Sunday 10th May – Créhen, Brittany
What I thought was the last of my dowsing trips on this holiday was to a small structure situated in the middle of some agricultural land just outside the village of Créhen near the northern coast of Brittany. Luckily the site is signed by one of the small blue signs that show the interested observer (because they’re easy to miss) that a megalithic site is close by. A small area large enough to park two cars allowed us to pull off the D768 road in order to visit it.
The way to the site was along a lovely tree-lined path kept clear for visitors by some helpful agency. We travelled along three sides of a square field until we saw a group of tree-infested large stones that were the remains of the Créhen covered alley. The trees were poking out of every available crack between the capstones, of which there were five, two of them very large indeed – some ten feet square.
I inspected one end and found what looked like a collapsed entrance. Two rounded smoothed pillar stones seemed to mark an entrance and I peered under the leaning capstone to see that the alley extended the full length of the stones, although this was difficult to see with the varying angles of the leaning capstones.
I checked for a nemeton field around the site. Nothing. None existed. I asked the rods if the site was still energetically active and got a positive response. ok. Well, let’s see what that meant. I checked the alignment of the passageway and found it was aligned East-West with the entrance facing eastwards.
I examined the two ends of the structure. Both had a small area large enough for a person to stand in. Interesting. I dowsed for a power centre and found a male centre at the western end in the space where a person could stand. I followed the line as it wandered along the top of the capstones to end in a spiral on the eastern end capstone. Then I asked of there was a female power centre. Indeed there was. It was centred in the small open space at the eastern end of the passage. I followed the path of this energy as it gently meandered along the capstones to terminate in a small spiral on the westernmost capstone. The two energy lines and power centres were mirror images of each other, travelling in opposing directions!
This struck me as full of potential, On the spur of the moment I asked M to stand in the female power centre, whilst I stood in the male power centre. We were about fifteen feet apart. I shouted to her, “Close your eyes – relax – and think of a colour.” I did the same on my male power centre. As I closed my eyes I saw a blue circle appear with a pink centre that then instantly flipped into a dark orange colour. It stayed that colour, as though I had looked too long at a circle of light and was seeing the after-image of it. I looked at M and shouted to her, “Orange!” She opened her eyes in astonishment. “Yes! Burnt orange was the colour I was thinking of !”
She asked if we could repeat the experiment, as she was quite excited at what had just happened. I explained that, like when I pass the cars at particular dark energy spots on the road to work every day, if you think that you can make something happen, i.e. you consciously intend to do something or to make use of this ‘ability’ then it never works out. We should just leave it at that – an extraordinary event of ridiculous coincidence.
We walked back to the car and headed off to the beaches of northern Brittany where we spent a lovely day admiring the coastline, the beaches and the wonderful “galette” crepe pancakes that are a speciality of this area. Strange things can happen when you visit ancient sites. We were now accumulating quite a wealth of such experiences, and I for one was becoming increasingly convinced that magickal things can be brought about by tuning into them.
Gwas Myrddyn.
In search of the strange
