More on the Albion Body.

This an excerpt from the book I was led to back in 2014 trying to find out what Albion was.
taken from:
http://blueroomconsortium.com/pdfs/Article_WalkinginAlbion_I.pdf

Walking in Albion —Chronicles of Plan-Net Geomancy Part I: Child of the Ancient Giant ©Richard Leviton 1991

 As I stood on the windswept cliffs of Tintagel in northwestern Cornwall in the middle of an English winter, Merlin said to me, "It's time to do it again, to walk in Albion. Hatch his eggs. Unbind him. Talk to him from the emerald. Celebrate his awakening on America's Independence Day." It was blowing wind and rain so hard I felt if I lost my balance on this high promontory I'd easily be blown across the sea to Wales. I was so thickly padded in wool and down that I'd have made a handsome dirigible in my windblown sea passage. So I envied Merlin. He didn't have "weather" where he was. I wished he were incarnate again so we could measure our footfalls together as we paced Tintagel headland this midday in January contemplating the future of that ancient mythic giant, Albion. Mythic? I used to think both Merlin and Albion were both old figures of Celtic myth, intriguing reliquaries of a fabulous legendary past---until I realized how integrally involved they are today in the well-being, the redemption of our host planet Gaia and all Her residents. Mythology always seems to lead us back into a forgotten initiatory domain, an experiential realm shimmering with heightened reality and expectancy. As J.R.R. Tolkien once said, ancient figures of household legend suddenly spring up from the grass as living heroes in a time of need. Take Tintagel, fabled birthplace of King Arthur, the once and future King, champion of the Knights of the Round Table, and royal sponsor of the Quest for the Holy Grail. As I penetrate deeper into the mythopoeic reality of the Celtic landscape, I realize that Arthur is much more than a charismatic king. Arthur is a cosmic energy, an ascended master from the constellation Great Bear, a perennial mentor both for human culture and Gaia---for isn't the Big Dipper often called Arthur's Wain?---and that Tintagel is the numinous point on the skin of Gaia where the Arthur light is born in each individual who wishes it. It isn't only the Celtic landscape that is mythopoeically alive. The entire global skin of Gaia scintillates with an etheric geography made of the stars and their cosmomythic portent. Some people today call Gaia's subtle spiritual anatomy the planetary grid and speak of energy lines, power centers, and sacred mountains. The world grid is like a planetary onion replete with dovetailing layers, like shells of consciousness in which great supersensible events are continually happening. In the late 1970s James Lovelock, the British atmospheric scientist, boldly formulated the Gaia Hypothesis, asserting that the planet is a single self-regulating homeostatic biological organism. The world grid hypothesis develops Lovelock's model further, bringing it into the realm of consciousness and intention.