Across Britain, Ireland, and the ancient landscapes of Europe, there are places where the land itself feels different—where movement slows, sound shifts, and the space around you seems to hold something older than memory. These are not myths or imagined realms, but real locations. Groves of ancient yew and oak. Circles of stone set with deliberate precision. Hills, lakes, and forgotten ritual grounds that were once central to druidic and pagan practice.Sacred Groves and Cursed Land is a grounded and deeply atmospheric exploration of these places, focusing only on real sites and the experiences tied to them. From the oak groves of Savernake Forest to the ritual landscape of Anglesey, from the yew shadows of Kingley Vale to the ancient alignments of Carnac Stones, each chapter uncovers the history, the belief, and the consistent patterns of experience that continue to surround them.This is not a book of fantasy or speculation. It is an investigation into how these landscapes were used, why they were chosen, and what remains when the rituals have long since faded. Drawing on historical accounts, archaeological context, and modern observations, it builds a picture of a world where sacred space was not built—it was recognised.For those who walk these places, something still lingers. Not always seen. Not always understood. But present, in the land itself, waiting to be noticed.

Across Britain, Ireland, and the ancient landscapes of Europe, there are places where the land itself feels different—where movement slows, sound shifts, and the space around you seems to hold something older than memory. These are not myths or imagined realms, but real locations. Groves of ancient yew and oak. Circles of stone set with deliberate precision. Hills, lakes, and forgotten ritual grounds that were once central to druidic and pagan practice.Sacred Groves and Cursed Land is a grounded and deeply atmospheric exploration of these places, focusing only on real sites and the experiences tied to them. From the oak groves of Savernake Forest to the ritual landscape of Anglesey, from the yew shadows of Kingley Vale to the ancient alignments of Carnac Stones, each chapter uncovers the history, the belief, and the consistent patterns of experience that continue to surround them.This is not a book of fantasy or speculation. It is an investigation into how these landscapes were used, why they were chosen, and what remains when the rituals have long since faded. Drawing on historical accounts, archaeological context, and modern observations, it builds a picture of a world where sacred space was not built—it was recognised.For those who walk these places, something still lingers. Not always seen. Not always understood. But present, in the land itself, waiting to be noticed.

Across Britain, Ireland, and the ancient landscapes of Europe, there are places where the land itself feels different—where movement slows, sound shifts, and the space around you seems to hold something older than memory. These are not myths or imagined realms, but real locations. Groves of ancient yew and oak. Circles of stone set with deliberate precision. Hills, lakes, and forgotten ritual grounds that were once central to druidic and pagan practice.Sacred Groves and Cursed Land is a grounded and deeply atmospheric exploration of these places, focusing only on real sites and the experiences tied to them. From the oak groves of Savernake Forest to the ritual landscape of Anglesey, from the yew shadows of Kingley Vale to the ancient alignments of Carnac Stones, each chapter uncovers the history, the belief, and the consistent patterns of experience that continue to surround them.This is not a book of fantasy or speculation. It is an investigation into how these landscapes were used, why they were chosen, and what remains when the rituals have long since faded. Drawing on historical accounts, archaeological context, and modern observations, it builds a picture of a world where sacred space was not built—it was recognised.For those who walk these places, something still lingers. Not always seen. Not always understood. But present, in the land itself, waiting to be noticed.