Svraid, the maid of honor, carefully dressed herself in the early morning hours of the day, preceeding the winter solstice.
Around the stone structures of the circular dwellings in the village, surrounding what is now called the Irish Fairy Mound, or Newgrange.
The preparation for the solstice ceremony, combined with the trance ritual for entering the filigrane, but powerful world of Oenghus, the God of Love, would take place at high noon of the sun’s lowest zenith, today.
A frock of the finest linen, in brilliant white, would be the only garment she’d be wearing to the ceremony, then she was the virgin representative of mother nature, entering the world of super-consciousness, to meet the bridegroom, the fully developed being, who was the embodiement of the sun, and the powers beyond it…
She peeked out of the dwelling’s opening, to make sure the coast was clear…
And made a dash across the center path of the village, so as not to be seen…
A small hill, a stream, then the ascent up the second hill, to a gigantic, low and flat structure, a brilliant, rounded white wall loomed up before her.
She approached a dark, square opening, and tiptoed inside.
Her racing heart began to calm itself.
She needed the practice.
And the preparation, all alone, unsupported. An act between a human woman and a multidimensional God.
An act of fusion of the spirit, and a melting together with the heart and soul of creation itself.
Svraid made her way through the passageway, deeper into the darkness.
Her inward focus enabled instincts to take control of her body, making her steps secure and directed.
As the darkness seemed to widen, she felt her way into its midst carefully and sat down on a stone floor that was strangely warm, being that there was no physical sense of heat in the dark space.
The silence was deep and void.
Svraid knew that she had to relax into it, beyond the point of isolation, beyond the sudden coldness she felt in her arms and legs.
She felt as though she were falling, but sideways, like through a rushing wind.
An almost imperceptible tone, like that of a large iron bell being brushed gently…
And a shadowed, dark, wine-red glimmer, if you focussed on it, it would disappear…
And a thinned-out warmth after all, so fragile, if she moved, it would be gone.
Out of her concentrated middle, she began to un-focus. Her perceptive emotional field began to fill out the four-leaf clover form of the large space around her. She could feel the room’s walls as if they were her own skin.
And the pulse of her heart filled out the whole space, a rhythmic expansion and contraction…
She felt suddenly centered again, although so vastly widened – a lattice of crossed lines seemed to flow through her, marking her existence in time…
The pulse grew stronger, and slower. She felt drawn by an ancient harmony of pulse, so very slow, as though it were coming from the masses of rock substance around her.
Suddenly, she WAS that massive measure of rock around her. She could smell the soil above it, feel the pressing motion of tree roots, the thin, seeking fingers of plant and grass roots, making their way through their organic womb –
A soft tremble could now be felt, joining with the pulsation.
A tentative start, building up, towards a crescendo. A monument in motion, reaching towards joy.
Some power outside the structure was causing this. A fullness of openness, deep peace and the light, electric fingers of an ethereal ecstasy. The swiftness of this lightening power was so far-reaching that it seemed to blend completely with the slowness of Earth’s pulse.
Svraid recognized, deeply within herself, the power of the sun.
Its high-frequency rays, before the first rays of visible light, more than an hour before sunrise…the only arrows of light, invisible light, that were actually able to penetrate the earth, causing a powerful explosion of life from the inside, but dilated in time, because these rays are much faster than the speed of light…..
The TRUE source of life, as Svraid knew…the spirit that penetrates all of Earth’s matter, long before the actual sunrise on Winter Solstice Day.
The energy essence that the female adept of this Neolithic culture was required to seek and to absorb, at one with the earth’s absorption of it…
When the actual sunrise came, with the slower, visible light, it only witnessed and materialized a contact that had already been made.
And when that same Sun’s rays sought their way into the brilliant green mound with the sparkling white border to illuminate the clover of nature’s four focal winds, it fulfilled the performance of an act, which had already been prepared and created before the dawn of the preceeding day…
This great monument of megalithic culture is dated at approximately 3200 BC, and is actually an earth mound with architectural features, combining building prowess with natural topographic integration.
