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New Photos

G’day all, Bora Da
Some photos from a sunny yesterday.

“And for this cause God shall send them strong delusion, that they should believe a lie:”
– 2 Thessalonians 2:11

…and that’s where we are at. All will be well. All is well.

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Plastic chalice

Mostly a post I just put on the Facebook group:
Holy Wells, Healing Wells & Sacred Springs of Britain

https://www.facebook.com/groups/244060782427611/permalink/1587812734719069/

For three years I traced and recorded a weaving sacred (current) presence (a Dragon) through SW Wales, using divining rods and intuition. I walked with Her through Pembrokeshire, Carmarthenshire and up to Strata Florida, before She curved and took me back to St. Bride’s Bay.

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St. Margaret’s church & well, Binsey, Oxfordshire

St. Margaret’s church & well, Binsey, Oxfordshire

Midnight, and monks by candlelight

Although less than 2 miles from Oxford’s city centre St. Margaret’s is hidden behind trees and shrubbery at the end of a long and winding country lane. The church is a strange, isolated and moody little building sometimes welcoming and warm while at other times slightly sinister. It is lighted only by oil lamps and candles as it has no electricity supply.

St. Margaret’s was once the living for a priest called Nicholas Breakspear, who became England’s only Pope, Adrian lV, in 1154.

The church is also famous for its holy well and its legendary connection to St. Frideswide, the patron saint of Oxford. I strongly suspect that Frideswide is really the ancient Briton’s goddess and saint, Ffraed.

This was the ‘Treacle Well’ of Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland.

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Tracing the dragon: Well met.

When I visited Strata Florida Abbey recently I had another destination in mind as well.

I’d left the gorgeous energy of the Abbey and now I turned my sights towards a small village not far from Strata Florida. I was aiming for a holy well.

Dedicated to San Ffraed the well is not marked on the map. I hoped somebody would be about, to ask directions.

The village was deserted! Even though I walked up and down the roads and knocked on a few doors, there wasn’t a soul about. Had the aliens landed?

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The holy well at Llanllawer is a special place for me.

I first visited on 30th April 2016 and was at once taken by its aura of beauty yet sadness, as well as a strange tension pervading its structure and footprint. I hadn’t clocked it at the time but this was the Eve of (the calendar version, Church then) Beltane.

Over the following three months (and a bit), I was drawn to the lonely little well that’s tears now ceased to puddle in its dry chamber; they had been almost all there was for wetting and to throw a few coins into; that and hard rains that regularly flushed through except for when they didn’t. (1)

Now, it’s none of my business what your beliefs are, but I’m going to lay this out up front because it is integral to what I am going to impart here: I am psychic, and I have had encounters and communications with Otherworlds and denizens of said, throughout my life.

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