Despite the glacial crawl of academia and consent-science to wake up to common sense and observable and easily tested discoveries, there were in epochs of ever-retreating immense timescales, amongst humankind (not necessarily ‘humans’ , or a humankind as insisted) some with knowledge and abilities that compare and better that of humans today. Like never before (as far as we know) modern technology provides clearing windows through the mists into the genius of our ancestors…or that of their teachers. Either way, these skills have survived to this day, subdued, blunted, and reduced they might be but they are there, and so is the knowledge. It has always been secreted, amongst a very tiny select that hold within their energetic field an undetectable specialised component of consciousness that lays dormant till it is activated by a unique frequential (psychic) key.
This is how vastly imperative awareness and expertise has survived. Those that have carried it, are and have been fiercely tested, relentlessly, and censored beyond any telling by the legions and hosts of the Darkness Invisible. The Light Side has survived. It always will.
Consciousness is in everything and everywhere. In a world of balanced light and dark lines of instant and precise communication are universal, we can converse with anyone, anything, any moment, everywhere. You may now and again already experience this, lots of us do. It’s wonderful isn’t it?
Out of the reach of suppressed human senses, meandering dragon lines (sacred energy presences and currents) weave all over the planet, and the same souls in times past, communicated with them. Through these consultations they cooperated in tending the lands they were together divinely charged to care for. Dragons’ flows were fashioned to enhance compounds, buildings and locations. All of nature flowed as it was designed to. On journeys, where people walked, dragons conveyed them safely. This was the forerunner of pilgrimage. Walking on a rippling Ddraig (dragon) brought them closer to each other, kept them as one, a loving union, grounding and healing. Sacred. And people moved upon, and sang, communed, and danced with dragons at special times, in agreed places. Sensitively they shaped and built the forms and structures upon dragons’ flows, that we have inherited. Sacrosanct. Together they kept the harmony of the land.
All mostly forgotten now.
But it’s still there, the knowledge, codified, secret signs, metaphor, folk tales. Never dismiss folktales.
To close, and for an example, here’s a relevant folktale regarding Saint Bride, our Saint Ffraed. I’ve written about this before, but I’m sure quite a few new readers will not have heard it.
One of the places that Y Ddraig Ffraed lands is beside the tiny bay-side village of St. Bride’s, in Pembrokeshire. The bay is named after St. Bride too. The little inlet is called St. Bride’s Haven, and a few centuries back there stood a little chapel here, dedicated to St. Bride. In the immediate hinterland, very close to the sea, are the Church of St Bridget and the ruins of a once grand house that is known as ‘the Abbey’. Bridget is Brigid, is Bride, is Ffraed (many spellings, many monikers – all over the Isles and wherever the ancient peoples of the Isles made their home).
Anyway, from the start, before I had any idea where She would take me, I’ve known the dragon as Y Ddraig Ffraed. She does a great deal at St. Bride’s visiting haven, cliffs, hill forts, flint factory, chapel site, church and churchyard, the vicarage, local farms (including
Ripperston – scene of strange incidents to do with the Welsh Triangle)…and, ‘the Abbey’ and its remaining grounds.
There is no evidence for an abbey ever being here, so say the worthies . Generations of local people though, having none of that, have always said that St. Brigid came across the sea from Ireland and started a community of nuns here.
St. Brigid is said to have been a 5th-6th Century holy woman who founded a church and abbey at Kildare, in central Ireland. You’ll find out more about her here: http://orthochristian.com/119331.html
The thing is St. Brigid is probably either a Christianised version of the Goddess of the same monikers, or She was a female Arch Druid. An indication that Kildare was a Goddess sanctuary is that it had both priestesses and priests. There was a sacred perpetual fire in the Church of the Oak (Cill Dara), tended by 19 priestesses (19 is Ffraed’s/Bride’s number), and more than likely a continuation of a Fire Temple long, long, before the Christian lady, real or mythical, presided there. I like all three, and perhaps that is the truth of the matter.
Anyway, St. Bride’s was populated Ages before St. Brigid breezed, or didn’t, into the haven. On the western cliffs, though much ravaged by stormy seas, there are still the vestiges of prehistoric hill forts and a flint factory.
The landscape of the immediate surroundings of St. Bride’s Haven match very well the female reproduction and genital area.
A constant feature of hallowed grounds chosen in ancient times, forever, even now, is that they represent the creative principle and actions – which is why there is a tower at the abbey and that the chapel, back in the day received seamen.
