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So I had completed the Camino by driving and doing alignments of the energy at both ends of the Camino in 3 weeks. I could not have done this part of the trip without Marion, I am eternally grateful for her help.
This part of my trip was over and what was I to do next? Well Yvonne had seen me with a volcano in the background whilst doing a reading for me before I left Australia and I knew I had to go to the valley of the volcanoes. I was to do this section without Marion, so I reorganized the car hire and took off alone. I headed for Clermont/Ferrand On the motorway in a NE direction. The disadvantage with travelling on the motorway is you have to stop by going off at one of the exits, there are only a very few rest areas and no toilets. You have to go onto usually a bar to find somewhere to go to the toilet. I had booked a place at Clermont/Ferrand and when I got there after a long day’s drive, I could not find the place. Eventually after driving around with nowhere to stop, I gave up, drove out of town and cancelled. It was one of the few places on Booking.com that won’t allow cancellation, so I had to pay and wrote that in my review of the place, which gave them a bad rating. At that stage, I couldn’t use the GPS which wasn’t working. If you are going to drive anywhere in France, it’s essential to have a working GPS. There are so many towns off the motorway with very poor signage, usually to only the next small town and without a GPS, it’s impossible and you frequently get lost.
I drove out of town and found a camping area. I was tired and it looked like rain, so I slept in the car which was not very comfortable and not a very good start. It rained overnight and was overcast in the morning, Fortunately it improved. So I followed the route to Puy de Dome which is the most spectacular volcanic sight in France. Later I headed for Mont Dore which is a ski field
After viewing the two volcanic plugs on the way to Mont Dore which was a spectacular panorama, I was In the high country, just below the tree line, I came across a beautiful lake with a hotel at the other side, trees down to the water and bare hills. I just wanted to stay there, it reminded me of the high country in Australia. I walked in and asked for a room and met Natalie who spoke English and felt I knew her. She said she had travelled a lot in her younger days, dived in many countries and she and her partner Eric had just moved from Paris in high paying jobs to change their lives and move back to his ancestral land, brought the hotel and started running it only a month ago. Here finally was a kindred soul on the same journey I’ve been on.
It had been slow going in the rain but once I got to Lake Guery it stopped and so did I. I stayed for a week and did the earth healing work from there, checking out volcanic plugs and the volcanic spas, some from Victorian times such as the Thermes at Mont Dore which is an architectural marvel. It operates in the morning as a spa and in the afternoon takes tour groups in French which you have to book. I felt a bit strange from the air in the Thermes. There’s a bubbling spring in the foyer with gas being released and upstairs is Caesar’s Spring ( they were Roman baths to begin) which has different gas being released. The different vents are for different ailments and in Victorian times when flu/bronchitis was prevalent, the rich and famous came to breathe the gases for relief, a whole room is set up with individual stalls for this purpose. It’s all very old fashioned and rather than therapy were more like torture. The main room has a fresco impression of Roman times and the roof is white and amber glass bricks, letting in the light.The columns are marble but some are hollow striped timber, not structural. It’s in serious need of restoration. I had a spa in Mont Dore, which they call a bath and went on a funicular ride to the top of the mountain. There were cars up there with bikes and walking tracks and the ride itself was spectacular of the town and the Funicular.
So on Monday 22nd, I heard a loud explosion like a sonic boom at 1.30 .I was swiming at the modern pool at Bourboule which also has an ancient Thermes. The modern pool has massage jets, spa jets and bubbling jets from several points in the pool. A mushroom rain shower in the children’s pool, a bridge over section of the pool, fast flowing water courses within the pool, it’s amazing. It was after this I heard the explosion. I had just done a toning and the next day was the earthquake in Perugia and I was told it had something to do with that, relieving the pressure as I understand it.
The next day I was at Puy de Dome, a volcano at 1465 metres and is the most well known in France. Originally there was a Roman temple to Mercury on top, a very difficult place to build. It does snow up there. I climbed part of the muletiers track to the summit, but realised it was too difficult with my pacemaker and tried to find the train to no avail.
I found an airstrip at the bottom and watched the trains go up and did a toning there. Puy de Dome was the site of a grand prize of 100,000 francs for the first aviator to attain the summit, from Paris, and circuit it. Eugene Renaux with a passenger in 1911 after 5hrs 11 mins did it.