The shape of the mound resembles a human kidney. Its size is about one acre in square area. 97 kerbstones are arranged around it, many of which contain megalithic art carvings. There is a passage leading inwards, towards the very center of the structure, where a cruciform chamber can be found. A corbelled roof covers this space. The approach passage measures a length of 19 metres.
Newgrange doesn’t need to reveal itself long to a visitor, before the usual question arises: How was it built, how long did that take, and how large would the required work team have needed to be?
According to present knowledge, even with today’s technical capabilities, it would have taken a contingent of 300 men a minimum of 20 years to build it!
THE YEARLY MIRACLE OF LIGHT
When the sun arises at the winter solstice, the most predominantly awesome effect this site is known for, happens…
A thick shaft of the sun’s light makes its way through the rectangular roof entrance, just above the larger entryway, lighting up the entire passageway, and illuminates the chamber at the center. This incredible display of brightness lasts 17 minutes at dawn of this day. Several mornings before and after as well!
THE MOUNDS OF THE SIDHE
…or, Fairy Mounds, is what such megalithic earth hills are called in Irish mythology. And who was the chief dweller of this great home of multidimensional beings? None other than the God of Love, Oenghus!
The true facade of Newgrange was one of brilliant white quartz stone, and it has been restored that way, luckily this mineral substance is prevalent in the area…
UNESCO officially classified Newgrange as a World Heritage Site. An estimated 200 000 people visit Newgrange every year, although the exact number is not referenced here.
The Passage Tomb, as the chamber in the center is called, cannot be accessed individually. A guided tour can be joined however, starting at Brue na Boinne Visitor Centre in the vicinity of Donore Village in the County of Meath.
MYSTERIES INSIDE THE CHAMBER
The most predominant symbol of the megalithic culture of Ireland is the triple spiral. Although it has been credited to the Celts, it was carved in stone structures of the site a minimum of 2500 years before the first Celt set foot upon Ireland!
The image of the triple spiral on the entrance stone is more than three times larger than its fellow carvings in the chamber itself…
The entire proximity of the site includes more than one chamber tomb, however, many standing stones, enclosures and henges.
This site is known to have existed before the Egyptian Pyramids were built!
Some even date it as early as 3500 BC…
ANCIENT ASTRONOMY EXPERTS
Without an intricate knowledge of astronomy, science and some form of technology, the building out of Newgrange would be unimaginable.
Its alignment to star constellations and other sites in the world exclude the possibility that it was erected simply for its own accord. But the most compelling evidence of this exists in the “Passage Grave”, described above…
Newgrange, like so many ancient sites, has weathered over the centuries.
The first person in modern history to discover it was the landowner Charles Campbell, in the late 1600’s, as he was having a heap of stones removed from his property…..
Oxford University’s Edward Lhuyd made accurate notes and drawings of the site for the first time in 1699.
The diameter of the mound is approximately 80 metres, the surrounding cairn covers an area of about one half hectare. Its approximate weight is 200 000 tons.
Stones, rolled by water, from the banks of the Boyne River make up the retaining wall. The round granite pieces appear to be from the Carlingford and the Mourne areas.
Quartz veins running through the County of Wicklow supplied much of that shining, white material surface as well.
There is no known sacred site on the planet that shares the unique flat, rounded build of this mound, and its mysteries can only ever be entirely preserved in the realm of legend and dreams…..
Approximately in the year 1120 AD, a student in a temple dedicated to Sri Vishnu, was poring over his small stone tablets, holy relics entrusted to him for use in his studies, and his mind started to wander…
Vra Vishnuloka,the temple city of the God he worshipped, had been experiencing a new stability for the past couple of years, since King Suryavarman II had come to power.
It was a time of warrior kings, and victorious annexations of land and building materials were considered favors, bestowed upon the king by Vishnu himself…
The slender, dark-skinned adept was daydreaming, contemplating the multiple powers of the One he worshipped, the Hero of the Temple…
He saw himself in a vast army of men, divided into small groups, practicing to attain the human equivalent of the body and mind powers of Vishnu.