I’m sure St. Bride’s was a sacred place devoted to the feminine, from before even the female druids…and yes, I’m saying that the Goddess and the Bandrui did travel back and forth from Ireland to St. Bride’s Haven and Abbey…and so do the seamen and the Goddess…and very likely, to this day, quietly, the secret descendants of the Bandrui.²
Crossing the Irish coast close to Árd-Ladhrann:
“Ladhra died at Árd-Ladhrann and from him it is named. He was the first that died in Ireland.”
– Lebor Gabála Éren (The Book of Invasions) c. 11th Century
…and visiting many sites of interest. The line extends northwestwards to Streedagh and skims Innishmurray. I wonder what it went through before the seas rose?
In Pembrokeshire, this line continues from St. Bride’s chapel, church and Abbey through to another church and former clas visited by Y Ddraig Ffraed, St. Ishmaels, before crossing Milford Haven, through a cluster of tumuli etc, and (would you believe it?) “Linney Burrows”, and into the Bristol Channel at a cave. Across the water She crosses into Devon by way of Bideford Bay (Biddy Ford? makes you wonder, even if it is not allowed).
Here’s a right-angle triangle of 3 abbeys that are graced by Y Ddraig Ffraed. St. Bride’s, St. Dogmaels, and St. Mary’s, Whitland.
…and here we have St. Bride’s Abbey, St. David’s cathedral and St. Mary & St.Thomas Priory in Haverfordwest, forming another right-angle triangle. Two of them are built on Y Ddraig Ffraed.
Where’d he come from?
Although little or no records are in public domain, St. Bride’s would have been attacked many times, by Irish, other Welsh, Vikings, Arabs, and other assorted nasty ne’er-do-wells from many places – which is one of the reasons for the paucity of remains and documentation. That and the Church and State. Christianity was thriving in the Isles long before the Vatican moved in.¹
St. Bride’s is in a part of Pembrokeshire known as ‘Little England Beyond Wales’. Colonised by the Normans and Flemish soon after the Conk’s invasion; in time it took on a more English accent and moved quickly to English names and spellings – Hence “St. Bride’s” in the local names, rather than St, Ffraed, or just Ffraed – it wasn’t the usual Welsh custom to precede their saints names with Sant, San etc. ‘Llanffraed’, it may have been earlier known by.
The earliest records of the church are from the 13th Century, long after St. Brigid’s time. In deeds of 1577, another Irish saint blew in. St Murus had his name included in the church’s dedication, “St Murus and St Bride”. St. Murus (also Muras, and other spellings) was knocking about at the same time as St. Brigid is said to have been. Around old Murus there are shadows of druids and Culdees. Was this a hint?
But then the dedication to St. Murus may have been an error… but then maybe not.
…and many places between and after, including:
Was there some secret agenda afoot?
Ffraed/Bride “is a patroness of poets, arts and crafts, blacksmiths, millers, innkeepers, healers, doctors, nurses, midwives, children, students, women in labour, dairymaids, farmers, seamen, travellers, nuns, scholars, paupers, and agriculture. She is usually depicted with a cow lying at her feet, or holding a crozier or a lamp in her hand.” Source
Mills, forges, schools, clinics, hospitals, farms, churches, chapels, abbeys, inns, roads, footpaths, megaliths, dream chambers, town squares, crossroads, earthworks, springs, river sources, valleys, May trees…so many of these are sited on Y Ddraig Ffraed.
1: There’s a book about to be released that I’ve been told will be revealing further well-documented details to what I’ve already written on this blog. I’ll let you know when it is available.
2: Bandrui and Ban-Draoithe are Irish names for the female druids. The Cymru would have had another name for them and could have been similar like ‘Banwdrwys’. If anyone knows, please let me know.
One of the purposes the adepts create ‘alignments’ for was/is to create easily travelled psychic and bi-location paths. These ones are ‘energised by Dragons. They are not always permanent.
Off course adepts come of every shade of morality and intention. Though the alignments (‘leys’ to use an often misappropriated term) themselves have no agenda (being short circuits – or as I like to pictorially explain it, canals fed by rivers) they are often in this world, used for nefarious purposes.
A case in point (two videos) – added 11:11 27th August 2020:
One can only successfully walk the path to truth by facing up to the challenges inherent in the valleys and shadows of death and despair. There is only delusion and failure for those that look away from them
Thank you to Geof Lewis for his help with Google Earth. I have also been learning to use, and have used, Google Maps for checking alignments and patterns.
12th August 2020