Despite having seen many pictures of it and having read so many things about it, I had forgotten that it was here in England until Jim mentioned he wanted to see it. It would have been an awful shame to have not seen it being so close. So I am grateful to Jim for getting me out there. I think the lack of evidence surrounding Stonehenge is what draws so much attention to it. It really leaves you free to imagine whatever you want.
It was strange to see it in person. No doubt the images and writings I have experienced swelled my expectations. One of the most striking things was that it was just kind of there. There’s the road, there’s a farmhouse, there’s Stonehenge, there’s a field, there’s another farmhouse. It is like that. It doesn’t seem out of place. I wasn’t expecting that. I also think my experience was limited by not being allowed to walk amongst the stones. In fact, we were not allowed that close to it at all. I wonder if there was energy in amongst them. I couldn’t feel any from where I was standing. It was tad disappointing. It left me this feeling of wanting to sneak in at night and go inside the ring of stone. Even as I type this, I wish I had thought of darting across, although I am sure my wife is very happy I didn’t think of that. But despite not feeling any energy, it was still absolutely amazing. And we did get to walk on the actual henge, and for all we know, it may be the henge itself that is the most sacred part.
There are some obvious burial mounds surrounding the henge. Some are a bit of a distance away. But there were some that were quite close. We walked out to one of them. We met some grazing cattle on this little side journey. The mounds were fenced, but there was no one around to enforce the fences suggestion of no trespass. Several other tourists ran up and down the mounds. Unlike the stones, I had no desire to go on the burial mound. I am not sure what the difference was. Perhaps it is too close to my own cultural experiences of burial rituals. It just seems disrespectful. I have no problems with professional digging into them to learn about the culture. That to me does not seem disrespectful. But running up and down them, well that is another matter.
There has been lots of manipulation of the stones of Stonehenge in the name of preservation. Some have been straightened. Some have been filled with concrete. I for one believe that it should not be touched. Since we don’t know its purpose, we are more likely causing more harm than good. It occurred to me while we were there that it would be quite ironic if Stonehenge were a great hourglass structure. In this vision, I imagined that Stonehenge was built to usher in an age of peace, harmony, and spiritual prosperity. Each stone falling steers some intangible force into perfect alignment until finally with the last stone resting on the henge unlocking a new and great mystery leading humankind to an idyllic age. And we are blocking it by messing with something we don’t understand. But I am oh so melodramatic. Perhaps we should just build condos out of it instead. See.