Sacred Spaces

Here are some photos I took, when exploring Stone Henge and Avebury, in Wiltshire. I love the atmosphere of wandering these places. It unravels the knots of modern life and gives chase to your imagination. The play of light is one of my favourite aspects of a stone circle. The changeling weather provides a mysterious aspect. Clouds part and ribbons of light make long trails across the landscape. Shadows are thrown into sharp relief. The place draws you towards something unseen.

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dsc07953All of these places were chosen for their location, in relation to ley lines, it is believed. The long approach or sudden reveal when you reach them, builds a sense of anticipation. I love the symmetry of people walking to these places now, as people did years ago; to honour someone or something. We have imbued these places with meaning… is that why there’s a hush of peace around them?

On one occasion I visit Avebury, a thunderstorm accompanies us. The sheeting rain sends almost everyone indoors, though we embrace it. Trekking around the circle, thunder vibrating the air, we feel at ease. There’s a protective atmosphere to Avebury, its circle trickling across 2 fields; with a barrow and lane running through it. Blackened clouds belch over the horizon, sending listless winds. Thunder growls as we walk over sodden grass, careful to avoid the trees.

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All of these places fascinate me and undoubtedly influenced my writing. The ways in which people honour the landscape and something greater than themselves. I love stone circles so much, I invented a game around them. In my novel, Sky Drum, the Amm Spar are part of a larger celebration; to honour the return of the light. The whole settle runs to a nearby beach to watch as players move around a circle of stones. Horses give chase, tapping the shoulder of each player, until one is left the victor.

Even with tourists milling about and the bypass hummung with traffic behind, the peaceful still of Stone Henge draws you in. Avebury is now surrounded by a village. The stones with offerings tucked into holes, stand witness. Two trees between the Avebury stone circle, reminds me of sisters. With exposed roots riddled over the steep barrow, their branches are smothered with ribbons, knotted twine and messages. I named an art gallery in my novel after them – Clooties. Messages of gratitude, prayers, love and wishes dance in the wind as we pass beneath.

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Is the sense of place these circles possess, charged by the land or the people that have come here, over time? Perhaps both. Creatures as we are, we sense where our own species has trodden, just as instinct tells us another animal has crossed the path we’re on. Intuition is felt more keenly in these places… and imagination.

-louise

 

All photos copyright © Louise Ann Knight

4 thoughts on “Sacred Spaces”

  1. Note to self, when bimbling around Avebury don’t stand too close to the roadside hedges after a downpour. Unless you like showers courtesy of passing vehicles

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  2. The Welsh landscape is a constant source of inspiration to me. Currently I’m obsessed with clouds! The house in my new story is constantly covered in it. It becomes a character, in much the same way rain was in Ghostbird.
    I love your unadulterated photographs! xXx

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