In his dream, on a raised platform in the western part of the training field, stood his idol, his hero, a luminescent figure with skin the color of dark blue rainclouds…
He was moving his arms so fast that they seemed like a blur, with four distinct limbs moving in different directions, independantly of each other…
In each of his hands, at different times, shimmers of light would glance off objects he was holding, spinning around…
A lotus flower briefly became visible, accompanied by a sweet-savory smell of freshness and spring. Shortly thereafter, a long mace of gold was stretched out in front of him, while he calmly raised one of his other hands, holding an oversized conch shell.
An incredible cacaphony of sound began to emerge, the echo of it thrown back by the valley’s bordering mountains. At once, deep and sonorous, interlaced with fine, silvery tones so pure, that the mind was raised to a new level of alertness…
Suddenly, there was a silence…
In it, the sound of approaching hooves could be heard, suddenly coming to a stop, some distance away…
The unmistakable sound of steel slithering across steel…
The eyes of the figure on the platform snapped around and focussed, causing everyone to turn in alarm, and stare into the distant bare hills, where trouble was brewing.
A sharp yell from afar was all the warning Vishnu had. The speer projectile was already feathering into the training area, accompanied by the echoes of barbarous roars.
The young novice didn’t see it till it was happening in the airspace slightly before and above him, a heavy swirling object of pure gold, slicing into metal in the midst of lightening bursts, disintegrating it.
But the golden wheel from the slender, dark-blue hand didn’t stop there. It raced, a few yards off the field, spinning like crazy, sparkling seal of fate – straight into the unruly, threatening mass on that hill before the horizon…
There was a flash of colored light, not unlike an Aurora Borealis, pallid smoke began to build…, its cloud torn away by thunder and strong winds, only to reveal…
An empty hillside in the distance, and,
a feeling of restitution, of peaceful completion in the hearts of the training soldiers…
Atmij, the temple novice, knew that the attacking barbars were not lost.
Vishnu, in his grace, had granted them the privilege of attack as his enemies, as a witness to his power, and it was considered understood that they had been taken directly to Ghodavarna Loka, the paradise of the Highest, their earthly karma erased…
A harsh, wooden rap startled Atmij out of his daydream, and he almost dropped the precious stone tablets he should have been studying…
“Young mind leaps like a hare”, drawled the voice of the day priest, in the Khmer language. He had approached quietly and was now standing before his student.
“‘Tis thy studies that suffer”, he said in a somewhat kinder voice, it was the thing that needed to be said.
But the priest by kingly appointment, had had his own youth, his own days of dreaming about the One with the superhuman powers, his own time of wondering about the words so well preserved, which promised his followers that an atom of matter, containing his whole being, was within each and every one of them, the peoples of the earth, the animals of the forest and the sea, within each living entity of creation…
A just cause, warranting a time for a wandering heart into a visualization.
The priest knew that this experience, this realization, was at the heart of all academic religious study.
THE TEMPLE OF VISHNU TODAY
It is located in the region of Angkor, in what is now Cambodia. It lies approximately 240 km northwest of the capitol city, Phnom Penh.
In the Khmer language, “Angkor Vott” means “The City of the Temple Complex”.
The Khmer civilization of the 10th century AD was ruled by Yasovarman I, whose rule lasted 21 years.
Watering systems and reservoir lakes were built, making it possible to harvest rice several times a year.
This success of farming systems brought the Khmer kindom a vast supply of foodstuffs and made them very wealthy. A strong empire began to establish itself in Southeast Asia, the Khmer were starting to build large cities and great temple complexes.
King Suryavarman enters the scene in the year 1113. His reign lasted about 37 years, during which time he built out the might of Angkor, then called Kambuja. In many warring conquests against Cham, Dai Viet and the Mon-Kingdom of Haripunjaya, land was annexed and built upon.
Many temple restaurations and new constructs were made during this time.
Angkor Wat was one of them. It became the state temple of the king. It comprised the whole southeastern part of the former capitol, Yasodharapura, and its sole purpose was the commemoration and worship of the God Vishnu.
