Ley Lines
Ley Lines
by Silbermond
Email: m_grueger@bielefeld.netsurf.de
Browsing through my appointment
book which was stuffed with
meetings, conferences etc. for the
next days, I occasionally directed
my gaze through the big office
window into the sky on which the
sun slowly approached the horizon.
The blue-grey clouds were the
precursors of a thunderstorm and I
saw the flashing of the first
lightnings which cast bizzare
patterns on the forest.
I tried to ignore the haunting
atmosphere which emanated from
the landscape. Soon the first
bulldozzers and other vehicles of
the building site would arrive in
order to cut down and level the
forest. Later the laying of the
foundation stone of the plant
which was to be built here would
take place. I was the chairwoman
of the chemical plant and, thus, it
was my task to coordinate and
control the works here. I sent a
cursory glance on the papers with
calculations and reviewed in my
mind the report I was to hold this
evening at the meeting of all
persons concerned with the
project.
Trying again to concentrate on my
notes I couldn't avoid looking
again to the lightnings which were
reflected distinctly on the forest. In
fragments of a second the stone
formations loomed in the flashing
of the lightnings which were
situated in the centre of the forest.
I had heard about them, but never
seen them before... and also the
rumours of some older people from
the villages nearby had reached
me.
"Nonesense, superstition..." I
thought at that time. I had a very
realistic state of mind, everything I
couldn't grab with my own five
senses didn't exist for me. Thus,
thanks to my pragmatic character
and to sufficient fonds I had
succeeded in convincing the
Authorities to grant us the
permission for our building project
and to dispel their misgivings.
Having checked the notes again a
looked at my wrist wratch: there
was still enough
time for a small walk before the
meeting. The thunderstorm had
ceased in the meantime. I wanted
to look at the environment before I
had to hold the report.
I didn't want to accept the
fascination the circle of stones
excerted upon me. I justified this
walk towards myself with the
pretext that I would thus unmask
all secrets and legends which were
connected with this circle of stones
as soon as I would see it with my
own eyes.
It was still bright enought to
recognise the path winding
between the trees. It was not
possible to easily scare me and,
thus, I self-confidentally paced the
forest path which was still a little
bit swampy due to the past
thunderstorm.
In the distance a tawny owl cried...
a dark cloud passed in front of the
setting sun... How did it come that
I felt strangely out of place in my
clothes ? I had just changed my
high-heeled shoes against more
rigid ones, but my fur coat and the
gown I wore under it seemed to be
just as unappropriate concerning
the atmoshere around here as my
red fingernails and the golden
bracelets I wore.
A short time before I stepped on
the clearing I flinched: something
had moved in the thicket: I saw a
huge king stag with gorgeous
antlers who stepped majestically
onto the clearing and on whose fur
the beams of the setting sun cast a
orange-golden magical pattern.
Was it due to the wet air or the
twilight that slowly a thick fog
extended so that I couldn't see the
circle of stones as distinctly as
before ?
I saw a shape approaching from
the distance. She wore simple
clothes and at first glance I took
her for one of the inhabitants of
the villages nearby... but something
seemed to be different ...
Was it perhaps due to the fact that
she wore clothes I had never seen
here before ?
Her clothes seemed nearly to be of
a medieval style. She bore
something in a basket and slowly
approached the circle of stones.
She obviously didn't see me, but
something at her seemed strangely
familiar to me... I stood at the
border of the clearing as if I were
paralyzed and observed what
happened next...
An energy pulsated around the
circle of stones that I could nearly
sense physically . I still hadn't seen
her face, and she had also not been
able to see me. When she turned a
cold shiver crawled up my spine: It
was as if I had seen into a mirror:
it was my own face, only her body
was clothed in a gown which was
perhaps suitable for the fashion
some centuries ago here in the
area. It seemed to me as if I would
experience myself everything that
followed:
I had laid down my gifs for the
master of the forest in the centre of
the circle of stones, some fruits of
our fields. I wanted to pray for
continous fertility for our fields
and for fertility for my body... a
child was my great wish in that
life...
"It is strange," I thought with my
remaining conscience of the 20th
century, "I would have never
permitted myself this thought
today, everything else would have
been more important to me, my
work didn't leave my any free time
for that.. at least I thought so.... "
But then my thoughts blurred and I
saw the mighty king stag, which I
had seen only from the distance,
now slowly approaching the circle
of stones. It was a view I would
never forget in my life:
A power and might emerged from it
which was nearly beyond
everything I could have imagined
before. I noticed how my spine
began to prickle...
When I looked into the eyes of the
king stag it was as if I could see
into the soul of the forest or the
whole country: the green soft hills,
the gushing of the small waterfalls,
the brooks winding through the
valleys... I noticed how I hoovered
over the landscape...there was no
king stag anymore, but somebody
from which emanated an
unspeakable tenderness and
understanding and, at the same
time, savageness and a sexual
attraction sat next to me on the
stone plate in the middle of the
forest - was it a man, was it the
spirit of this forest ? I darkly
remembered the tales about
Cerunnos, the master of the forest
who lived in the shape of a stag in
the woods. I heard him whispering
to me:
"You have made the gift of your
fruits to me, so will I give you some
of my fruits as well... I hope you
can feel the streams of energies,
the Ley Lines, in the Earth as well
as in your body, then I will bestow
upon thee a great treasure."
Tenderly he stroke my long hair
from my neck and touched with his
lips gently my neck, so that a thrill
ran through my body. Slowly his
fingertips touched my spine and I
saw and felt the cool, clear streams
of water running through the forest
and flowing into the ocean... was it
water or the energy of the Earth ?
It was as if I swam with the
dolphins, could touch their bodies,
their soft skin...
His tongue glided over my
shoulder, his lips touched my neck,
hot waves like a flood of lava
pulsated through my body...
My body was like the earth through
which all energies flooded, I could
sense every leaf, every drop of
water on me, every animal which
fought for its survival or which
searched for a mate in the heat of
the day or the cool twilight...
He tenderly blew his breath over
the wet track which his tongue had
left on my body, I could feel the
wind breathing over the forest, I
was like the wind and I was united
with the birds which were borne by
the wind, I could feel how he or the
birds caressed me with their
feathers...
An electric prickling energy
flooded throughout my body...
spinning stars, pulsating energy in
the air before a thunderstorm...
whirls of energy in the Earth at the
roots of all life, of the cereals... I
felt how the Ley Lines laid freely
on the Earth, how the energy could
stream through them and how they
were bundled in the magical point
here directly in my body.
Suddenly I was dazzled by the
sun... was it day again ? I couldn't
see his face, it seemed to me as if
gorgeous antlers of a stag were
flashing through the sunlight...
The days and months in this other
time passed by... I saw how my
body became fuller, how my belly
vaulted under my plain gown while
I executed the works on the
fields...
... I felt the labouring pain and,
again, I was dazzled by the sun... a
small stag rushing through the
thicket...
... but no... the moon was round
and full at the sky, the first stars
had appeared. I blinked my eyes
and looked bewildered around me.
Did I fell asleep here on the stone
plate in the circle of stones ?
Nobody was here, nothing, except
for myself... Amazed I touched my
body, my belly. A power not known
before emanated from it, the point
directly under my navel pulsated of
energy and, for the first time, I
really was aware of it and listened
to its secrets. I hadn't noticed that I
had left my shoes at the stone
circle, also my fur coat was still
there. I went back barefoot
through the forest.. I saw in the
distance a king stag and a small
stag dancing in the moonlight over
the meadow...
The chemical plant was never built
at this place... even if this would
only be a dream...
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