hills of Avalon and then left them there for the salvation of mankind.
These esoteric dramas are as rich and fertile as the black peat laid down in the soil of those salt marshes and flower-filled meadows because they are threaded through with deep spiritual teachings that come from gentler, slower days …when both treasure and pleasure were measured by meaning and a man’s dreams were valued more than gold.
The deeper significance of these stories is only visible to those with the eyes to see, of which there are few today. Yet they are still faithfully acted out, every night, by colossal earthwork giants on a massive stage that is lit by stars shining down into an oft-flooded cauldron-shaped landscape reminiscent of the Holy Grail.
So let me use my skills as a shaman and mythologist to guide you along this winding pilgrimage which digs under all the religious and political glosses to excavate the esoteric messages that our earlier ancestors have enchanted and engineered into Avalon – a huge, royal diamond-shaped Merlin’s Precinct of more than 100 square miles.
The Holy Grail
In Stories in the Summerlands, I explain in simple terms how the Holy Grail is synonymous with the Philosopher’s Stone and the Vesica Piscis, and how local Somerset legends about Jesus and Joseph of Arimathea are actually vehicles for the secret codes of the Grailkeepers who, going back at least as far as the days of King Alfred the Great and the Knights Templars, have used this “land of the nobles” to underpin the spirit of Sovereignty.
It is no mere empty custom that every Christmas, Queen Elizabeth is sent a sprig of may blossoms from the Holy Thorn that grows on Wearyall Hill and that on Beltane and Samhain, the duel over the hand of the Queen of the May is celebrated by drumming and piping crowds escorting carved red and white dragons along lovage-lined lanes to Glastonbury Tor.
The ciphered messages of those custodians of the grail are still writ large in the art and architecture of the churches and cathedrals, keeping alive the wisdom of the Dragon Clans of old, despite the efforts of many a Christian bishop to eradicate it through the burning of abbey libraries, the dissolution of the monasteries and the grotesque execution of the last abbot of Glastonbury.
You will also learn in Stories in the Summerlands about the Weavers and Keepers of the Grail Mysteries who, like the Old Norse Norns who used words, pictures and music to weave the weft and warp of Wyrd, which we call consensual reality. They are also the three fairies of the spinning wheel of the Sleeping Beauty, who guard and keep her safe while she dreams so that eventually her whole court can be awakened by the kiss of the Prince. In other words, they are the creators of the culture that underpins the values of our social fabric, the material of which is kept in good condition by the telling and re-telling of these metaphorical stories which have been impregnated and enchanted into the land of Avalon.
As Shelley wrote: “Poets are the secret legislators of the world.”
I will explain all of this, and more, as I walk alongside you on a real pilgrimage of the soul in which you will develop the ability to recognise the esoteric wonders impregnated into the secret places of the Summerlands of Avalon. And once the hidden knowledge of the initiates of the Mysteries is revealed to you, you will be able to enrich your own life experience because it will open your eyes to the magic in your own land.
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