Last updated 18 December 2020
Up in the mountains, surrounded by the ruins of Delphi, you immediately understand why this spot became one of the most important sanctuaries of the ancient world. The sacred nature of this space is almost tangible. Delphi truly is one of the wonders of mainland Greece.
There’s a calmness here, looking down the world, the ruins spilling over the slope of Mount Parnassos. All you see are panoramic views across a valley covered in ancient, gnarled olive groves sloping down to the Gulf of Corinth. When you’re here, it’s easy to believe you’re in the centre of the world.
And Delphi was considered the navel of the world in ancient times. Zeus had released two eagles – one flew to the east and the other to the west – and after they flew around the world, Delhi was where they met. The omphalos (navel) stone represents this and, standing on the threshold of Apollo’s temple, it also marks the place where Apollo killed the Python.
Because Delphi was, of course, the great sanctuary of Apollo. But he wasn’t always the god who ruled here, and he didn’t rule here alone. Originally, Delphi housed the prehistoric sanctuary of Gaia, the Mother Goddess. Encouraged by his mother, Leto, Apollo defeated the great python who lived in Gaia’s sanctuary, replacing chaos with order and harmony, and bringing this place under his protection.
The original name of the sanctuary was Pytho after the snake and Apollo’s great priestess, the Pythia, took the name too. She offered prophecy and advice to the supplicants who travelled from across the world seeking Apollo’s wisdom. But even then, there were other gods in Delphi – entering the Delphi was the east, the first thing you see is the Temple of Athena Pronaia. With pronaia translating to “before the temple”, this was probably the first place pilgrims visited.
The shrine of Athena sits in an olive grove below the Apollo’s sanctuary and once included two temples dedicated to Athena (the earliest from 500 BCE). The most memorable feature would have been the road tholos temple, which had 20 Doric columns and portrayed the Battles of the Amazons and Centaurs (you can see the remains of these in the Delphi museum). Many believe that the tholos was dedicated to other deities, not Apollo or Athena.
Walking up the mountain slope, you pass the sacred spring of Kastalia, which sits between the two sanctuaries and is strongly associated with the oracle – the priestess bathed in the spring before entering the temple, and priests and pilgrims cleansed themselves here before going any further.
As you make your way up the path towards the temple, you pass many ruins including the Athenian treasury which held offerings to the god. Two large – and somewhat unremarkable – rocks mark the places where Leto stood when she urged Apollo to slay the python, and where the first oracle gave a prophecy.
In ancient times, when the oracle was in residence, the sanctuary would have been bustling with pilgrims and priests. Marble and bronze statues, alters and other offerings would have lined the path, as supplicants stood in the hot sun (or rain) waiting for their turn to consult the oracle.
Not much remains of the Temple of Apollo but in ancient times it would have been a formidable structure. The surroundings are still magnificent and it was here, in the subterranean chamber, where the Pythia made her prophecies. The Pythia was the only one allowed in this chamber, where she would chew laurel leaves, inhale the fumes from the earth. Here, she would enter her trance, eventually speaking her enigmatic riddles which ultimately revealed the Apollo’s wisdom to the pilgrims.
Initially, the oracle only gave her prophecies once a year, on Apollo’s birthday. Later, this was increased to once a month, except during the three winter months when Apollo was away. Her prophecies were widely believed and everyone from individuals to rulers of city states came to Delphi to seek the guidance of Apollo.
Leaving the temple, the path takes you to the top of the site, where you’ll find a theatre and temple which once seated up to 7,000 spectators. The views here are spectacular, overlooking the sanctuary and mountains to the sea in the far distance. There’s a sense of peace and calm up here, with the remnants of the ancient past and sacred knowledge strewn at your feet.
And up here, I am struck by how much we still don’t know about this beautiful place and ancient religion. By spending time in this sacred space, I want to touch the knowledge and vision of the ancient oracle and see this sanctuary as it once was. Then, the buildings stood tall, people lined the streets and the smells of incense and slowly-roasting sacrificed meat would have filled the air. And up here, for a second you can almost see these ghosts of a distance past.
But now, the treasures are gone, the games almost forgotten and the ancient wisdom and practices are lost. The space was once home to many gods and the voice of one. Now they are silent, buried in the consecrated ground, bereft of prayers and offerings despite the many visitors.