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My name is Eleanor Corbie, and I am a psychic investigator. For the past five years I have made a study of every known psychic incidence that has occurred at a very singular site located in the South East of England. Whether it was a breath of cold air, the whispering of someone's name, or a full figure apparition, I have tried to get behind the emotion felt by those who have experienced these incidents, and instead look at the psychic causes. In doing so I have reached some startling conclusions as well as confirming long held beliefs on the part of myself and others who work in the field.
The site to which I have been drawn is that of Dover Castle, and my research has led me towards some interesting discoveries. On this web site I will attempt to outline my theories, although please bear in mind that these are very basic outlines.
In order to finance my research I have arranged a series of ghost walks around the site at Dover Castle, with myself acting as leader of the party and, very occasionally, we have even been lucky enough to witness actual psychic activity while embarked upon these walks. The artwork you see to the side of this text is taken from sketches of the ghosts of Dover Castle, and are provided merely to add a little visual interest
Dover Castle is without doubt the most psychically active place I have seen. To put it more simply, Dover Castle is the most haunted place I know. It is my belief that what makes Dover Castle unique is that the apparitions, the sightings, the psychic happenings are not isolated, but linked. Controlled, even. That there is some force or body that directs their actions - for what purpose I have not discovered - yet. I have called this ‘entity’ Raven. What are ghosts? I believe that they are echoes - echoes of the past, the present, the future. They are imprints on the landscape. The landscape records emotions - extremes. It soaks up these emotions, recording the events that have happened, are happening and are yet to happen. Extremes of joy and sadness, pleasure and pain, happiness and despair. I believe that where there are rocks and high places, we see those imprints of pain and suffering. Think of most of the ghost stories that you know - lovers leaping to their deaths from towering cliffs, old churchyards, castles. In stone and on high we see sorrow. But in low places - in landscapes of water we see imprints of the opposite : joy and happiness. Most of us enjoy the seaside. We seek out lakes and rivers. We throw coins into fountains and wells, not to ward off evil but to attract good - good luck or a wish to come true.
At Dover these landscapes co exist. The sea, the cliffs, the stone of the castle,the well. The idea that the landscape acts as records for these emotions is not new - nor that certain people are players of those recordings. These people are receivers, receptors, perceptives, call them what you will, but it is clear that some people can play these recordings while others cannot. They are not necessarily psychics, there will be people visiting this web site and reading these words,who are players of these recordings, and yet who are not psychic. Some people claim that the common experiences of deja vu are examples of people playing back the recording of something that has just happened, or is going to happen, and how many people do you know who claim to occasionally feel a sense of deja vu? I say sense, because it is a sense, part of this sixth sense which offers us a glimpse of this past landscape which has been recorded. A sixth sense that I believe we all have, but rarely use. That sense that makes the hair on the back of our necks tingle when we perceive something but can’t really discern what.
It may be that with enough experience, most of us could communicate with the spirit world, for want of a better term. The idea that past, present and future can co exist at one point is not new. Eminent cosmologists like Stephen Hawking will quite happily explain, far more learnedly than I, how such a state can exist and how it may be possible within the multi verse for space and time to join, to branch, to link. Scientists study deepest space and speculate on the existence of worm holes which link parts of the multi verse and it is my belief there are places on this earth, now, where the fabric of space and time are also linked. And where the walls or barriers that separate the present from the past and the future are less opaque - thinner. At certain times certain people in certain places become aware of these past and future echoes in the present.
 
