15th February 2009, 08:30 PM
Buried with meaning and blessed with love, the bodies of our ancestors help make sacred this Earth. In return, our Earth gives Her spirit to the ancestor. Ancestor and Landscape become one.
As pilgrims, we enter into the ancestral landscape and call to and honour our ancestors, and when they answer, they come with the spirit of the land into which they were placed - the womb of the Goddess from which we are all reborn. It's time to remember who we are folks.
Academic sarcasm serves no true scientist, archaeologist, curator and no true Druid.
William Blake was a fonding Druid of the poor man's masons /|\
Oddie
As pilgrims, we enter into the ancestral landscape and call to and honour our ancestors, and when they answer, they come with the spirit of the land into which they were placed - the womb of the Goddess from which we are all reborn. It's time to remember who we are folks.
Academic sarcasm serves no true scientist, archaeologist, curator and no true Druid.
William Blake was a fonding Druid of the poor man's masons /|\
Oddie