“You forgot involution,” says Wen with the sort of grin which means things are going to get worse before they get better.
“From your list of concepts which may help people fathom the shadowing.”
“Ah, so I did, but then ‘involution’ is a rather vague term.”
“What, and ‘correspondence’ isn’t?”
“Well, no, at any rate not in the context of that which shadows and that which is shadowed…”
“But you were also thinking magical correspondence weren’t you?”
“I may have been… Whereas involution, on the other hand, quite possibly needs a subject you might think?”
“Involution of structure and form.”
“And structure is?”
“Structure is stone because stones are the bones of the earth.”
“And form is?”
“Form is hills, particularly hollow hills.”
“How to make the hills hollow,” I murmur, more to myself than to anyone else, “but the stones are no longer structure when they are in the circle, they act more like form.”
“Well, they’re both, especially if after a certain period of time you then again cover them with earth to make a mound, which we know happened at a number of sites.”
“But not here.”
“Except, that the sanctuary may have once been a mound.”
“Oh yes, I can see that…”
“And mounds are always portals.”
“Why are mounds always portals?”
“Because the human belly becomes a mound in order to act as a portal for the body.”
I sit down on a stone, somewhat dazed.
In fact, I sit down on what we are now calling the ‘Throne Stone’ and immediately slide off the wet surface and land with a bump on the sodden earth.
Which is an effective enough way of being re-grounded.