The city appears to be orientated in a Westerly direction, which is known to be the way to the God of the Underworld, Yama.
There is no evidence to indicate the original name of the city. Hypothesis has it that it was named after Vishnu himself, because Suryavarman was a declared follower of his, as opposed to his predecessors, who were adamant worshippers of the God Shiva.
Thus, the city became known as Vrah Vishnuloka ( the Holy Residence of Vishnu). Later, it also retained the name of its actual founder, Paramavishnuloka ( the One who has entered the Holy Realm of Vishnu), which made its name Preah Pisnulok.
After the king’s death, all work on this great site of worship ceased.
The deterioration of the empire began to take its course…
The old enemies of the Khmer became bolder, and they invaded the city in 1177. With the help of King Jayavarman VII, it was possible to drive the invaders out of the city, and the Khmer, once again, ruled.
One and a half kilometres to the north, this king established the city of Angkor Thom. In it was the main temple ( a Buddhist one), called the Bayon.
Towards the end of the thirteenth century, Jayavarman VII’s influence had made sufficient inroads to transform Angkor Wat completely into an institution of Theravada Buddhism.
This was the time where its renowned name was established.
Much of the staying power against the encroaching jungle in the following centuries was due to the masterfully constructed water systems surrounding the complex.
It was already 1586, before the first European set foot on this territory that was so unknown to the western part of the world.
Today, after its days of being a French colony, it is now controlled by Cambodia. Angkor Wat still remains a part of the more encompassing temple area Angkor, which holds true marvels of ancient architecture in this region.
THE FOUR FACES OF GOD
One of the most prevalent mysteries of ancient belief systems is the four-faced diety. The Hindu faith is no exception in this.
Vaikuntha Chaturmurti is said to posess eight arms and four faces: a lion facing towards the east, a boar to the south, his own face to the north and a demonic face staring westwards.
This is associated with the attributes of the elements: Fire, Water, Earth and Air. The deities, depicted as creators out of their emotional energy, are shown displaying their powerful, multifacetted character.
It is assumed, that the ancient peoples, by observing the forces of nature, carved their perception of their God out of stone or wood, remembering the might of thunder, a destructive, raveging fire, a swollen stream or some of the more impressive features of topography in the lands they occupied.
This reminds us of the biblical narration of Ezekiel, having seen the four faces of God: a Man, a Lion, an Ox and an Eagle.
It’s highly impressive how cultures, totally unrelated to each other, have similar inspirations about the powers of their God Being, and almost identical perceptions about the directional travel of these powers!
In ancient Athens, maybe about 2500 years ago, a teenage boy of about 12 was just stepping outdoors, into the bright morning sunshine…
Unlike his Roman counterpart, maybe a thousand years later, he wasn’t dreaming of becoming a great political orator standing on the Rostra in the open marketplace of a nation’s capitol. He wasn’t thinking of swaying a desparate, needy audience by the sheer power of his voice, by the chance drawing of two or three supporting soldiers in his direction…this wasn’t a Greek way of thinking!
No, his dreams were different… Standing before the steps of the Parthenon, the temple of his Goddess, watching over the city with her powers of intelligence and vastness of mind, setting the stage for the great, and daily events soon to take place exactly where he was standing…
Debates. They would start unnoticed, building up an intricate structure of ever-fascinating and unearthly polarizing viewpoints. The olympics of the mind, unfolding before the powerful, penetrating energy of the sun, as it crossed the sky, drawn by the invisible chariots of the Great Muse.
Men and women of learned renoun would stand and sit upon these steps, discussing…
It was a matter of pride and favor before the Gods, to reflect on the holistic picture of Creation whilst representing the most extreme and farthest-reaching viewpoints of their perception of it…
One of these striving young leaders would contemplate the moon’s journey across the sky, and the predictable response in the moisture levels of the natural foliage and materials aruond them. The other would respond with a similarly universal summary of creation, and by pointing out the moon’s destructive influence during flooding, or the unpredictable shifts of behavior people and animals would display, when its round face was luminescent and full…
There were no rules, save the unwritten ones….