The atmospheric conditions on Puy de Dome with temperature inversions and other phenomena meant that an antennae was constructed in 1952. This acts like an acupuncture point into the earth and is why I was guided away, at the base to do the toning and put in a light point. The Pelugia earthquake in Italy was a release of energy somewhere along the fault line. When I was at the airstrip I did a meditation, in a grassy wooded area and my vision was shifting again. It was a high energy site after I did the work there. I left and got lost and was shape shifting again. Still looking for where the train went from, I ended up at Vulcanian, another volcanic plug that had been mined and is now an amazing educational facility with another train to talk passengers around the mined area, exposing different layers. There was an explosion shed, which kids would love, but I couldn’t go in to witness, because of the pacemaker. There was also an amazing 3D film, how it would have been during an active volcanic event. My days on the Museum Planet of Minerals Team came flooding back. It’s called Volcano de Lemptegy and I highly recommend it especially for children
I’d was led to another to the south where the later volcanos are, they having passed over the hotspots in the earth’s magma later as the plates were moving north. I wanted to see Puy de Mary which was quite a long drive from Lake de Guery. I kept going to St Saturne which is where I thought Puy de Mary was, when I stopped at St Bonnet du Condat. I went into the Church there in the Square which was open, very simple, old, but lots of energy, there was an altar to a nun which may have accounted for the energy. I assumed it was from the cliffs beside the road but I was led on towards Dienne, where I saw a church right on a high point overlooking the valley of the Santoire River. It was a narrow road to it past a Lac de Pechers which had the remains of a glacial moraine. I climbed up to a cross with a black
Jesus, above the church. I did a toning there and then rested in the shade on the earth, I was so tired. I realised I’m here to stabilise this area for the energy increases in September I felt that this toning was for all the volcanic plugs in the valley of the Santoire and once again I heard a sonic boom as I did at Bourboule. Since then there was the Pelugia earthquake.
When I got back Natalie had double booked my room and asked if I wanted to stay in another hotel or take the room of a staff member who was staying somewhere else overnight. I opted for this. I stayed another night and then moved on. There has been another earthquake in Vanuatu and it seems there’s another build up with the energy increase. . Timing is everything with this work and that’s not really under my control.My last day I went to Lake Adyar. I first called at Lake Servieres which is a glacial moraine lake, so no swimming, but fishing is allowed. It’s in the forest , so is lower down than Lake Guery. So I went to Lac Adyat which is lower again and as it was hot, went for a swim. There was boats out sailing and people rowing. More and more people kept arriving. There were houses being built, it was quite a thriving community but nowhere did I see meditation offered or massages or crystals.
When I left Lac fe Guery, I had trouble-finding the petrol station.I drove three times through Bourboule before I finally stopped and asked for directions. It was hidden in a back street away from the historic centre of town, as was common in France. I was following A89 and stopped at Gorges of the Dordogne for a swim and decided to stay and camp on the dam. Left Bost des Orgues the campsite, heading for Sarlat and went to the wrong Sarlat. Again I found more volcanoes, Puy Bacon and others and a very high energy area around Etang de Mayrignac near Aurialac. So I headed for Sarlat the second time and stumbled on a wedding at Terrasson and the wedding party at a Castle des Fleurieu. I found a campsite at Thenon but by then was past Sarlat so I didn’t see the Lascaux Caves, but found the area interesting. It was raining when I woke and a Sunday when most things are closed in France, so I drove on back to Velines through Bergerac.
After my visit to Velines, which resulted in my needing a place to write up my experiences, I was led to l’ Archeron in the Bassin de L’Archeron near Bordeaux. I first went to a port in Archeron where I met someone who guided me to Dune de Pyla to find a campsite. I stayed at the dune which is a tourist trap, for one night and moved on further down the coast. I found a beach at Le Vivier and asked for an unpowered campsite. They offered me a Masai tent with cooking facilities and a shower and toilet. It was at a very reasonable rate as it was end of season, so I took it and stayed. One of the things that impressed me was free parking beside the beach and an admittedly long walk to the surf, but the town of Biscarosse was small and a short distance away. I was in a pine forest, a different type of pine with a canopy and not much undergrowth and it was quiet and had a pool. Everything I could ask for and I was able to do a first draft of the Camino by road, and travelling in France. It also is an area of lakes behind the beaches and these are huge and have boating facilities and towns along the shore.
