Drowning in Lines

The last few weeks, I have been trying to track the Templar line east of Brno. The problem is, I keep finding other lines. It is beginning to make some sense to me now but I am still quite amazed by the number of Type 4 lines in the area – these are 90-pace wide pairs – like the Michael and Mary line in the UK.

The Templar line runs north of Brno and seems to have one or two parallel lines following to the south of it as well as a north-south line intersecting them all. Now that should make for a rather energetic area north-east of Brno. Eva has been away but the one time she accompanied me and then took her dogs for a walk in the area on her own, she remarked at the strange energies in the area.

I’m still working on these lines and tracking them. The area concerned is the limestone karst that is filled with caves – some them can be visited and so its a touristy region. One cave was turned into a nuclear fallout shelter for the military and now can also be toured. Strangely enough, it is on the Templar line.

I also found an intersection of two of these lines last weekend just outside Sivice. As usual, there was a large church built at the point dedicated to Mary. The attached house next door has the all-seeing eye over its doorway and over St. Christopher.

Much more work is needed in this area to unravel everything.

Dowsing in the UK

Last week, I was back in the UK after a three-year gap sadly, for my Mum’s funeral. However, the week turned into a celebration of my parent’s lives and I managed a day of revisiting places where I had treasured memories. Eva had joined us for the last few days and thoughtfully packed her dowsing rods.

One place I really wanted to visit was a village called Lastingham in the north Yorkshire moors. It’s a pretty village with a magnificent village pub and an even better little church. It also has a number of wells dedicated to various saints spotted around it. I had first visited on a weekend of mystical delights with my friends at the Silent Eye mystery school. The church had resonated with an energy that I now know to be earth energies and so, I wanted to revisit with those rods. I made a video of the trip and it shows the church and crypt in some detail.

The church has an amazing history as alluded to in the video. St. Mary’s originates as a wooden monastery in 654. The Venerable Bede actually mentions this event and the first Abbott was one St. Cedd. In fact, Bede points to the earth energies by stating that the monastery was sited where ‘where once dragons lay.’

Cedd participated in the Synod of Whitby as a translator that decided to subsume the Celtic church into the Catholic one – rather a shame if you ask me! On returning, Cedd succumbed to the plague and was succeeded by his brother St. Chad. St. Cedd is said to be buried in the church by the alter in the crypt.

The church was rebuilt in stone around 1078 and is a magnificent example of architecture of that period. The crypt is magnificent and is a truly Norman crypt! A wonderful description can be found here. Now the crypt contains a lot of Saxon stones and pillars as well among which is one depicting two inter twinned serpents again hinting at earth energies.

On arrival, we immediately went into the pub for lunch sitting by a roaring coal fire and enjoying meat pies and other British delicacies. Even there, the energies were strong and vibrant. After lunch we went into the church and the energies are most strong in the crypt. So strong that Eva had to leave… Even my daughter – who believes in nothing of the kind said she felt dizzy…

The energies are created I believe by two 90-pace wide lines that we dowsed crossing within the church and by hundreds of years of worship and meditation. The ‘female’ line passes through the pub and down the aisle of the church while the ‘male’ line passes at a right angle through the church. There may be many other lines coming into the vortex – I did not have sufficient time to dowse a broader circle around the church. The energies are the strongest we have ever felt however and so, we remain a little puzzled as to why they are so so strong?

Eva felt the energies strongly and during her meditation she received the following beautiful lines…

Every way you go

Every place you stay

Help every heart you see

The love is on the way

To me these echo the sign in the church that says “Do not neglect to show hospitality to Strangers for thereby some have entertained Angels unawares“.

The church is said to lie on a ley line. I can now confirm that indeed it does as the crossing of the line pair would form a node on a ley.

We didn’t have much time but I also wanted to search for one of the wells – the Mary Magdalene well. I remembered pretty clearly where it was and soon found it. It too appears to lie on the ‘female’ line that passes through the church. You can find more about these holy wells here. However, it appears that this well is very ancient indeed going back to Roman times.

Later in the day, we visited the Rudston monolith near Bridlington. Standing over 25 feet tall, the monolith is the tallest standing stone in England but not so well known as it should be. As a boy, I visited several times with my father who could detect energy spirals around it using his meter (that he used in his work to measure electricity). We puzzled as to what its secrets were. A quick dowse showed that it too lay on a 90-pace wide line and who knows, it may even be the same line!

Best Laid Plans…..

The energy lines, it seems, have a mind of their own. Or perhaps, the powers that be that govern such things do?

This last weekend, Eva and I had an opportunity to go further west and see if we could track the Templar alignment beyond Jindrichuv Hradec. It’s actually quite a hike as going direct from Brno means a lot of pretty poor back roads that for some reason at this time of year, are often closed meaning lots of tiresome detours. Given the trajectory of the line, I had an idea that Trebon should be our next port of call westwards. It is after all an historical town made famous by the one time presence of Edward Kelly and John Dee! Oh well. Best laid plans!

It took us quite a while to reach Trebon actually due to those detours mainly. However, those same detours found us passing through some really interesting places where we duly found one or other of the two Type 4 lines that form the alignment! It was almost as if the Fates or Sisters of Weird were hijacking our plans.

This continued when we had set up camp (yes, we tented) and went into town looking for dinner. We drove slowly around the magnificent chateau and old town square. We parked and explored in all directions and not once did our dowsing rods even twitch. To add to that disappointment, we both agreed that Trebon felt strange – energetically dead. This was a bit of a surprise.

The next morning, we got up and decided to walk the dogs in the park opposite where the schwarzenburg family mausoleum was situated. Its oppressive presence had already been felt the night before but as we walked by it the dead mouse and black feathers only heightened a sense of bad atmosphere there. Strangely enough, we immediately found several energy lines including tow Type 4 lines that we could identify as positive and negative polarities – the latter passing through the mausoleum. They must have known? But what was even more weird is that we had of course pitched our tent on the positive line! It was a good night sleep for tenting too.

We had breakfast and decided we would follow this line. Could it be the Templar? As we tracked it closer and closer to the Austrian border in a south-east direction, we began to realise it probably wasn’t. However, to make things even more interesting, we found another Type 4 pair of lines that initially – at a stretch – could be the Templar as well. As the day wore on, it was apparent that here we had two new lines altogether! However, they may not be new as one appears to run N-S and would pass through Jindrichuv Hradec and the Templar vortex there ( the third line we found there) and, the other is on an azimuth that might take it through the Albrechtice nad Vltavou area that Rory Duff had sent me to look at!

By now, our plans had fallen apart and we were going where the lines wanted it seemed to us. And that seemed to be towards the amazing and beautiful Chlum u Trebone. I had never heard of the place but there was a chateau there that turned out to have been the summer residence of one Archduke Ferdinand who stayed there in the nights before his assassination. However, it wasn’t that that drew our attention. Nope. It was the Baroque church on the hill with the stations of the cross leading up to it….

The church of the assumption of the virgin Mary was built in 1745 on a rocky hilltop. Everything about this pilgrimage church shouts pagan site….yet I doubt we can prove it as Czech history is sparse at best. That it is a Temple to the Sun seemed to us to be obvious given a number of signs and symbols that are best discussed in a video I will make in the coming days. Eva took a photo that not only suggested this but echoed the image painted on the roof above the alter. The energy in the place pulsed and resonated. We didn’t want to leave. It was no surprise really to find that the N-S line had a vortex on this site. It seemed only more apt to us that we would find this Temple of the Sun on the eve of the Summer Solstice.

Eva’s picture…
Church roof painting

The lines it seems, have a plan…. it is pointless making your own plans. The lines always have their way.