of iron skies, of singing winds, skeleton of stones and a fire in my heart.
October 21, 2007
romeo återvänder ensam.
as we were driving on the road, the sky suddenly turned unexplainable, it looked like it was starting to rain, but i know it isnt. dark clouds loomed the sky and it's cold, really cold.
mikael and me continued driving to the east towards the small town called kåseberga, we just passed ystad and now were slowly driving in the uplands. the sea is not to see anymore, but lots of sea gulls flying around.
as we arrived in the small town of kåseberga at about 2 pm, i was like a child about to open up his christmas gift, i couldnt contain my excitement anymore.
mikael parked the car, and just outside the parking lot was a big information about ale stenar (stones of ale). he explained it to me before the story of the stones, since he studied history - that there are many debates about it, scholars claimed that it was a graveyard of the king ale, but another man contradicted this theory mr. bob lind. that viking burial grounds are made of mounds like the viking ruin in jelling in denmark and that this stone monument is a big astrological calendar. see works and theories of mr. bob lind for more informations about the stones: ale stenar
since i can read and understand little swedish (german language cousin), i tried reading the informations, but i gave up because i cant think with the chill but mikael patiently and warmingly explained that these stones are used to tell time between summer and winter solstice.
that the vikings use this to know the time to plant and harvest crops, then leave the land because deep winter is coming and the sea freezes. then the time for them to roam other lands, sail away, conquer, then go back again when the time comes.
as me and mikael walked, well, he walks faster than me because he has big strides for a tall person, i was left behind, but i dont mind because i was admiring the scenery within. suprisingly, for a famous landmark such as ale stenar, there were ALMOST NO TOURISTS around. well a couple of tour vans and that was it but the people were already returning. we walked through the small village of kåseberga, a small and quiet village, it was amazing because instead of asphalt or concrete on the streets, tit was covered with grainy sands almost like pebble path.
a small forest with a narrow brook, then amazingly the sun shone beneath the clouds and specks of blue are to be seen within the wild and unpredictable clouds.
i wasnt tired or sleepy anymore, i was awaken, by the magic of the moment, it doenst take a majestic situation to impress me or bring me this feeling, it just that this was i wanted to see since i decided to come to scandinavia and finally i am here, its a small fulfillment.
it was a beautiful walk to ale stenar, sandy path with bushes of gold reflect the hiding sun in the clouds, ravens squawking, soft grass, cows resting or eating, the listless baltic sea in the distant, flocks of seagulls flew over the horizon, and the silhoutte of ale stenar comes close from afar.
at the top of the cliff was very very cold and windy, i thanked that i had my gloves so i can take pics wihtout my hand shivering and withstood the cold and wind for a time. the climate in the coasts are very fast changing, and the sun, giving all the light it could muster against the stubborn clouds in the sky.
mikael was already there, examining the area, he was here when he was a child and it's been a long time since he visited ale stenar. i was following a woman with about 5 big dogs held in her one hand and behind me was no one in sight. as i looked back, it was, dont call me corny, but it was a field of gold.
ale stenar was built directly in the cliffs, where you can see the horizon, when i stood in middle, i felt the connection of all the elements inside me - wind, fire, earth, water and man. i had never felt this way before i stand in an ancient ruin, the parthenon, the temple of hephaistos, the temple of zeus, forget it, the only close feeling i had was, when i was in the temple of poseidon - but the touristy atmosphere ruins the pondering thoughts.
down in the cliffs, i could see the small harbor of kåseberga, the sea pounding its waves on the rocks and the pier, there were few people, and i wondered how could they survive the deep and harsh winter if it came to this land?
after an hour, i saw mikael shivering, but he was too shy to approach me and say it's time to go, so i was the first one to ask him, and he said ok. he was such a nice host to me and i really appreciated what he had done - everything for me.
as the sun slowly sets, giving the sky an unnatural shade of blue, i felt so peaceful inside, i did not came here as a tourist to take pics and go away, but as a visitor taking part in an ancient ritual in the history, of iron skies, of singing winds, skeleton of stones and a fire in my heart.
an icy wind over the water that carries an echo from the dead world.
i was here.
