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
Amid wild celebrations last week for the Mars Curiosity-Rover project, only a small cheer went up in the world of sky-watchers, astronomers
and space-fans, to mark on August 20th the thirty-fifth anniversary of the Voyager launches
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
In contrast to the glorious summer of 2011, when crop circles
seemed blessed by farmers willing to tolerate both their impromptu
appearance and the visitors they generated, 2012 circle designs have had a hard time. Long gaps—days of rain with no crop circles—frustrated CC-watchers. The weather is not all to blame. For reasons known only to some farmers themselves, 2012 crop imprints have suffered heavy losses from immediate cutting; but because the CC fraternity—so forgiving, so believing—are backed up by such a strong and dedicated team of hang-gliding, microlite and fixed-wing pilots and photographers, not a single image has been “lost”. The designs may no longer fill a space in the fields, but their images linger in cyberspace for continued enjoyment, meditation, discussion, and analysis—of which there has been plenty.
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
For those who are only now discovering the depth of the croppie belief system, it may help to know that various pet theories perpetuate among long-term students of the phenomenon, particularly in 2012: among them that they display—
—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
—In several native American traditions, 2012 foretold as the time of ‘Return of the Ancestors’
; also interpreted as the time when the people of the Earth will see the light and return together to ‘ancestral ways’ of nurture, respect for and—in many cases—worship of sacred places;
—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?
It may be wishful thinking to see Voyager’s capsule of electromagnetic plasma in this August 20th —anniversary— crop circle, left; and there are certainly other intriguing similarities in it to explore: it has a recognizable ‘signature’—light-enhanced terminals, feathered-serpent curving orb-filled body—which over this season has made repeat appearances, like a familiar artist illustrating a beloved fairy tale, bringing together individual jigsaw pieces from his house of cards, his rainbow palette, each successive glyph a mirror or a fragment of the one before: to make one cohesive whole. At the same time the Woodborough/Picked Hill creation strikes a chord on a subliminal level, making the subconscious conscious; activating elements within us we barely understand ourselves.
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.
Encapsulated in its multi-liminal design, above, are elements suggested in the earlier motifs (players on June and July’s bucolic stage are described in my July 11th blog)
; some see this season’s multiple appearances as Earth Energy, Dragon Force
, others as the influence of the famed St Michael (ley) line, or fluctuating electromagnetic waves
, posing as pictures in already ripe barley and wheatfields.
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.
From heart chakra to crown via a silver thread to the Soul: kundalini in crop circles
Picked Hill is a marvel of symbolism:
Star-dragon CCs: familiar recurring sequence, top l. June, middle July, lower August 2012; graphics ©RC
incorporating in electromagnetic shorthand, visual reminders of half a dozen of the season’s most provocative designs, while simultaneously triggering subliminal stimulus in the human observer. It encompasses the oval (‘alien’) head of Hinton Parva, July 25th
, mirrored in both Picked Hill-1 ‘nest’ (July 9th, harvested) and Avebury’s triple serpents, August 1st, below, whose own sundog sparkles point SE, indicating the direction of the serpents’ final resting place. In addition, as the observer is led out from the central ‘brain cortex’ of the oval head, it can be visualized as the crown chakra, seen from above (implication: a higher dimensional view) which appears to connect via
a slim sparkling sliver—kundalini’s silver umbilical cord of light—to the soul;
Etchilhampton July 28th, piercing the heliosheath, V-ger enters hyperspace; or the crescent/decrescent cycles of Venus and Moon? various interpretations abound
the central crescent whose elaborate shadow featured in the Etchilhampton ornate double crescent crop circle of July 28th, below right, is like a decorative pinnacle on a sacred mosque, looking east; but the same Woodborough crown chakra, when skewed horizontally, transforms into an all-seeing eye [eye of Horus, humankind’s pineal gland, inner third eye]; and the feathered headdress associated with Kukulcan, feathered serpent Sun-god of the Maya—another allusion to the mingling of sunlight with dragon energy
in the earth; the whole formation is surrounded by the same psychedelic sparkling terminals seen in the fairytale Vimana-angel-sundog formation
of Stanton St.Bernard pictured above [phase 1 June 29th, phase 2 July 17th, phase 3 July 20th], completed exactly one month ago.
Woodborough, viewed sideways, displays the all-seeing eye, the crescent forming a glint of light within the iris
Curiously, its feathers cresting the familiar sharp-egg shape—oval—are unevenly spaced and numbered, their axis and that of the central sickle-Muslim crescent aligned a little to the east of south, which has inspired some to calculate ‘moons’ until December solstice this year. We may not all be left-hemisphere calculators with determination to master complex number systems, but spatially, there are other pointers in the formation. As apex of a triangle no more than half a mile across, its imaginary SE arm points to July 9th ‘nesting serpent’ (obliterated), while a half mile to SW, the triangle’s other arm alights on the energy serpent/tadpole babies spawned June 9th
on the other side of Picked Hill—miraculously still intact. This is where the solar-serpent love affair has come to rest. In spite of having her first nest trashed
, she chose Picked Hill to return and try again.
‘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
At a most basic level, magnetic fields are produced only by electricity; and the powerful limestone aquifer of Wiltshire
, in particular around Woodborough, Alton Barnes, Milk Hill and Avebury, invariably attracts and produces conditions conducive to the generation of that energy. So, with new eyes, we may wish to observe Earth within the context of our Universe
as electrically charged, electrically based and electrically-operated. Fluctuating solar flares and increasing sunspot activity only encourage the love affair perpetuated from the dawn of time between our star and our Earth Mother
. It needs only a tiny stretch of the imagination to feel the deep resonance between such a powerful star and its watery planet offspring. Each year as solar energy beats down (sometimes mercilessly) on the Pale Blue Dot
we call home, we revel in summer, anticipate another crop circle season, and enjoy the timeless beauty of light, on which we all depend. August is a month of bountiful plenty; of forgetfulness of what winter resurrects when our star deserts us to shine on the opposite hemisphere.
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”