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Bicycle touring Sardinia. We descended from Li Mura to nearby Giant's Grave. When we saw it, we realized why it was so named: its dimensions were huge! The tallest rock in a semi-circle of standing stones loomed upwards some fifteen feet. A burial chamber -- located behind an arched opening in the headstone -- was a twenty-foot-long trench where the ancients had buried bodies side by side. The hole in the bottom of the center stone was believed to be a gateway that allowed spirits to come and go between our world and theirs. I stared at the immense headstone, and wondered less about the ancient's spirit world convictions, but more about how, in 1800-1200 BC, they had managed to set the immense blocks upright. As I stood pondering, the low angle of the setting sun struck a notch in one of the lesser slabs, producing a flare that bathed the grounds in dramatic spirituality. For an instant, I gained insight into their beliefs of how the powerful forces of nature had directed their daily lives. Then, just as quickly as the sun set, the intuition was gone. |
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