mikael and me continued driving to the east towards the small town called kåseberga, we just passed ystad and now were slowly driving in the uplands. the sea is not to see anymore, but lots of sea gulls flying around.
as we arrived in the small town of kåseberga at about 2 pm, i was like a child about to open up his christmas gift, i couldnt contain my excitement anymore.
the mother stone, if the sun reflects here its the start of the summer solstice.
since i can read and understand little swedish (german language cousin), i tried reading the informations, but i gave up because i cant think with the chill but mikael patiently and warmingly explained that these stones are used to tell time between summer and winter solstice.
stand on the single print of time.
as me and mikael walked, well, he walks faster than me because he has big strides for a tall person, i was left behind, but i dont mind because i was admiring the scenery within. suprisingly, for a famous landmark such as ale stenar, there were ALMOST NO TOURISTS around. well a couple of tour vans and that was it but the people were already returning. we walked through the small village of kåseberga, a small and quiet village, it was amazing because instead of asphalt or concrete on the streets, tit was covered with grainy sands almost like pebble path.
the sky isn't always blue.
i wasnt tired or sleepy anymore, i was awaken, by the magic of the moment, it doenst take a majestic situation to impress me or bring me this feeling, it just that this was i wanted to see since i decided to come to scandinavia and finally i am here, its a small fulfillment.
it was a beautiful walk to ale stenar, sandy path with bushes of gold reflect the hiding sun in the clouds, ravens squawking, soft grass, cows resting or eating, the listless baltic sea in the distant, flocks of seagulls flew over the horizon, and the silhoutte of ale stenar comes close from afar.
ale stenar, the sundial of the vikings.
at the top of the cliff was very very cold and windy, i thanked that i had my gloves so i can take pics wihtout my hand shivering and withstood the cold and wind for a time. the climate in the coasts are very fast changing, and the sun, giving all the light it could muster against the stubborn clouds in the sky.
mikael was already there, examining the area, he was here when he was a child and it's been a long time since he visited ale stenar. i was following a woman with about 5 big dogs held in her one hand and behind me was no one in sight. as i looked back, it was, dont call me corny, but it was a field of gold.
ale stenar was built directly in the cliffs, where you can see the horizon, when i stood in middle, i felt the connection of all the elements inside me - wind, fire, earth, water and man. i had never felt this way before i stand in an ancient ruin, the parthenon, the temple of hephaistos, the temple of zeus, forget it, the only close feeling i had was, when i was in the temple of poseidon - but the touristy atmosphere ruins the pondering thoughts.
alone above the raging sea.
down in the cliffs, i could see the small harbor of kåseberga, the sea pounding its waves on the rocks and the pier, there were few people, and i wondered how could they survive the deep and harsh winter if it came to this land?
after an hour, i saw mikael shivering, but he was too shy to approach me and say it's time to go, so i was the first one to ask him, and he said ok. he was such a nice host to me and i really appreciated what he had done - everything for me.
as the sun slowly sets, giving the sky an unnatural shade of blue, i felt so peaceful inside, i did not came here as a tourist to take pics and go away, but as a visitor taking part in an ancient ritual in the history, of iron skies, of singing winds, skeleton of stones and a fire in my heart.
an icy wind over the water that carries an echo from the dead world.
i was here.
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romeo återvänder ensam.
the mother stone, if the sun ref…
stand on the single print of time.
the sky isn't always blue.
ale stenar, the sundial of the v…
alone above the raging sea.
ok, this way to ale stenar! hahaha
the small town of kåseberga.
the houses in the small town of …
i dont know which flower this is.
the sandy path leading to ale st…
mikael walking through the path.
path that leads to the town.
fields of gold.
a lonely tree.
the walk to ale stenar.
this is a cliff.
ale stenar in the distant.
of iron skies, of singing winds,…
mikael walking through the stones.
funny how my feet and dreams nev…
ale stenar.
up close.
ale stenar in fading light.
he moved like the sunset.
the edge of the mother stone.
there is fiction in the space be…
just like heaven.
du bist zu weit wie der wind.
the cliffs of kåseberga.
going back to the car.
ale stenar: the sundial of the vikings
there were alot of debates about these strange stones lying in the cliffs above the small town of kåseberga, in the south of sweden, the region called skåne län.
