Category Archives: Folklore

The myth of St. Bridgid at St. Bride’s…Is it really?

 

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.

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I’m intrigued by historians, Alan Wilson’s and Baram Blackett’s contention that Empress Helen brought ‘the true cross’ to Dyfed and concealed it in a cave here. Y Ddraig Ffraed flows through this cave.

As well, Alan Wilson relates whispered stories he heard from the locals, when he was a kid living for a time with his uncle on a farm near Dinas Cross. In hushed and reverent close company they told how the old folk knew, and passed down through the generations, an even greater secret…that Jesus was buried nearby.  This site is not on the dragon.

The following are some of the posts I’ve made to do with these matters and more, on Britain’s Hidden History FB page:

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A Green Hill Far Away…Without a City Wall

An article first published on the Song of Ffraed private, and then on ellisctaylor.com

Introduction

I have more to add regarding Alan Wilson’s proposal that Jesus is buried in West Wales.

Besides Gilbert’s, Wilson’s and Blackett’s, The Holy Kingdom, I’ve also been dipping into Australian sleuth author, Tony Bushby’s heretical tome, The Bible Fraud. I’ve no idea if they are aware of one another’s work.

Who of them is more right than the other I have no idea but both parties have carried out decades of deep and committed research and come up with masses of detailed information which includes several major and minor agreements and contradictions. Their strongly referenced compilations are inevitably uncomfortable for settled posteriors in religious and academic rectangles.

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Parc-y-Meirw (Field Of The Dead)

 

parc y meirw 1809 by Colt Hoare

 

Parc-y-Meirw (Field of the dead), Llanllawer, Pembrokeshire, Wales.
Stone Row
Not on the Ffraed
Grid reference: SM998359
Ordnance Survey

The name actually refers to the field, not the stones. Parc-y-Meirw (Field of the dead), is so called because generations-old local folklore says this field is  where the fallen from a battle (Mynydd Carn – 1081¹) between the Welsh princes were laid to rest. Two megaliths, once part of a straight row of giant bluestones, now act as the gateposts to this field.

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