In the previous post I outlined some of the signs that we missed and thus suffered a wet and fruitless first morning to our Brittany visit. Of course we finally realised that the 1st of May was a holiday and so much was closed. In fact we had been hard pressed to find a place to have lunch and the one place that did look open was interdit until the afternoon.
So we ignored lunch and decided to head for the main site of the day and indeed the visit. Beltane was all about Carnac! Gwas had been there before but this was my first visit to this awesome sacred place.
We parked up and crossed the road mingling with the many other visitors. Off to the back of the lanes there was a ramshackle set of buildings with a dilapidated sign outside offering Crepes. It not only looked closed, but gave of an abandoned feeling too. There were a couple of semi-broken tables and chairs laying randomly outside too. No one was in sight. Still, Gwas and I made our way across and found to our utter surprise and delight that a door was cracked open and the smell of food wafted out. It was a beautiful sign and as we sat down to enjoy Chocolate and Banana Crepes the sun decided to join us too!
The biggest stones (and circle) that I have seen is Avebury. There some of the stones stand two feet or so above my head. Here at Carnac, most of the stones stood above my head! As I walked along the length of the avenues I was constantly awed by the size and strength of energy that was being broadcast by these megaliths.
As we walked and walked one thing concerned me. The stones were behind a fence. Admittedly a small fence but a interdit fence nevertheless. As readers will know, I have my own notions on the preservation of sacred sites and am not averse to jumping a fence. However I am reminded that in France the Police carry firearms. Still – what would we do when work was required?
I had got a yes when I asked the rods whether a place of preparation was needed and so I walked along the fence with my rod outstretched searching for a suitable place.
At one point the rods slowly began to swing inwards. It was a slow movement and I noted with relief that the stone it seemed to be indicating wasn’t locked away. Thank the stars, the energy, the guides, whatever. I was lucky enough to find a place that I could actually access to do the preparatory work. Which of course was nothing more unusual than any other place. An energy realignment to a vibration that was suitable to our current location, purpose and means of achieving that purpose.
Within mere minutes I was ready to proceed onwards, for there were more fields to explore before we got to our final destination.