Living Stones

Fresco St.Michael on Monte st.Angelo

Living Stones↓

by: Agnes van de Beek

A pilgrimage along the Michaels line from Rome to the south-eastern point of Italy.

Not far from Alatri, south east of Rome, where we, Selma my travelling-companion and I, were staying, you find this little Templars church in Ceccano. Another name for this church is the church of "the little lady in the forest". Once, in the 13th century, it stood in the middle of a forest, outside the medieval walls.

Now it is called the church of S.Nicolas, with a statue of a real St.Nicolas, like we know it in Holland, inside the church.

We had an appointment with a friend and collegue/writer of Selma in Alatri. He has a lot of old knowledge and is also a specialized labyrinth researcher. The arrangement was that he would take us to a very special fresco, a wall labyrinth with a fresco of Christ in the heart of the labyrinth, in the Chiesa San Francisco. We were invited to work with the energies there.

However, I will write about the next day in search of "the forest church". We were taken, also two Italian friends joined us, into the forest outside Ceccano. I was expecting to find this little church in the woods, that was spoken of.

We stopped the car, and we were in awe at what we saw. It was not a church, it was a small stone circle with huge stones, similar to those you find in Avebury and Stonehenge.

This was a natural temple from perhaps millions of years ago. Probably from the Palaeolothic times.

We left the cars and approached the circle. In front was, what I call a key stone. Normally I would not feel the energy straight away, but now I did. It felt good and I even had the feeling I could see the energy at that spot. It was like seeing 3 dimensional in a silvery light with moving particles.

It felt like entering other dimensions.

I knew there were crossings of powerlines. Selma and I measured both female and male energies and also still points, a zero-energy.

We continued a small overgrown path through the woods. At a certain moment we confronted a big wall of huge stones linked together. I felt some resistance and we decided to use our small sun and moon discs and my symbol of the flower of life and made a small altar, after having asked permission. Although I am not a singer, I knew I had to bring in sound. So I sang a mantra from Tibet, which I have been taught a long time ago and which I have been using over the years during my travels. I could feel something shifting and even one of our two male friends got the chills. We continued our rough path. Sometimes we, Selma and I, needed a male hand to overcome some height on those big stepping stones. The stones became more overgrown. They had not completely shown their face and energy yet. Roberto, who lives in Ceccano and was with us, worked on clearing the stones literatelly from all the mosses and earth and he said he came here also to clear his mind and to feel connected with his own stillness.

Then another stone showed itself from a little distance, he had a face like a devil. I felt resistance again, but after acknowledging him and bringing in light, the energy changed.

More and more faces came forward. They are living energies, waiting to share their stories and knowledge with us. They talk to us, but only when we "see" them. I saw one who looked like a big skull.

When we walked on I had to think of the dinosaurs and asked myself if they could have lived here. A few minutes later I was told that indeed they were here and that they had found evidence of that.

Little did I know that my expectations of finding a little church in the woods would turn out to be such a huge cosmic temple. My instinct tells me that there must be a connection with the other sun and moon temples on earth.

Also that there was a divine timing on doing our "work" on this spot, as that morning of the 22nd of April it was full moon, even a Wesak full moon. A great cosmic portal in this time of big change.

After having lunch with our guide Giancarlo, we were connected with a different kind of energy, namely the Roman energies in visiting the castle in Ceccano. Also the second world war played a roll here and had taken lots of victims.

From the centre of the little town you can only see an old tower and an entrance gate amongst the Italian houses of to-day. You can hardly imagine that there is this huge castle space behind the houses. There were 2 entrance gates. We entered the one outside the centre. It was a bit of climbing and we found ourselves in a kind of court room. However, during the second world war prisoners were held there and they began to restore the frescos on the walls, one of them Jesus, with eyes open, on the cross. This place asked attention for clearance, which I gladly focused on.

The energies, in one part of the castle were very different than in another part.

I was told by my inner voice to do some clearance work. I had the feeling that that was the reason they brought me here. A complete different energy than in the woods. Layers of stagnant energy waiting to be released.

During our trip I came by "coincidence" in many places, both B and B's and cathedrals, where I was called to release certain energies.

The most heaviest experience was in the beautiful cathedral of Otranto with the floor mosaic of the universal tree of life. It appeared that in one of the little chapels of this cathedral a stone was held in a reliquary. In 1480 the Turks transformed this church in a mosque and 800 Christians were beheaded as they refused to turn to the Moslim religion. It was not just the stone in the chapel that triggered me, but 7 big glass cupboards along the walls which were filled with the beheaded skulls from the martyrs of that time.

It took me quite a while to recover outside the church from these energies.

I had to connect to nature and mother earth to come out of my unbalanced energy.

I feel that as long as we don't get caught up in the dramas of that time and also stay out of fear, we get through those heavy dark energies. Transparancy is required.

On a journey like this we discover many interesting things, see the beauty of those old times, feel joy in our hearts of the reconnections but also meet the challenges of the old times, sometimes translated in this time.

I feel a lot of grace to be able to do this "work" and always feel very guided.

In our case we were really connected to and guided by St.Michael.

You can also read more about our journey on:

www.selmasevenhuijsen.nl

www.moederaarde.eu