Viking, Celtic, Arthurian, South American, Ancient Greek, Sumerian, Roman – I love these legends. Because for me, the old tales are like ancient treasure maps: frayed, splotched, slightly illegible and spattered with candlewax: but bursting with adventure, secrets and magic.
They show us that whatever we’re going through – love, loss, betrayal, leaving home, our first big battle – or whatever upheavals are shaking the world – our ancestors have walked those paths before us. And they’ve left their stories behind. Not only to entertain and inform, but to offer comfort and a possible way through. The old tales say: ’We hear you. We’ve been there too.’
There are also sites on earth where the curtain between this world and the Otherworlds is thin. Ruins, ancient places of worship, deep woods, wild moorlands, chambers beneath the earth. These are places where legends rise up from the ground and ghosts walk through walls. Sometimes, such a place will share its story with me too. If you’d like to hear one, click on the Faces in the Stone.
‘When things get really dark – when stuff gets really hard – stories give us a place where we can rest. And feel held.’