Dolmens in Pontevedra (Galicia): meditation experiences, messages and ancestral connection
- durgaloto
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In September 2025, I decided to explore the dolmens of Galicia from a conscious perspective, not just a historical one. Although I grew up surrounded by Celtic culture—hill forts, mountains, and ancient ruins—I had never visited them with the attention and openness I brought this time.
What I found was much more than stone: it was memory, energy, and very clear messages.
Candeán Dolmen (A Casa dos Mouros): liberation of souls
My first stop was the Dolmen of Candeán, also known as A Casa dos Mouros.
I fell asleep as soon as I entered.
When I woke up, the experience was immediate and very vivid: I felt more than ten souls being released through me, ascending toward the light. I perceived them as light, yellow, rising as if my body were a channel, a sprinkler of energy upwards.
The feeling was one of relief, as if they had been waiting for that moment for a long time.
Monte Vixiador Necropolis – A Madroa: history and energy
That same day I continued on to the Monte Vixiador – A Madroa area, home to one of the largest concentrations of burial mounds in the region, with more than 80 structures dating from between the 5th and 3rd centuries BC.
There, each dolmen had a distinct characteristic.
Costra Freiría I: channeled message and energy limits
At Costra Freiría I, sitting in the sun, I received a very clear message about my channel and my limits. I'm sharing it exactly as it was perceived:
“It's not for competing,
it's not for comparing yourself,
it's not for analyzing myself,
it's not for shirking responsibility.”
“It is for LEARNING
if you want to improve yourself, without looking at me,
it's not me, it's my message
small minds, listen and see
or if you're in the first stage (energy of competition, comparison, analysis) you'd better leave.”
The energy was intense, direct, unfiltered.
More than a thought, it felt like an energetic megaphone, a clear transmission to the entire environment. There was no need to explain or share it: the message had already been sent.
I left there with a very clear sense of boundaries:
what is my path
what isn't
and who it's for
The image that came to me was that of a butterfly simply flitting from flower to flower, with no intention of leading… but being followed nonetheless by smaller butterflies visiting the same flowers.
Mámoa do Rei (Redondela): peace, reverence and clarity
Then I continued on to the Monte Penide area in Redondela, to the Mámoa do Rei.
There, the feeling was completely different: absolute peace, clarity, and reverence.
There was no conflict or intensity, only a firm, steady presence, like someone who knows exactly who they are and where they are.
Petroglyphs and cultural memory: a reflection
On another visit to the area, I explored the nearby petroglyphs, where many of the inscriptions visible today are crosses added later.
This led me to reflect on how different cultures, throughout history, have attempted to reinterpret or transform former sacred spaces, sometimes disconnecting people from their direct connection to the spiritual.
The dolmens: stories, souls and encounters
In front of the Mámoa do Rei are several smaller structures. It was there that the experience became more narrative, almost as if each place held a specific story.
The woman and her four children
In the first burial mound, I perceived a woman buried with her four children, two under each arm.
The cause: an infectious disease that could spread. Her burial there was an act of sacrifice for the good of the rest.
She shared a name with me: Rosalinda. But she also made me understand that this wasn't her real name, but rather an adaptation to our current language.
I felt that the original language was different, older, difficult to grasp with the rational mind.
For a time, her presence stayed with me.
The knight
Next to his dolmen is another one belonging to a gentleman who is very happy there, or so he told me. I then followed the one next to it, without much interaction.
The reunion
In another nearby dolmen was the children's father, next to the one belonging to the knight, which stands between the two structures.
The feeling was profoundly moving: upon reuniting, they were both filled with immense happiness. She was more joyful; he, more touched by grief, having endured their separation in life.
After that reunion, I no longer felt they needed my attention, and Rosalinda stayed there with him, all of them together again.
The Sage of the Stars
In another structure, I perceived an elderly, wise man, intently observing the sky.
His life had been intertwined with the stars, and that's why he occupied that space. The image was clear: seated, serious, gazing at the heavens.
There wasn't much interaction with me, but his presence was very distinct.
Returning to the Mámoa do Rei: the closing
Before leaving, I returned to the King's dolmen (mámoa is dolmen in Galician language).
There, the energy almost automatically invited reverence. As if many people before had initiated that gesture, leaving their mark on the place.
The message was brief, personal, as is often the case at that spot: direct, without embellishment.
Meditating in dolmens: connecting with ancestral memory
These experiences confirmed something important for me: dolmens are not just archaeological structures.
They are:
spaces of memory
points of energetic connection
places where meditation is amplified
Each one has a distinct quality, and the experience depends as much on the place, the person who was there, as well as the inner state in which one arrives.
Keywords
Galician dolmens · Meditation at dolmens · Ancestral energy in Galicia · Monte Vixiador necropolis · Mámoa do Rei Redondela · Spiritual experiences in Galicia · Connection with ancestors · Energy sites in Spain




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