scholars believe that it was the grave of the king ale, but an astronomer by the name of mr. bob lind argued that it was not, because viking burial grounds are made of mound like the viking ruins in jelling, denmark and these stones is a special measuring device, to know the sun's movement in the heavens. after battling through many years and labeled as a pseudo-scientist, his theory won.
i copied some texts from mr. bob lind:
On the schematic outline of Ales stenar solar calendar we can follow the sun´s most important rises and sets by the Ales stenar calendar´s horizon, over and on the calendar´s 32 marked sunrocks, which correspond to a dualistic day- and seasonbound opposing relationships. The differences between the opposing sunrock´s calendartime are always 6 months and 12 (day)hours. One has divided the solar year into 12 solar months with 30 days in everyh fourth year in the month on the sungod.
In that way Ales stenar solar year calendar corresponds to the calendar with which the old Egyptians calculated their time 4000-5000 years ago, but contrary to this the Ale with its firmly founded sunrocks was completely sunbound. The ancient Zodiac´s star constellations also correspond to the Ales stenar calendar. The turn of the monts are completely identical to the monthly times for the sun´s seeming entrance into the different star constellations during a solar year.
In these star constellations (the Zodiac), the leading gods of the Babylonian starwatcherswere belived to have their dwellings, and these beliefs were probably also shared by the people in Scandianvia. All of the nordic numbersymbolic star constellation mythology (according to the Edda poem "Grimnismal"), is also represented in the Ales stenar calendar. And furthermore: The well-known icelandic solar year calendar from the Viking Age also entirely corresponds to the Ales stenar calendar, which clearly shows that the nordic chronology has ancient traditions.
On the tallest and most important stone of the sunship the symbol of the sun has been carved. At the summer solstice, the longest day of the year, the sun sets over this stone. According to Nordic myhology the sun-god Heimdall was the guardian of time and sanctuaries (Als). Heimdall lived in the mountains in heaven, next to Bifrost, i.e. the Milky Way. The sun-god’s by-name was Hallinskide, ”the staff leaning towards the north”.
you can read more about ale stenar and mr. bob lind's explanations at www.alesstenar.com
scholars believe that it was the grave of the king ale, but an astronomer by the name of mr. bob lind argued that it was not, because viking burial grounds are made of mound like the viking ruins in jelling, denmark and these stones is a special measuring device, to know the sun's movement in the heavens. after battling through many years and labeled as a pseudo-scientist, his theory won.
i copied some texts from mr. bob lind:
On the schematic outline of Ales stenar solar calendar we can follow the sun´s most important rises and sets by the Ales stenar calendar´s horizon, over and on the calendar´s 32 marked sunrocks, which correspond to a dualistic day- and seasonbound opposing relationships. The differences between the opposing sunrock´s calendartime are always 6 months and 12 (day)hours. One has divided the solar year into 12 solar months with 30 days in everyh fourth year in the month on the sungod.
In that way Ales stenar solar year calendar corresponds to the calendar with which the old Egyptians calculated their time 4000-5000 years ago, but contrary to this the Ale with its firmly founded sunrocks was completely sunbound. The ancient Zodiac´s star constellations also correspond to the Ales stenar calendar. The turn of the monts are completely identical to the monthly times for the sun´s seeming entrance into the different star constellations during a solar year.
In these star constellations (the Zodiac), the leading gods of the Babylonian starwatcherswere belived to have their dwellings, and these beliefs were probably also shared by the people in Scandianvia. All of the nordic numbersymbolic star constellation mythology (according to the Edda poem "Grimnismal"), is also represented in the Ales stenar calendar. And furthermore: The well-known icelandic solar year calendar from the Viking Age also entirely corresponds to the Ales stenar calendar, which clearly shows that the nordic chronology has ancient traditions.
On the tallest and most important stone of the sunship the symbol of the sun has been carved. At the summer solstice, the longest day of the year, the sun sets over this stone. According to Nordic myhology the sun-god Heimdall was the guardian of time and sanctuaries (Als). Heimdall lived in the mountains in heaven, next to Bifrost, i.e. the Milky Way. The sun-god’s by-name was Hallinskide, ”the staff leaning towards the north”.
you can read more about ale stenar and mr. bob lind's explanations at www.alesstenar.com
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