Each discussion was considered to have the power of oracle, provided the holistic oneness of the Gods and their creation were laid as an opening foundation, giving the event their blessing and their power…
It was a sign of superior intelligence, when the debate could be turned, with the fullest focus on the Whole, to the specifics of a Detail or Property of the Whole, whereby both were spanned without interruption.
The topics could range from the problems of an advanced society to the lack of rain before the fall harvest…
The canvas, prepared for the painting; the creation of a Viewpoint!
A viewpoint of vast scope, in that it was directly tied to universal reality at the highest possible level of perception and consciousness, and earthly bound by its lowest level of a humanly experienced problem or subject.
The art of a mental masterpiece:
A Philosophy was born…
That young lad strolled around the Parthenon all morning…..
He just watched. And listened.
An interesting process was taking place inside him.
His mind was expanding…..
A few years later, you could find him there, expounding on his scrolls and tablets, sharing the treasure he’d been able to encompass in his formative years. He was quite the wizard at astronomy and all things pertaining to the influence of the sun and nearby planets. His work included cause and effect observations about the fields of influence of celestial bodies at a larger scale, and in time, he was able to pinpoint effects at an almost microscopic scale, without forgetting his own experiences in tegards to these!
This was before the days of dissection and dissembly, an artificial way of breaking theorems down in a search for hard, doubly- and tripley proven facts, which reminds of the Alice-in -Wonderland story, where Alice dreamed of falling through a mole-hole, lined with cupboards.
These were chockfull of interesting things, untill she began to try to fix one with her eyes, to determine EXACTLY what was in it. She saw an empty space, all the surrounding ones were still chock-full!
Sounds like empty fantasy?
What about that which quantum physics has shown us about the way we post-Roman citizens fixate the world?
The particle is broken down, and broken down again, revealing an ever-increasing matter percentage of…..
Has the Greek way of thinking something to offer us in this dilemma?
Philosophy. The Greek lad’s father had already taught him this;
This was the medal of honor which the dwellers on the Olymp bestowed upon their mortal counterparts, once in a while…
ATHENA, GODDESS AT THE PARTHENON
Worshipped in this temple, she was the Goddess of Wisdom, Strategy and Contention.
It can be seen how the ancient Greek culture was characterized by the appreciation of the world’s polarities, contrary discourse, debate and the sharpening of the mind through practiced statement and opposition, with a searching spirit always seeking to appreciate the Big Picture, by virtue of its properties and polarity.
This way of thinking was much more than rote logic. The power of art, of craft and handiwork was interwoven with the growing theses about the miracle called life. The two sides to Athena, which made her a charismatic and brilliant being.
Phidias, the Greek sculptor, was the creator of many famous statues of this figure throughout the Acropolis.
The largest of these, Athena Promachos ( the aforegoing warrior Athena), shows her in full combat armour.
Another equally famous one, the Chryselephantine Colossal Statue of Athena Parthenos ( the virgin Athena), was also located in the Parthenon.
Again, the scope and aura of this goddess are visibly comprised of two polarities, two vastly extreme opposites working together to produce this singular mystery, a godlike being in human form…
Athena is the patron Goddess of the city of Athens. She is also known as fulfilling this duty at the side of Odysseus, in the Trojan War. She helps him defend the Greek empire against the onslought of its enemies, bravely accompanying Odysseus, dangerous exploits.
She was the daughter of two famous God figures of the Olymp, Zeus and Metis.
Legend has it, that Zeus consumed the pregnant Metis ( who was expecting twins), because of a prophecy that a daughter would equal him in renown, but a son would overthrow him…
After committing this deed, he is said to hace suffered a severe headache, upon which he ordered Hephaistos, the God of Fire, to smash his head open.
As a father of the Gods, of course, he survived this attack, and out of his head was born Athena, in full combat armour. As the offspring of a head birth, she became known as the embodiment of mental prowess, wisdom and intelligence.
