Following Britain’s ‘wettest’ June, and peering out—through continuing rainclouds and drizzle—with five days to go until mid-July, St. Swithun’s Day, traditionally a day which sets the weather pattern in stone, I may be forgiven if I entice you for a moment into a little fantasy dreamed over the last month, bathed in a field of energy beneath the electromagnetic landscape of Wiltshire. I hope, at least, that its fantasy theme will enhance your day, and bring an improvement to the 2012 (rainy) season; I hope at best to add a little flavour to the amazing range of crop circle symbols—cereal waveforms as messages—which have struggled in punishing weather conditions, but appear to flourish in the Wiltshire grain basket.
This little crop circle story is brought to you by courtesy of~~~the Alien Mother.
Alien Mama makes a Nest

Mother Alien, swims up from the depths of the electromagnetic aquifer, crop circle at Milk Hill, Alton Barnes, June 25th, 2012
Her impact lasted only a few days, before an audience of stunned onlookers—admiring her sacred geometrical simplicity and sense of dimension portrayed as a 2D image in a cornfield, as viewed from above—when another image, less exquisitely formed, arrived at Boreham Wood, marginally north of the expected CC-hub, July 5th—smiling.

Triangular Flower-of-Life motif July 1st, with apices pointing N to Avebury, Kennet to E & Silbury Hill to S, shown; ©wccsg.com/APS
But in the Wiltshire heartland, it seems, the Alien Mother had surfaced and had major plans.
The Alien Mother motif, as a symbol for the energy of the Earth—but, in popular consciousness, clearly identified with the creature in an impressive Sigourney Weaver repertoire—was indeed seen as a serpent or dragon force by ancient peoples. Wessex was no exception. Peoples here were so aware of dragon energy that they erected megalithic monuments to trap it, harness it, redirect it and also worship/honour it. It was believed that the movement of the sun also affected the strength of this force, see Rollright Stones and the Dragon Project. Then for centuries, the British Isles succumbed to industrial ‘thinking’, with few believers left in this ancient energy and its power; but Science is turning matters around again, with increasing knowledge of the heliosphere, earth’s magnetosphere, dimensional physics, and the discovery of the Higgs-Boson ‘God particle’ last week. So Mother E/A chose a good time to return.
AlienMother=EarthMother:not so alien, but we humans have difficulty seeing her as ‘real’; curls up at Picked Hill, July 9th.
There is one significant crop circle message that has eluded interpretation: the triple-stage ‘astrolabe’ of Milk Hill, below, with its planetary orbits and intricate coded tail that formed over three nights during solstice week, 2009, to the astonishment of Kornkreis-followers. Another, more stilted, less flowing serpentine formation appeared, also at Milk Hill, on July 25th, 2010.
Now three years after the astrolabe, are we seeing our alien mother’s metamorphosis as a message?—a physical extension of a dimensional vibration—that we are still grasping to comprehend: emanating from the same electromagnetic subsoil and rock that produced the White Horse, and capable of manifesting specific ground forces into the human timeframe, perhaps even telling us she was gestating…
Let the story unfold…

Mother Alien emerges from the Astrolabe, which presaged her birth; Milk Hill motifs, left, Astrolabe, solstice week, June 21-29, 2009; right, emerging ‘dragon energy’ June 25, 2012 in adjacent field
A white horse in prehistoric cultures was symbolic of the power/life-force, and ancient Britons were, like their Greek, Persian and Indian counterparts, reverent of this supernatural power which was deeply manifested within the earth. It is amusing to think that our 21st Century technology is only just recognizing these powerful surges and currents.
Seeing our alien mother friend as a physical extension of a dimensional vibration we may still feel like novices, but there is a glimmer of understanding now, of the electromagnetic subterranean milieu—a network of water, rock and energy—which is capable of producing specific ground forces, resulting in designs of enormous resonance.
Is it beyond our everyday reach to believe that this force might have intelligence?

Stukeley’s 18thC engraving of Avebury’s ‘serpent’ energetic spiral: spinning out from the powerful stone circle at the centre of Wiltshire’s electromagnetic aquifer
If crop circles are made by hoaxers, then they should stop doing it, because they are breaking the law and damaging the food supply. If they are made by UFO aliens, they shouldn’t give us the dates of our trips to Mars and names of men from the Titanic era – famous, clever, but now forgotten. If some are transcendental, the power behind it should realize that our culture is now willing to accept transcendental happenings. If they are indeed transcendental, then society will have to make a big adjustment in the years ahead.
Gerald S Hawkins

She makes her nest on the same latitude as her hatchlings of June 9th: July 9th crop circle at Picked Hill, within half a mile of Woodborough CC; photo courtesy Andrew Lewis
It is no wonder the crop circle crowd are no longer clamouring for symbols. The energy is unfolding before their eyes.
A miracle happens whenever some other unseen world intersects with our own
C.S. Lewis ‘Miracles’ (1949)
When in 1969 New Age antiquarian and ‘conservative anarchist’ John Michell (1933-2009) proposed in ‘A View over Atlantis’ that sacred sites were connected by invisible lines of energy, his theories were challenged by the establishment.
“This forcefield may actually be invisible to those whose previous knowledge tells them it cannot exist”, he said famously. Now, such electromagnetic fields are measured; while plasma physics and electric Universe theory—as well as Higgs-boson—are catching up and proving him right, after all.
“I am passionate that this knowledge—of sacred gematrial and numerological relationship between man and temple—should be public, not secret, so that it may not be lost to mankind. For it is the heritage of every man and woman—their spiritual birthright.”
Israel Regardie
A devoté of occultist Regardie, Michell considered himself the (20thC) Merlin, who having lost faith in traditional belief, rediscovered it in the Earth: and through the writing of the pragmatic Watkins (Old Straight Track of ‘ley lines’ fame), Gerald Hawkins (who Decoded Stonehenge, 1965, 1973) and Alexander Thom—whose 1967 survey of British megalithic sites established the megalithic yard as a prehistoric standard of measurement. He was a firm believer in the St Michael alignment, a succession of ancient monuments which run from the tip of Cornwall to the Norfolk coast. Michell was delighted when Don Robins’ Dragon Project at Rollright confirmed that this subterranean forcefield did seem to be enhanced and revved up by the appearance of sunlight—at dawn and dusk, particularly—believing as he did that ‘invoking the Sun’ was a crucial sacred ritual performed by our Ancestors, which we have forgotten how to employ.
Hence, John Michell might say, the dreary British summer of 2012.
During the British summer soak, however, Solar proton storms have been bombarding Earth—with class M and X-flares a constant in the last ten days—playing havoc with internet connections and manmade electronic equipment; see NOAA solar & geomagnetospheric indicator, sidebar right; but it seems the electromagnetic field—particularly in Wiltshire—is thriving. The dragon lady is lying in wait, anticipating perhaps the return of the sun, to show us more miracles from her unseen and previously unimagined realm of the limestone aquifers under the sacred soil.While I merely dreamed of the Lady of the Dragon Line, her appearance so close to her babies is too cozy not to be deliberate. So I await developments—along with some of you, who I hope have enjoyed my fantasy—in anticipation that somehow the power she hides beneath her slumbering curves, may again manifest in an even-more-fantastical form this season, to show us that we humans have indeed punctured the Mother Earth’s veil, and she, friendly matriarchal presence that she is, is pleased to play the game with us, until we learn what our forebears already knew from birth: the deep connection we hold (so irresponsibily, sometimes even lightly) with our parent, the Blue Planet.
©2012 Siderealview
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