Stonehenge and the Avebury Stone Circles

In England Esther and I visited Stonehenge, Glastonbury and the stonesncircles of Avebury sought. Very special places if I may say so myself. The antiquity and the energy take you straight to the time of the druids and far beyond.

What I also really liked is that we were there at Easter, which is very symbolic of the resurrection. Return from the dead. Better yet… Transcending death, so that the concepts of life and death disappear.

That could be promising, I thought in advance, but it turned out that I was allowed to learn a different lesson. A lesson that belongs much more to the feminine energy. The experience was not as intense and overwhelming as the experience in Jerusalem, but more subtle, stimulating and soft.

The insights that came in were mainly that I am ready to allow the feminine more, so that I can surrender more. So I did not necessarily come to get something, but I also came to show my respect to the feminine. And that I may feel respect for the whole of life and not just a few experiences.

It is not so much in a single experience, but life as a whole consists of successive events and experiences. Life is one big experience and every experience intense or subtle is one to be honored.

In addition to those insights, I was also allowed to to undergo rebirth. It just didn't come the way I expected. Another insight. Surrender Brian, it doesn't always have to be a certain way, just let it happen for you. Sometimes it comes in ways you didn't even imagine. And then... Then they are often even more magical.

I asked myself the question: “what am I doing here then?” I was supposed to be at Stonehenge, right? I decided to let it go in that moment.

And that was a very beautiful choice, because that same night I dreamed about Stonehenge. That dream was on Easter night, the night before Easter Sunday. I came in my dream to Stonehenge and I touched the stones. At the moment of touching I died in the dream.

By dying in the dream I transfigured into energy. I would like to call it a spirit, but it didn't really feel like that. I felt more like energy. After dying in the dream, I could still talk to the living and the dead at the same time. I transcended the concepts of life and death. Pretty special, right?

I woke up with a very special feeling. A feeling of not being afraid anymore. Later that same day I ended alone with a meditation against a tree under the Tor in Glastonbury.

And there it happened with much softness and subtlety. If I hadn't been aware in the moment I probably would have missed it. Something inside me said in that moment that I am ready to die. For a moment there was no fear at all. That felt so incredibly liberating.

In that same moment I could see through the veils of Avalon for a moment and was connected to the magic of this mysterious place again. And how good it felt to realize that I would be prepared to die. Not that I want to die of course, because I feel myself becoming more alive every day. It was purely symbolic. Ready to die, so that the concepts of life and death disappear and there is only “existence”.

The liberation.