The legend states that her twin brother remained unborn in the body of his mother, and he did not receive a name.
Her adoptive father was the Ocean God Triton, who also had a daughter, whose name was Pallas.
The two grew up side by side.
During a speer-throwing competition, Athena accidentally killed Pallas.
In memory of her, she created the statue Palladion, and re-named herself Pallas Athena.
Like so many Greek goddesses, Athena had a short temper.
This becomes evident, as Arachne, claiming to be the better woman at the art of weaving, was changed into a spider.
Hence comes our term : “Arachnophobia”, the fear of spiders…
Athena never had a love affair, which may be the reason she was referred to as Athena Parthenos, the Virgin Goddess.
Another legend has it that the God Poseidon and Athena both wanted the position of rulership over a certain city.
So they competed: whoever presented the city the greater gift, would win.
Poseidon’s contribution was a fountain, which however, produced only salt water.
Athena presented an olive tree, which provides the value of wood and olives.
So, we know who won that competition, when we see what the Capitol of Greece is now called!
This temple of Athena was constructed more than 2500 years ago.
An open question remains to be answered: how did the ancient Greek civilization build this structure of monumental dimension and craftsmanship, without modern machines to aid them?
This building, in the course of its lengthy history, has been under gunfire, set aflame, shaken by earthquakes, its sculptures have been stolen and it’s been disfigured by grotesque forms of “renovation”…
And still remains a recognizable tribute to a timeless Goddess, amidst the wonders of the Acropolis…….
I hope you have enjoyed reading about this great cultural and religious relic of the antique, as much as I enjoyed writing about it!
About fifty kilometres away from Mexico City,stands the ancient, vast city complex called Teotihuacan.
A city designed, seemingly, to reflect the planets of the solar system, their position in the heavens and in relation to the earth…
According to Goerge Cowgill, an archaeologist at the Arizona State University, there was no larger city in the entire western part of the world before the year 1400.
The question arises, as one studies the blocks of massive stone which comprise buildings such as the Temple of the Sun, can this massive, abandoned city really be so “young”?
Excavations have so far uncovered only an estimated 5 percent of this site’s above-ground area….
At sunrise, on the winter solstice, the city is aligned precisely with Mexico’s highest mountain, Orizaba ( also known as Citlaltepetl), which has an elevation of 5700 metres. The precision of this alignment is astounding, in that a point of observation for the sunrise, on a ridge that stands in the way, would have to be necessary!
ROOMS THAT WERE DESIGNED TO SUPPORT AN ELECTROSTATIC FIELD
In the electrical industry, Muscovite, a form of the mineral called Mica, is used as a principal element in capacitors.
These are ideal for high-frequency and radio wave applications. This material is highly heat-resistent, remaining stable up to a temperature of 500°C. It resists corona discharge, and is used in sectors of industry where electrical properties must be maintained at high heat levels. Sheet and ground insulation are some forms in which it may be used.
This material has excellent dielectric properties. This means it can be polarized by applying an electric field to it. However, it insulates against electrical discharge, unlike the current-flow-through properties of a conductor. The position of equilibrium in electric charges becomes slightly displaced, causing dielectric polarization. This causes the charge to be divided – positive charges pointing towards the field and the negative ones away from it. An internal field of charge results, reducing the contained field of the dielectric itself.
Dielectrical properties are sought when a material is required to store and dissipate electric and magnetic energy.
INSULATION AGAINST RADIOACTIVITY, A PART OF OUR HISTORY UNKNOWN?
Mica, by virtue of its powerful insulation properties, can guard a room against radioactivity. What is it doing, in tons of insulating sheeting, in rooms of structures like those in Teotihuacan, which have been standing, perhaps, for thousands of years?
OVER 150,000 INHABITANTS AT THE PEAK OF ITS EXISTENCE
Teotihuacan has a remarkably modern design and layout. Its “Main Street”, the Street of the Dead, runs through the middle for miles, between some of the biggest structures ever built in the New World, if indeed they are so new!