So the first few days I did some washing and did a trip to Cap Ferrat which was a long drive. I tried to drive around the bay from L’Aguillon and has difficulty finding the way at first. I finally found the A3 which made it easier by using the GPS. The Cape is a migratory bird refuge as is much of the bay. It’s also a protected Marine Sanctuary. There are oyster leases on the shores. It is here that the houses on stilts are, part of the bird sanctuary There are also a unique type of wooden boat built here, which I found interesting. The Cap Ferrat signs change to Point Belvidaire which I found confusing. It is where the rich from Bordeaux have houses. There is more or less continuous development along the shore, but it’s natural and pretty. On 2nd Sept my vision was shifting again with the energy influx and I began to try and alter my ticket departure date. I started work on Sept 6 and concentrated on writing and getting in essentials. I really need to be in a safe, quiet space to work
Left Biscarosse on 15th Sept thinking I had finished the work I was here to do. On my return to Velines I called at the medieval city of Saint Emillion which is the wine growing centre of Bordeaux and had lunch in The Caballiers and, in the oldest part of the town in an underground cloister, I found the only gem and jewellery business, I’ve seen in France Lucimil Bijoux, and spoke to him and told him that the gems where increasing the energy of the town. It’s a beautiful medieval city but the last place I expected to find signs of the New Age, new energies. As Marion is in London, I decided to stay at L’Olivier in Moncaret but before going there, I went to the Roman ruins, which Marion had said not to miss.
The site is a vast villa from 1st century AD and was inhabited until the 5th century. It included a residence and farm buildings. Later in the 11th century Benedictine monks from Abbey of Saint Florentine les Saumur, nearby, built a church on the abandoned site. The cemetery and village grew up around it. In 1827 a mosaic was discovered by Pierre Martial Tauziac. Then in 1873 the Abbot Delpeyrat who was the priest in Moncaret, noticed a tomb and other object in the rubble being used to build the station. Pierre as a child, collected these and other finds and in 1921 the remains of the villa where listed as a historic monument. Much of the villa lies beneath the church and village. The residence was luxurious and had a courtyard surrounded by galleries with reception rooms to the west and thermal baths and wine-making facilities. Most of the rooms were decorated with mosaics. The decoration of local plants and animals and geometries are part of the local theme in decoration and the tesserae, tiles are of limestone and terracotta.
After visiting the Roman ruins, I realised I had not visited the church which is right in the middle of the ruins, so I went back to visit the church. There were some people standing outside, so I followed them in. They shook hands with me and I stayed . The energy was very high and I photographed a statue of St James and also the Virgin Mary in a side altar and felt to stay. It was a prayer service. They sang beautifully to begin and had a reading from the bible in French and then sat in silent prayer and meditation. The energy was very high and I felt this was how the early Christians first worshipped here. I was getting the message that the energy line goes in the direction of Lyon. So I discovered the Le Puy Camino.
The hotel L’Olivier is right across the road from the Church and part of the original Roman villa and estate, right on the energy line again. I had only booked for one night and so they offered me the room upstairs which they don’t usually rent because of ‘Big Ben’, the church bells which ring on the hour. My second night I spent there and as the client had not turned up they offered that I could move back downstairs. Then he rang and said he is coming tomorrow, so now I’m upstairs `Big Ben’. There is obviously a reason but what? It was quite hilarious using a translation device to work this out, it had us in stitches laughing as what it made of all this.
Tomorrow is another high energy day and I have a backache and so am resting and writing this on the energy line and awaiting to see what happens next. I leave here on Monday to take the car back and catch the train to Paris. This morning I did Tai Chi in the garden and found an old water pump. When I asked, I found it is a well 30 metres deep and the pump is broken. I suggested he fix it as the water is very healing and will be needed in the times to come. It is right outside my window , again must be on the energy line also and feminine energy as well.
I’m getting its on the Le Puy Camino energy line. It makes sense since I’ve been chasing volcanoes (les puys) all over France. It’s seems a bit north of Le Puy Camino but then there are diversions on most of the Camino paths, and it’s where they all come together. I believe they were walking paths because of the energy lines and like the song lines in Australia, were pathways for the first peoples. Last night I was invited to dinner with the family and met the grand daughter Elise who speaks English and wants to be a doctor. She told me when she was two she saw the little people in the garden. When I asked where she showed me a spot less than 10 metres from the well, which is 30metres deep. As this is a high energy day, I lay out beside the well on a chair and heard the bells chiming the 12th hour. There seemed to be a lot of light and I got a vision of a section of wall which looked like what Elise later described There were big stones at the spot which may have been a wall in the past. It has all made me realise that the work I’m doing is for those children who are remembering. I also saw on Tv that the Dalai Lama is in France probably for the same reason I am, to lift the energy because I have not seen any signs of the New Age until I got to Saint Emilion where I found someone working with gemstones in jewellery. St Emilion is a medieval town and the last place I would have expected this. But certainly rural France is living in its past.
I believe the changes are very soon and I’ve asked to be home for them. I am leaving tomorrow and have attempted to help the good people I’ve met to understand what is happening and to quote my Aboriginal friend Guboo: ` the best is yet to come’.