Dover Castle is one such place where the fabric of space and time is thinner. I believe it is one of several such places that exist across the world. And that these places are pulse points where the health of the planet and mankind is checked, weighed in the balance. Why Dover? Quite simply because for much of British history Dover has been the backdrop against which events which have shaped our lives as a nation has been played. Whether it was the Roman invasion, the Battle of Britain, powered flight by Bleriot, the English Civil War, The Black Death, The Viking Raids, the Miracle of Dunkirk, the joy of millions of reunions and the sorrow of so many partings in the port - where the envious eyes of Hitler,Caesar, Napoleon, have looked on these shores with conquest in their hearts. Events that have shaped the lives of countless generations have been played out within the shadow of the castle. There is not another place like this in great Britain, possibly Europe. What better place to take the pulse of the nation ? What better place to recall, measure and weigh in the balance those events and emotions for good or ill that shape us and define who we are as individuals and as a nation? At Dover , Raven is the force that takes the pulse - measures the balance and deliberates on the fate of us all. Across the world there are other sites where the equivalent of what happens here, also happens. I do not know how many, and I do not know where they are. I believe there may be as many as fifty, as few as a dozen. Why does Raven exist? I believe that at some point in the past, present or future there is, has been or will be a day of reckoning, and at that point the human race will be found wanting or fitting. I do not say that this it true - I only say this is what I believe. And what I believe is what countless generations have also believed. Consider the legend of King Arthur - the Power of the Holy Grail to restore the land. Consider also the legends concerning the Knights Templar - those Warrior Priests of the Middle Ages who were feared throughout the Crusades, and who, it is rumored, worshipped Baphomet, which also held the power to heal the land. Now consider this - Dugdales’ Monasticon, a Medieval text, places King Arthur at Dover with his wife Guinevere. And within the Keep Yard at Dover Castle we have Arthur's Hall, and Arthur's Lesser Hall, which is also known as Guinevere's Hall. Consider also that Thomas Mallory's "Morte De Arthur", another Medieval text, places King Arthur here at Dover where he fought one battle on Dover Beach and another on Barham Downs. Consider also that Dover Castle is ringed to the North, to the South, to the West by properties which once belonged to the Knights Templar at a time when Dover was not the main port of England. Remember also that this castle was built by Henry II whose Queen, Eleanor of Aquitaine, was besotted by the Arthurian romances, and lived her life and ruled her court on the principals contained therein. And finally consider that again according to Mallory, Sir Gawain, one of Arthur's Knights, was killed in battle at Dover, and that within the castle his head remains for all to see. I mentioned the worship of Baphomet by the Knights Templar earlier. What I didn’t mention was that Baphomet was a head. Nor that for many, the Knights Templar were charged with protecting the Holy Grail, with the power to heal the land, and we are starting to go around in circles here, and for some, me included, the circle's centre is Dover Castle. You may disagree with my interpretation - many do. However, if you have come this far with me, consider this one final point - I believe that the center of this power lies in the oldest part of the castle, that part that lies before the Nuclear Bunker, before the Second World War, before the Victorians, the Georgians, the Tudors, before Henry II, back to Anglo Saxon times when the original church was built and the well behind the church was dug.
Two of the three wells located at Dover Castle are encased in brick and stone and any light they may emanate is smothered - suffocated by their surroundings. The third well - the third well is a different matter altogether. It is ancient - how ancient I do not know. It was here when William the Conqueror came. It was here when St Augustine trod this way, and it radiates light. The Saxon well, steeped in mystery and legend. A small insignificant well, easily overlooked, not given a second thought. William the Conqueror knew the importance of it and marched straight here from Hastings to claim it for his own. I would love to find out what is in that well, for I believe it is possibly the key to what is happening at Dover Castle.
That well, I believe, holds the secret. It has not been explored, no one I know of has been down to the bottom of it. It seems inconceivable that it reaches over 300 feet, a distance needed if it is to reach the water table, but what is certain is that it goes straight through all of the thousand years of Roman, or Iron age history, possibly earlier, when human activity shaped this landscape. The Anglo-Saxon well is a channel that links us today with a time we can barely imagine. It links high place with low - stone with water. What I hope is, and one of the reasons I run tours, is to raise money to investigate the well. To find out what does lie within it, and to find out whether the radiance that I feel goes down into the depths of the earth. If you would like to know more about my work, about the ghost walks at Dover Castle, or would like to discuss my theories, please contact me at

 

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