I found that one of the first innate gifts I developed during my shamanic training was that of pattern recognition. When you’re continually zooming out to go into other worlds, and then zooming back in again, you are able to see the patterning of this world at a glance, and so you can easily follow the trajectories of certain lines or actions that lead to inevitable conclusions, just as they have always done throughout history.
This is how shamans can become oracles or prophets. Being able to foretell the future is not some kind of woo-woo hocus-pocus; it is just about having a more zoomed out view. It’s a kind of upgraded, finely tuned common sense, really.
Another thing I began to tune into was the language of symbols, which are everywhere. They speak to all of us in concepts that we absorb far faster than the meaning of written words. It’s like lightening and thunder. The lightening (symbols) hit our subconscious first, and then the thunder of the words and reason arrive afterwards. But the lightening has already struck the tree and it’s on fire.
That’s why I believe that it’s so important to learn the meaning of symbols which we are surrounded with in our everyday lives – whether in advertising or in the architecture of certain buildings. They are communicating with our subconscious minds whether our conscious mind understands them or not. It’s like when someone plays a note on a piano. The sound enters and winds around the labyrinthine corridors of our ear and then resonates throughout our whole mind-body-spirit world regardless of whether we consciously know that it is B flat. Some of us only need to hear two or three notes in a certain order, and the rest of the whole symphony instantly reveals itself.
This is all about pattern recognition … and you don’t need to be a shaman to have this ability, which is why I have included a whole chapter on it in Stories in the Summerlands: A pilgrimage into esoteric Avalon.
I hope that once you begin to learn how to read this secret language, which some call the Language of the Birds, you will be able, like one-eyed Odin, to talk back to “the birds” in a way that will enrich your own life.
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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Weavers and Keepers of the Grail are those who understand the hidden metaphors that are buried in ancient stories known as myths, many of which feature an Arthurian-type hero with 12 Knights of a Round Table, that were composed and told around the campfires of our ancestors at least as far back in time as the last Ice Age more than 10,000 years ago.
The Weavers of the Grail Mysteries could be compared to the Old Norse Norns who used words and pictures 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 by the keepers of the Grail.
As Shelley wrote: “Poets are the secret legislators of the world.”
The Holy Grail symbolises the fruiting of a deep, shamanic wisdom which is also represented in sacred geometry as the Vesica Piscis and in alchemy as the Marriage of the Sun and the Moon which leads to the Philosopher’s Stone.
If you would like to become a Weaver and Keeper of the Grail, I have written a number of books which can take you through this whole subject, in simple language, step-by-step.
I also have a Facebook group, Weavers and Keepers of the Grail, which you’re welcome to join.
Hello, I’m Annie Dieu-Le-Veut and I’m a shaman and story archaeologist who digs up the originals of ancient myths and then breaks down their hidden meanings to throw open the doors of perception. In this blog, you can follow my writings that reveal the spiritual wisdom that has been coded by our ancestors into our indigenous stories.
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The kings of old would undergo Sovereignty rites similar to the horse sacrifice of the Celts on their coronation day. That evening, they would lie with a cuen, which is the Anglo Saxon source of our word “queen”.
The cuen would be a shaman skilled in evoking and awakening the two energetic serpents which, during sexual intercourse, would rise up the body and interweave, just as they do on a caduceus, to create the Marriage of the Sun and the Moon within the human being.
This, I hasten to add, is a real physiological experience in which the Other Worlds break through into this one. Once the serpents reach the cup-shaped hypothalamus, which resembles a chalice or grael, they look over the rim to excrete red and white drops of elixir that, upon reaching the base of the grael, swirl together to create the catalyst which causes the explosion of the light of a thousand suns.
The Holy Grail
This is the real meaning behind the legend of the red and white liquids carried to Avalon by Joseph of Arimathea. It was the final Mystery teaching of Eleusis; the holy grail of the knights of Arthur Pendragon and many a serpent-grappling hero of yore from Hercules to Michael and so on.
Initiates were forbidden from revealing this inner alchemical process, upon pain of death, because it was strictly reserved for kings and pharaohs, tsars and emperors, those who held the Sovereignty of the cuentry, the country.
The cuen would rarely sit on a throne and share political power with the king, although there are exceptions to every rule; the beautiful Kiya became Pharaoh Akhenaten’s wife after he apparently – and euphemistically – fell in love with the aroma of her hair on his coronation night. But usually the cuen was the power behind the throne.
The ruler often married the daughter of another king for diplomatic purposes, but the cuen was the source of his claim to the Sovereignty of cuentry. She was the bridge between him and the nature spirits. It is what is behind the expression “the king marries the land.” The king married the spirits of the land through the auspices of the cuen in what was not mere empty ritual but a real, tangible experience of divinity.
If you’d like to know more about shamanic sex – when, where and how it was practised – it’s all in my book, The Sacred Sex Rites of Ishtar, available on Amazon currently under my byline Ishtar Dingir.
You will be already familiar with nature spirits from illustrations of tiny fairies and pixies sitting on toadstools and mushrooms. You may not have realised, though, that there is a hidden message in these works of art. It is a metaphor for our true Elders, the Underlords and the Overlords of the green mantle of this Earth, who are known to us merely as fungi.
It’s amazing how we take fungi for granted, given its absolute power in the land. Every single animal and insect on the planet, including mankind, comes originally from fungi, from which we began to separate about 650 million years ago.
There are almost as many names for faeries in these parts as there are stories about them, courtesy of the exiled Irish and Welsh whose memories still remain like holographic movies hovering in the morphogenic fields of the land they left behind.
To the Irish, the faeries are known as the Tuatha da Danaan, and also the Daoine Sidhe (pronounced shay) who are pivotal in shamanic work with the ancestors in the Underworld. They are like pilots who guide the shaman in trance along the Rivers of Blood or DNA, to help him in redeeming his family line.