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St. Patrick’s chapel

She’d danced me through St. David’s cathedral and then the Bishop’s Palace, wound up by the Afon Alun, been curtsied and bowed to by waving willows and low stones, passed Arthur’s Head, Pen Arthur, and the sadly gone, once station of a beautifully inscribed lone stone; She waved at a windy bear and a girl perched upon a chimney saddle, Pen Author, and then, in the gloriously bright sunshine She led me, with gathering excitement, to and through the wilds of St. David’s Head.

When Y Ddraig Ffraed showed me through the dunes by Whitesands Bay , near St. David’s, on 28th May 2019, on Her way to slip back into St. Bride’s Bay, I had no idea there had been a chapel there – though I knew something significant had been, because she wriggled and spiralled all through the site. I discovered this later, when looking at an old map. Continue reading St. Patrick’s chapel

White Snow

An early Song of Ffraed article from my dragon healing journey with Y Ddraig Ffraed – The Ffraed Project. First published on the subscribers’ blog on 17th July 2016.

 

It was warm, a tiny breeze, butterflies flitted through the rampant hedges, song birds accompanied the bees’ kazoos and I was picking my way through tangles of prolific brambles and nettles, on my way to rendezvous with Y Ddraig again. I knew where She’d be, at the crossroads of paths where I’d left Her weeks ago.  She’d made off across a verdant pasture to the other side of a hump in the land. I’d have liked to have gone with Her but I needed to gain permission from the landholder first.

Instead I had tracked Her remotely to a hawthorn in a fairy hill embankment by an ancient llan. There’d once stood, possibly for thousands of years, a tiny village here; its gorgeous fragrant roses that once decorated walls and gardens, now rambling through the May.

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Plastic chalice

Mostly a post I just put on the Facebook group:
Holy Wells, Healing Wells & Sacred Springs of Britain

https://www.facebook.com/groups/244060782427611/permalink/1587812734719069/

For three years I traced and recorded a weaving sacred (current) presence (a Dragon) through SW Wales, using divining rods and intuition. I walked with Her through Pembrokeshire, Carmarthenshire and up to Strata Florida, before She curved and took me back to St. Bride’s Bay.

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