Archaeologists have found that in order to build such a vast site, the builders needed extremely high-level knowledge of mathematics, architecture and astronomy.
LOOKS LIKE AN ELECTRICAL CIRCUIT BOARD…
Compare, if you will, the picture of a circuit “motherboard”, used as a base for all functions of an electronic device, with the layout structure of Teotihuacan! Keeping in mind, that insulation materials are used extensively on these boards, and switches, relays, condensers and other functional buildup structures are mounted on it, and electricity is relayed, condensed, processed, changed and made useful for such complex apparati as computers, fax machines, media devices, mechanical steerage systems and the like…
Using insulating materials very similar to muskovite!
A time to wonder, a place to imagine and speculate….
Tons and tons of massive stone…
And it’s a well-documented fact that the intricate molecular structure of porous rock can store electrons…
What gigantic electrical energy was stored and used here, and to what purpose? One question leads to another…the movement of celestial bodies in our whole universe, and their interconnected motion. Moons rotating around planets. Planets rotating around suns. Solar systems circling a central star like Sirius… And complex star systems being turned by the central forces of the galaxy.
And who knows under which system the galaxies themselves are rotating around a further central point!
All of these powerful electromagnetic fields appear to be connected.
Did our ancestors know of a way to focus and tap into this vast storehouse of energy? Were they able to focus the electrical and magnetic properties of this energy through the use of insulated spacial geometries?
How did they activate this flow, and at what frequencies were they able to tap into it? Which forms and materials would such “receivers” have consisted of?
Questions on top of questions….
In one form or another, all building structures of Teotihuacan are aligned with particular focal points of planet Earth’s own stored energy, be it a mountain, or another sacred site as far away as the pyramids of Gizeh in Egypt.
And with other sites in Meso- and South America like Yucatan, Chichen Itza, Machu Piccu, to name just a few…
THE PLACE WHERE GODS WERE CREATED
This is what the word “Teotihuacan” translates to.
History records it as having been built between the first and seventh century AD.
The largest of its structures is:
THE TEMPLE OF QUETZALCOATL
What is known about this godlike figure?
The name “Quetzalcoatl” means “shimmering tail-feathered serpent”.
The depiction of this god is that of a rattlesnake, which body is covered with the feathers of the sacred “Quetzal” bird, and can be found in the olmeken city La Venta.
In Teotihuacan, a temple pyramid covered with reliefs of this figure, was named after him.
In the eyes of the Aztecs, Quetzalcoatl was seen as a bearded light-skinned man, probably this was derived from the toltecan king Ce Acatl, who received the name of the god as chief priest of this god. In many Aztecan codices, he is depicted as an abstract human form, wearing a star-shaped breastplate, symbolizing the “ever changing star”, the planet Venus…
The Toltecs regarded him as the God of the Wind, the Heavens, the Earth and as the Creator.
He also represented the ocean, and its vastness. He was worshipped and celebrated as the God of Nature in Teotihuacan, and he is seen as the Emperor of the Second Era of Mankind.
THE TEMPLE OF THE MOON
In the western section of the city, the third-largest building has its location.
The Temple of the Moon.
In the Nahuatl language it is called Tenan, the Mother Stone.
Its construction is dated prior to that of the Temple of the Sun.
At the bottom of this pyramid was an altar platform, where ceremonies in honor of the Great Goddess of Teotihuacan were performed.
She is regarded as the Goddess of Water and Earth, and thus, also of Fertility.
And all of Crestion, as its Mother.
Opposite this platform, the Plaza of the Moon is situated. In its centre is an altar, and a structure comprised of four divisions of rectangular shape and diagonal placement. This adds up to the form that is now called “the Cross of Teotihuacan”.
The Pyramid of the Moon is also the place at which the “Main Street” of Teotihuacan, the Avenue of the Dead, begins…..
There is much more to be said about this great Sacred Site and its other buildings such as the Temple of the Sun and the temples, stones and landmarks representing the planets of our solar system.
This will be covered in other articles at a later date, and remain one of many ongoing projects….