In Somerset there is a small village, within sight of Glastonbury Tor, called North Cadbury. A steep path leads up a hillside to a field where cows graze. It is, according to many, the site of Camelot, King Arthur's domain, home to his round table.
Though there is very little visible evidence, there are signs that there was a settlement there.When I visit I can see through the veil into other realms, sense the community that once existed . It is a place I go to meditate, attuning to the part of the hilltop that would have been designated temple.
In Ancient times places of worship were constructed on various power points, forming a grid around the country, and around the planet. When the Christian Church came to our shores it built its churches on existing sites, obliterating the evidence of its fore-runners and tapping into the energy grid of ley lines.
Glastonbury Tor, for example, is an extremely powerful point, with a Christian ruin stuck on top. According to many, Joseph of Aramathea buried the Chalice cup at the foot of the Tor, whence flows the spring of Holy Water that has never run dry, even in times of drought.
Guinevere and Arthur ruled their kingdom in such a way as to designate every one an equal voice, with the round table that echoes so closely the sacred circles of other cultures that lived in harmony with nature, and with the feminine. The former religion was more connected to The Goddess, to the Divinity of the Feminine, in a way that respected the need for both. When I visit these places, my connection is to the land, to nature, for it is by connecting with this that I feel closest to creation and to god who is, to me, without gender.
I, nor anyone I know, can offer tangible proof that Cadbury is Camelot, but it is a beautiful and peaceful place. If you are sensitive to the subtle energies of places, it is magical and, if not, there is a fantastic view from the top.