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Stoney Littleton long barrow the healing energies and the unusual by Maria Wheatley
Stoney Littleton long barrow, Wellow, Somerset. A Neolithic horned long barrow dated to c3800 BC. Aligned to face the Winter Solstice sunrise this barrow is the finest in Somerset. It has several small inner chambers which reveal perfect dry stone walling as if done by expert masons today. Some of the stone work has been restored but most of it is over 5000 years old.
Going back twenty-five years or so ago, when I was a young geomancer dowser, my late father, a family friend and I visited Stoney Littleton long barrow. According to the prolific authors, Janet and Colin Bord, this long barrow was said to be home to the fairy folk.
We arrived at the long barrow in an autumnal mist adding a natural magic to the day. However, due to unstable masonry the entrance to the barrow was barred with an iron gate denying us access. Today, the barrow is fully restored and always open to the wandering spiritual pilgrim. We dowsed the barrow for healing areas, which were surveyed by the Master Dowser Guy Underwood over 60 years ago, which are marked as small spiral areas in one of his surveys. Years later, I would discover that these small spirals are often associated with the outpourings of negative ions which are beneficial to our health. We also located leys, and Earth energies and then made our way back down the hill to return to the car. Half way down the hill I realised I had left my dowsing rod near the barrow’s entrance and ascended the hill once more to retrieve it.
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I picked up the rod and felt saddened that I could not enter the barrow. Several stones required resetting making the inner chambers unstable and dangerous. I was just turning to leave when a creaking sound caught my attention. I looked towards the entrance and the iron gate was now open!
I had no hesitation; I was going in. Even today when you enter Stoney Littleton you usually take a torch. This is because you have crawl on your hands and knees along a long gallery that is 16 meters long and only 1 meter high. The crawl is worth it as three pairs of energy-filled chambers and a far chamber are waiting to greet you. It was pitch black, I crawled along this seemingly never-ending gallery, and it was musky and damp. Reaching the far chamber, I turned around to face the light and the entrance. I saw tiny sparks of dancing white light, swirling and hypnotic. I was transfixed. After a short while the small lights faded and were gone, I crawled back and rushed down the hill. I spoke of my little adventure and dad said: ‘But Maria, it was pad-locked!’ Puzzled I tried to make sense of my experience. Our family friend jokingly said, ‘Perhaps the fairies wanted to show you something!’ I think they did.