HEAVENS ABOVE


It is a cosmic time.  Monday is the Spring Equinox and today sees the largest full moon for twenty years. That means it really is the time of The Last Werewolf.  


To mark such events I have been attending services on Sunday mornings at St Pauls.  I’ve not been able to believe in the one God for a long time but I do very much believe in the English cultural tradition. The cathedral is a very good place to experience this.  Besides, it is built on a Roman temple to Diana the hunter and before that in all probability on the site of a pre-Roman sacred site.  


Christopher Wren and Hawksmoor knew this when they conceived the epic design of the new cathedral after the great fire destroyed the old one.    A great psychic axis climbs from within the depths of the earth up through Ludgate Hill into the sky.  It is this which attracted the Romans to the place.  The pagan temple was open to the heavens – merely circling this  axis but Wren successfully capped it – creating the conditions for London’s development as a great international city.  It is the reason the building was able to survive the nazi blitz when all around it was laid waste.

I recommend a visit on Sunday – you don’t have to pay and you will hear some wonderful music.  If you do go, try opening up to the ancient forces around you.  They may have some surprising effects.

The central intersection of the nave and the wings is effectively a giant roofed Stonehenge. This became apparent to me in what I can only describe as a psychic revelation – one of a series I have experienced around the Clerkenwell environs.  There is a twin psychic pole through that other centre of English culture, Westminster abbey and, as I have noted before, a corresponding horizontal axis along the line of the subterranean river Fleet.  The Fleet forms the boundary between the city of Westminster and the city of London. These have always had different gods  – power and money respectively – and, together with the spiritual axes through the cathedrals, form the forces around which the physical and psychic city spins.  

Long may it continue to do so.