The low spiritual signal to noise ratio in 21st century society often makes it difficult to find visceral life affirming experiences that feed the soul.
I have found Argyll in Scotland to be a wonderful place to connect with the feelings that our ancient ancestors were probably very familiar with.
Lots of ancient stone circles , cairns , ruined castles etc that date back to around 3000BC .
We tend to drive up there between October and March and wild camp where we can if conditions allow.
Sleeping in a silent landscape under a star packed sky with ancient 5000 year old burial sites nearby makes one realise just how insignificant we are but also how blessed we are to be part of this thing called Life on a tiny blip of rock in this vast Universe.
It is impossible not to feel the eternal power of God in these experiences.
Aside from Stonehenge, the most moving recollection of my time in England was at Glastonbury. Planning to return and hoping to have an even greater experience.
This is fascinating. I’d never heard of them but I agree that we shouldn’t be surprised that creation worships the creator. Jesus spoke of the rocks crying out.
This has become my baseline assumption whenever I examine my faith in light of those that came before me. Yes, I believe, and do many things within and for my faith, but I doubt that I come anywhere close to the kind of faith or worldview that Christians of old had. For them, it was infused in the entire world their whole lives. For me, I’m just trying my best to infuse my life with it in a world that’s hostile to sacralization.
Some 7 years ago my wife and I visited Glastonbury. I was at the time atheist and materialist in my outlook; as such I was rather bemused by the hippies and the woo-woo. We visited the Tor for a couple of hours and stopped to have some food near the tower.. Sat together afterwards, I was overcome by a deep sense of love for my wife and everyone around me. It stayed with me for much of the rest of the day and I'm afraid to say has never returned, at least not with that intensity. I can only describe the place as magical.
Some 7 years ago my wife and I visited Glastonbury. I was at the time atheist and materialist in my outlook; as such I was rather bemused by the hippies and the woo-woo. We visited the Tor for a couple of hours and stopped to have some food near the tower.. Sat together afterwards, I was overcome by a deep sense of love for my wife and everyone around me. It stayed with me for much of the rest of the day and I'm afraid to say has never returned, at least not with that intensity. I can only describe the place as magical.
Excellent piece old chap !
The low spiritual signal to noise ratio in 21st century society often makes it difficult to find visceral life affirming experiences that feed the soul.
I have found Argyll in Scotland to be a wonderful place to connect with the feelings that our ancient ancestors were probably very familiar with.
Lots of ancient stone circles , cairns , ruined castles etc that date back to around 3000BC .
We tend to drive up there between October and March and wild camp where we can if conditions allow.
Sleeping in a silent landscape under a star packed sky with ancient 5000 year old burial sites nearby makes one realise just how insignificant we are but also how blessed we are to be part of this thing called Life on a tiny blip of rock in this vast Universe.
It is impossible not to feel the eternal power of God in these experiences.
Aside from Stonehenge, the most moving recollection of my time in England was at Glastonbury. Planning to return and hoping to have an even greater experience.
This is fascinating. I’d never heard of them but I agree that we shouldn’t be surprised that creation worships the creator. Jesus spoke of the rocks crying out.
Thank you a wonderful uplifting piece, just what I needed at this low point in my life.
I’m a native of Somerset but I’ve never even heard of them!
I’m definitely going to make the effort to visit them at some point.
This has become my baseline assumption whenever I examine my faith in light of those that came before me. Yes, I believe, and do many things within and for my faith, but I doubt that I come anywhere close to the kind of faith or worldview that Christians of old had. For them, it was infused in the entire world their whole lives. For me, I’m just trying my best to infuse my life with it in a world that’s hostile to sacralization.
Some 7 years ago my wife and I visited Glastonbury. I was at the time atheist and materialist in my outlook; as such I was rather bemused by the hippies and the woo-woo. We visited the Tor for a couple of hours and stopped to have some food near the tower.. Sat together afterwards, I was overcome by a deep sense of love for my wife and everyone around me. It stayed with me for much of the rest of the day and I'm afraid to say has never returned, at least not with that intensity. I can only describe the place as magical.
Some 7 years ago my wife and I visited Glastonbury. I was at the time atheist and materialist in my outlook; as such I was rather bemused by the hippies and the woo-woo. We visited the Tor for a couple of hours and stopped to have some food near the tower.. Sat together afterwards, I was overcome by a deep sense of love for my wife and everyone around me. It stayed with me for much of the rest of the day and I'm afraid to say has never returned, at least not with that intensity. I can only describe the place as magical.
After repeated acts of vandalism the tree was finally removed by the land owner in 2019. What an utterly evil act of deliberate cultural vandalism.
That made me cry. It is perfect.
Thank you so much for this piece, it’s just what I needed . God Bless you
Enjoy but I would stay away from the large Cities.
Wow