Read Daisy Foss’ account of the awakening of the Dragon Guardian of Avebury during the solstice celebrations
We gathered at sunset the night before. Guests had come from all over the world, and we started to meditate. We sat in a circle of six, surrounded with crystals and incense, soft music was playing. After 20 minutes the whole room was filled with this amazing light, and into the middle of the circle stepped a Dragon, followed by another one, then another, until there were six huge Dragons in the middle of our circle.
Our personal dragons
These six Dragons, all different shapes, sizes and colours, were somehow connected to each one of us in the circle, representing our countries and home lands. They encircled us and the energy exchange began from heart to heart. The dragon sounds were like a soft tone, a single note opening up to a tuneful lullaby, that grew to a crescendo, a roar, a rumble. When I looked, we were in the middle of a big auditorium with hundreds of Dragons from all over the world as high as you could see all gathering for this Conclave of Dragons, coming together like a council of peace. At the end of the exchange, there was a party atmosphere, the Dragons were celebrating! When we all came back into our bodies, we were amazed at how our meditative experiences had all been the same.
Off to Avebury
We left straight away to be at Avebury before 2am. We knew exactly where we were to go for the First Breath, the Dragons had informed us how the Dragon lies in the beautiful landscape; head is the Sanctuary, the belly is the big circle, the tail is Windmill Hill and the Dragon’s egg is Silbury hill. We headed straight for the heart. The walk to the Heart Stone was quick, a few people were already there, and tarpaulins lay on the ground. The drummers were playing on the hill, in the trees. The atmosphere was electric. As it began to get light, Paul, my husband, stood up and stepped on the tarpaulin next to ours and there was a scream as the most beautiful woman came out from underneath it. She was dressed all in black, jet black hair and long red nails and red lips, the archetypal Witch.
Representing or realms
I was dressed in white from head to toe, with diamante angel wings on my coat. There were men with horns on their heads, Elementals, Elves and Green men, Faeries, Pixies, Wizards, Wise Men and Women, Pagans and Druids with Staffs and Wands. It was an amazing sight as we joined together and stood in a line facing the direction of the Sunrise. The Head of the Druids of Avebury sent word for the drummers to cease playing. This is when the Dragon stretches itself into the cosmos, ready for that first breath.
At Sunrise, the head Druid called the “Awen”* three times and this is the moment when the Dragon of Avebury takes in the first breath through its Firery mouth, pulling “Pure Potential Energy” from the cosmos into its belly at the heart of the Stone Circle. As the Dragon breathes out the second breath, this new energy flows through its body, out of its tail, releasing into the earth at Windmill Hill. It is digested and received by the Earth, in ever quickening breaths as the Dragon continues to intake the new energy from the cosmos. It flows along the dragon lines, known as ley lines, through the micro lines, through to the divine lines and the vital web of humanity. The energies were welcomed, from all four quarters and filtered across the land. It was great fun and we felt like we had participated in something very significant: a good earth work.