Let the Voyage begin——

Ephemeral apparition: head of serpent/dragon lady in the wheat at Picked Hill, Woodborough near Alton Barnes, August 20th, 2012; sadly harvested within the hour,
photo, courtesy Jack Byron
What is more significant—but less broadcast—is the fact that Voyager-2 (launched August 20th, 1977) and Voyager-1, (two weeks later on September 5th, 1977)—now at 9.3 billion and 11 billion miles/18 billion kilometers respectively from the sun—are encountering their first brush with a new horizon: the ‘heliopause’~~~ entry into the intersteller void.
Since 2005 Voyager-1 has been exploring the outer layer of the bubble of charged particles which the sun blows around itself: its heliosphere, a cocoon of electromagnetism which buffers it and us, its planetary children, from the bombardment of cosmic rays from interstellar regions.

Suddenly our envoys—the Voyager twins—enter a whole new dimension: heliopause, between solar system and hyperspace
At interstellar interface, NASA expected a trio of changes:
1. strength of solar particle bubble or ‘mist’ to weaken, as the edge of the field, the heliosheath, was reached;
2. increased interaction with the interstellar field and consequent bombardment of cosmic rays;
3. polarity shift of the cosmic magnetic field in relation to the solar magnetic field.
Then last month, in one day—July 28th—as if fulfilling their dreams, data from Voyager-1′s cosmic ray instrument panel showed the level of high-energy cosmic rays originating from outside our solar system had jumped dramatically—by five percent. During the last half of that same day, the level of lower-energy particles originating from inside the solar system had correspondingly dropped—by half. NASA Astrophysicists seemed confident to announce that Voyager-1 has crossed into interstellar space.
Angels and Dragons*
Meanwhile back on Earth, despite continuing adverse weather conditions persisting since July, the croppie community in Wiltshire were holding their breath, waiting for the 2012 season ‘finale’ when, invariably in the past, August makes its last summer statement amid the ‘waves of grain’.

Stanton St Bernard (3 phases); dripping with sundog terminals, light-enhanced sacred temple towers lead to angelic orbs with a fairytale fanstasy feel
So those few rare events which survived, especially those like Stanton St.Bernard, above, which attracted successive phases, have been like manna from heaven.
*thanks to Prof. Paul de Vierville for inspiration
Earlier in 2012…

Avebury’s dramatic neolithic double-ramparts provide an arena to view the August 1st triple serpents, in a field bounded on the E by sacred Green Path/ancient Ridgeway
—Calendar system(s) of the Maya; where rendezvous with Galactic Center between winter solstice December 21st, 2012 and January 5th, 2013 marks the end of one five-thousand-year cycle and the beginning of another;

Serpents and sundogs; angels and dragons: serpentine crop circles centered on Woodborough, Picked and Milk Hills, Alton Barnes, June-August 2012
mosaic by Michael Costa
—Return of Aztec god Quetzalcoatl—Kukulkan of the Maya—heralded by complex ‘signs in the heavens’, including Venus transit, solar fireworks and striking planetary conjunctions;
—Fulfilment of Biblical prophecies, some based on even earlier Sumerian, Arab or Egyptian myth;
—Heavenly antics, comets, auroral and spectral phenomena and including star and planet alignments not seen for 26,000 years, or one backward cycle of the solar system through all twelve signs of the zodiac on the celestial ecliptic: the precession of the equinoxes.
Voyager and the Voyage

2012 Finale: Woodborough/Picked Hill August 20—earlier designs all rolled into one—feathered serpent head, starlight twinkling terminals, world faith symbols & power of coiled dragon energy dance within an orb—who could ask for more?

Among the first to arrive, and last to leave, dragon tadpoles (Woodborough, June 9th) offspring of the Woodborough Hill finale, August 20th, have survived intact until harvest this week.
So, when the apparent finale appeared Monday morning August 20th—harvested within hours by an irate farmer convinced that his field had been vandalized by board-and-string ‘hoaxers’—believers were doubly grateful for the presence-of-mind of at least two microlite/aircraft photographers who were able to capture aerial images for the croppie audience.
Picked Hill is a marvel of symbolism:
Star-dragon CCs: familiar recurring sequence, top l. June, middle July, lower August 2012; graphics ©RC

Etchilhampton July 28th, piercing the heliosheath, V-ger enters hyperspace; or the crescent/decrescent cycles of Venus and Moon? various interpretations abound

Woodborough, viewed sideways, displays the all-seeing eye, the crescent forming a glint of light within the iris
New Horizons

‘Central sun’ motif at the centerpoint of the Milk Hill design, August 5th. iPhone GPS, cellphones and compasses were reported to malfunction; superb poleshot, Stuart Dike
Miraculously, a power greater than we can imagine ordains that even after the severest of winters, our star—forever entwined in its loving embrace with our serpent/Earth mother—will see us through and the light will return.
The journey of 2012 may seem little different from, say, 2011, 2010, but we don’t all have to be empaths to figure that something fundamental has changed. It’s not just that Voyager has reached the outer edge of our system of knowledge, and the journey onward from here into the unknown is one we all now must share responsibly, no longer take for granted.
Our ancestors—from diverse cultures and traditions—all shared earth wisdom as part of understanding life’s cycles. The crop circle theme of 2012, if one single theme is identifiable, may be just that: we are passengers in a starship driving rudderless through the void; and while the engine powering our voyage towards Galactic Center at midwinter clearly adores our Mother-Serpent-Earth, it is a carefree lover, with eight other planets in tow, careening headlong towards the Dark Rift in the Milky Way, with the same abandon displayed by the Voyager interstellar probes who even now are entering their own new region of space. We, human operators of the Earth ship have a responsibility as caretakers and it is time to take care of our home. We are made up of stardust, “billion year-old carbon”, and we…
“…got to get ourselves back to the garden”
Joni Mitchell
©2012 Siderealview
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