The Mound In The Dark Grove
Attraction. What is it? I’m thinking it, I’ve just this moment opened up the thesaurus…it’s a very thick book. The first page I opened…my daughter left a scrap of paper between the pages…top of the page..underlined. (Where are my glasses?) “Attractiveness– enchantment, charm, glamor, magic.” There you have it!
Once in a while a person or a place comes to your awareness. Beguiling. Bewitching. Is it merely desire? Or is it something else? Maybe it’s a memory of a preordained future working its way backwards, drawing you towards it. Whatever the explanation, your subconscious has locked on to it, and without any planning on your part, a few years down the road, inexplicably, there you find yourself.
Bryn Celli Ddu or ‘the mound in the dark grove’ is just such a place. Bryn Celli Ddu is a prehistoric site on the Welsh island of Anglesey located near Llanddaniel Fab. It’s old! Neolithic. Not as old as the earth beneath your feet, but as far as ‘man-made’ goes, 5000 years is pretty old. Maybe, I just like really old stuff.
The mound began as a henge-a bank and a ditch enclosing a circle of 14 upright stones purportedly aligned to the summer solstice and was used as a place for ritualistic ceremony.
This carved stone outside is a replica of the original which was inside the chamber and now resides in the National Museum of Wales. Someone has left a daffodil as an offering.
The Northeast entrance.
Right..let’s have a look inside!
Oh, right. It is said this stone inside the chamber may be the petrified trunk of a tree. Someone has left Brigid’s Cross as an offering, more than likely on Imbolc or St. Brigid’s Day to celebrate spring or to ward off evil. Earlier in the day we had visited the remains of some Iron Age round houses up on Holyhead Mountain…a story for another time. There’s really no telling what kind of energies we might have absorbed in these ancient spots, or who or what those same energies may later on attract. Law of attraction. I’ve never been one for chasing dangling carrots. More than not, it’s the stick that drives me forward. Occasionally though, I will see something I like.