We have arrived at the great Stones of Callanish. This part of the journey always feels hushed to me; I feel quiet and small as I stand in the presence of the ancient stones. They are so solid that I take heart from their patience and reach down to feel my own roots, and I ground, deeply and calmly. When I stand in the circle, I have such a strong sense of procession, and I am aware of so many others who have come here over the centuries, to stand where I stand now. I become one with the ancestors.
I have been here enough times to recognize that Callanish has moods. This morning the mood was mystical, almost brooding, as the stones stood shrouded in mist. There weren’t many people here, and most of us were walking silently and alone, pausing to touch a stone or simply stand in ageless companionship.
When we returned this evening, the mood had changed. The small group that gathered in the early evening made up for the lack of a sunset with drumming, dancing, singing, and processing…. the respect was palpable and collective, the joy contagious.
The world is full of Mystery.
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Someday…. all of your photos of this amazing wild land moves me deeply. Thank you so much.
‘Mystery’ only begins the wonder. K