Wholistic Arts

St Michael's Mount, Cornwall We travelled to Cornwall in Dad's Mazda MX5, with the top down at least part of the way because it was such a sunny, pleasant day. We slept in the car overlooking the island, and woke to find a really dim, cloudy morning! Yet another missed sunrise, but we'd grown used to it by then, and we spent the day on the island, wandering round looking for mysteries, and as always, speculating over the hidden meanings behind seemingly ordinary things. Vic

Glastonbury Tor, Somerset Going back to the Grail connection for this trip, we discovered why the Tor is thought to be King Arthur's Isle of Avalon when we climbed to the top and found ourselves completely surrounded my fog. As the daylight slowly crept in, the fog slowly receded to a thick mist, making the hill seem like an island floating on a white sea. We didn't get to see the sun rise as it was too cloudy, but we were pleasantly surprised when three witches (dressed in ordinary hiking clothes) came and offered us a drink of mead before returning to their ceremony. Vic

Breedon-on-the-Hill, Derby (This is not one of our photo's!) We went to Breedon because of work restrictions, as it is close to home. Nevertheless, this was not a casual choice, as it is quite a significant landmark on the Melbourne horizon, and is the crossing point for several ley-lines. Vic

Rosslyn Chapel, Edinburgh Long before reading The Da Vinci Code (or even before it was published, I think!), we decided to visit Rosslyn Chapel because of it's Knights Templar connections, and the rumour that the Holy Grail was buried somewhere beneath the crypts. We didn't find the Grail, but we did find lots of symbolism that we both found very exciting, and we had a wonderful time speculating about the builders of this marvelous little church. Vic

Stonehenge, Wiltshire What better place to start than at the most famous of all Solstice/Equinox related sites - Stonehenge. We spent most of the first day queuing in traffic waiting to be allowed into the parking area set up specially, but were pleased to be able to get into the site and walk around before sunset. We spoke to some druids, and watched them have a small ceremony for the sunset, and then spent the whole of the night wandering in and out of the stones, listening with awe at the way that the sounds of drums echoed around the structure, making it seem to dance with life. We watched the druids begin their ritual for the sunrise, and positioned ourselves perfectly to watch it rise through the henge stones. It started to rain, and we, like the thousand or more other spectators, were a little disappointed not to see the sun (little did we know that this was the pattern that we would follow for most of our excursions!), but we left feeling good about the overall experience. Vic