In the crypt

I enter the Romanesque Church. Empty and dark on this new moon day.

By approaching it, I was able to detect its triple druidic protective lines and a strong telluric presence which did not surprise me.

I came for that, to the land of the bear.

The sweet rods guide me in front of the steps allowing access to the main altar.

They make me activate a first vortex on the right in the cosmic direction.

Then we go to the left side for a telluric vortex.

The two are strong and make me dizzy.

 

 

The rods then position me in the center-front of the steps.

As soon as I introduce myself, the bells start to ring.

This serendipity makes me feel good because it gives me the impression that the place welcomes me.That it recognizes my presence.

It is a beautiful feeling as I’m in my place. The right one.

We left for exploration … but we do not go down yet! The rods point me to a number: the 6th.

I am thinking of Arcane VI of Tarot, the lover, which is my card of the year.

There is a lot of possible meaning … I test several.

It is human consciousness (compared to the unconscious human symbolized by the number 5) which makes it open and allows the path to continue.

And I wonder : should the realization of the human 6 go through the integration of the below?

 

 

 

 

This time, the rods bring me to the stairs of the crypt.

It is even darker than in the top (logic!) And when the automatic lighting system of the steps goes out, I really feel in the dark.

And alone.

I see a statue at the bottom. Vitorals let in weak light and by contrast the Madonna statue seems black and immense.

I feel her presence.

It radiates intensity throughout the crypt. It’s a bit intimidating.

 

 

 

 

 

 

As above, I am guided to activate two vortexes.

Then it makes me go by the right, then stop and makes me go back to a chair at the bottom where I sit.

While it goes back, I wonder what’s going on. And I perceive: “Is it backing up?”

I don’t have the answer. The old me would have said yes, without hesitation.

What if it was a question of knowing how to take a step back and the perspective?

 

 

 

 

So I find myself again in the bottom of the crypt.

—-> comes this song to me: between feet on earth, perspective, wisdoms and love! Nothing is never a failure when you learn.

And it opens the way (thank you Taylor Swift!)

There, the rods position me in front of the statue and it blocks. I test several solutions: I have to kneel!

No wonder when you are in a church! But I bring this act together with submission.

Here, it is a question of kneeling in conscience, in awareness of aware 6. Why this act?

… I will come back to this because the answer is coming later …

Activation of other vortexes, passage from the Jordan … and finally, I appear in front of the bear.

 

 

 

 

Andlau’s abbey is dedicated to Ste Richarde. Empress of Alsatian origin who will remain in power 25 years, before retiring at Mont Ste Odile.

During an outing in the forest, she meets a bear that shows her where to build another convent.

She died there (in the crypt precisely) and her relics became holy (they are at the top, in the right side nave).

Legend has it that the place kept live bears for pilgrims.

It is interesting to note that the bear is one of the symbols of the sacred feminine.

The medicine of the bear is that of introspection: it is associated with its hibernation. Its return to the matrix, to the cave during the long winter months.

Here it is even a female bear. The feminine is so present here in its primordial aspect.

Moreover, the crypt keeps access to the dirt scratched by the Bear for the attention of Ste Richarde. Many sees it as the Prima Materia of the alchemists.

And I like it!

 

 

 

 

I open the hatch.

With darkness I don’t see the bottom.

Images come back of a nightmare I had years ago, where I opened a sewer hatch. Below clean and turquoise, but awfully chaotic waters. With an abominable current that attracts to the deep to disappear. I was asked to dare to jump into it … and I refused.

The same appalling fear of death comes back to me.

It’s so strong that I cry!

After a few other preparations that calm me down, I finally understand that I have to go into it.

In a hole which I do not see the bottom (unlike the photo taken with flash!)

I have a rise of this completely unreasonable fear again, because I know that this hole is not infinite. But my brain seems to shut down and I see the void there. I’m afraid of falling.

A strange panic seed! Who does not have the slightest meaning!

I wonder if it really comes from me … could it be that the intelligence of the place that acts on my emotions so that I can go through this fear?

I put my left foot then the right.

And directly, it’s very strong! Heat rises from the feet, then in the legs to the belly.

It turns. It heats up a lot.

I visualize thick roots that draw from the power of the below and give me strength.

A force that also comes from my ancestors! When I realize that they are sap, it pulses more stronger.

I start to be attracted to the right side so I know it’s time to go out.

I close the hatch.

 

 

 

It guides me to the altar this time.

A vortex on the left then one on the right.

In front in the center, the statue has lost its black appearance. She is a virgin in majesty.

In the center, I activate the stone.

The rods ask me again to kneel, in front of the altar.

For me who has always been struggling in the face of submission, I understand that it is a personal lesson.

The word submission is only pejorative for me, associated with forced kneeling and the loss of its personal power.

However, when I heard that it was not necessary to be against “the feminine put below” (nor against the “masculine put below”) I needed to think why I could not be neutral about this …

How can submission can possibly rhyme with sovereignty?

It is also for that, I think, that I came there.

And here I am, on my knees for the 3rd time of this underground path.

And strangely, I feel more than ever sovereign and seen in my gratitude to the great mother.

It is a mark of respect. No forced submission. Immense respect for what She is: a divine path of love and healing.

Being at her service is an honor. I do not feel diminished. But on the contrary, recognized in this request. Recognized in what I am and in my work on earth. In my incarnation.

I feel that being below is acting like Her. Be at Her service. In the service of healing and love.

I get up, very anchored and capable of really drawing from this deep force. Like an unlimited and powerful reservoir.

(This feeling will last a few hours.)

Then I sit on a bench to draw in the low light available …

 

 

 

 

Randomly, I take a color and draw by thinking of everything I have just lived and that I want to anchor, integrate.

As soon as I start, I hear people who enter the church and then join me in the crypt.

It’s always fun to live: as soon as the place is activated, it attracts people!

The drawing advances, until the appearance of an eagle, a power that supports two other geometric figures representing me and my human potential.

Become a completely present and aware human. A human 6.

Then I want to discover my drawing in daylight.

So I go up and discover that the door is now wide open!

I put my drawing right in front, on the entrance tiles.

I am amazed at colors and its atmosphere. It is moving to see the support of the underneath as well.

The mother below. The one of the crypt.

Below. Orange, like the sacred chakra.

And able to make us move forward, fly!

At the precise moment when I take a picture of my funny intuitive drawing infused with the place, the bells ring again.

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A nice place to discover if you are in the area.

Alone or why not, with me? I return there next month —-> Contact me to know more !