On Tuesday we headed east. I knew that the positive canopy stretched at least as far in that direction as Hannover, since Cesco and I had been there two years before. We reckoned that if the canopy held, so that we did not have to stop to open new vortices, we might make it to Ravensbrück by nightfall. And so it turned out.
Ravensbrück, a small town near Fürstenberg in the northeastern part of Germany, was the sight of the WWII concentration camp which mainly housed women and children. Merlina felt that this place in particular needed work, and she made no mistake. Many of the old buildings, fences, etc. have been preserved, and there is now a youth hostel on the edge of the grounds above a lake. We spent the night at the hostel, but had an hour or so before dark during which we could explore, pretty much by ourselves. There were two negative qi lines which intersected the grounds of the camp, and which exacerbated the pain of the place. Though we were not permitted within the surrounding brick walls and barbwire fences, we found good places outside on the lines to bury the TB circles. Merlina did work with the spirits. She told me that she will likely post elsewhere something about the camps we visited and, if so, with her permission, I will translate/transcribe it later.
Next morning morning we crossed into Poland near Szczecin, or Stettin, as the old German name for the city is spelled. This part of Europe was part of Prussia before the end of WWII. Many of the towns in northwestern Poland have two names, one Polish and one German (though in these days the German name appears on the maps only in parentheses). These towns often had both a Catholic and a Lutheran church. Since so many Germans fled the area at the end of the war, with the advance of the Russians, those Lutheran churches are much less used, and some no longer open at all. The Catholic churches, on the other hand, are flourishing, and to a remarkable degree (not only there, but throughout Poland).
About 300 kilometers east of the border we passed out from under the positive canopy. That it had spread so far east over Polish territory, I attribute to its moving down from Scandanavia in the north. Our first vortex in Poland was located in the countryside some distance outside the city of Brodnica, in some woods on private property. We drove up the private road, and Merlina pulled up some distance from the house, so as not to impose on the owner’s privacy. The owner and his family spoke no English, no German, nor could he even understand the few words of Russian I know. So it was with difficulty I tried to let him know I wanted permission for a few minutes walk in the woods behind his house. He viewed me with some suspicion; his son with much curiosity. After about five minutes his facial expression began to change from suspicion to resignation, and he indicated with his hands that I could go into the woods, but only by myself. Ten minutes later I was back and the vortex was open. Just the boy was in the yard now, and I thanked him – he repeated the same words back to me with a smile. [Merlina comment: While I was waiting in the car for Laozu to come back from the woods, I got an idea that perhaps I could help release the tension of the situation. As appreciation for permission to open the vortex, I began to invoke a positive energy of thankfulness, of quiet, and of trust, into the house and its owners. At any event, the dog stopped his nerve-killing barking, the grownups went into the house, and no one was bothered now aboiut the strange car in the driveway. Tranquillity had returned, and the boy went back to playing in the yard. It was just as if the grownups had forgotten about the matter, and had gone on with their normal daily affairs. It’s not too far-fetched to imagine that it was just at this time that Laozu opened the vortex.]
We reached our destination for the day, a small town near Olsztyn, just at dark. Here was where Merlina had business, and we spent the next two days in the neighborhood. And here I had my first (and pleasant) experience with bona fide Polish food. [Merlina comment: we stayed with a member of the Ermland-Mazur Society of Women of German Ancestry in Poland. So the food was more traditional “old-German” of this region.] The family of the people at whose home we stayed had lived on the property for over a century, and our hostess was able to give us some sense of history of the place. The area was charming, with lakes, woods, fields, and storks; and all the trees and plants were bursting into life with spring.
By next morning the positive canopy had caught up with us: it was overhead, its boundary being just a short distance to the east. After Merlina’s business in the morning, we were given a tour of the area and introduction to the history of the region. One interesting stop was in Rastenburg, where the ruins of the Nazi command headquarters in East Prussia are located. It was here that von Stauffenberg’s abortive asassination attempt on Hitler’s life took place in July of '44. Later that year, with the advance of the Russian army, the site was abandoned and destroyed, and what we saw were what was left of the concrete bunkers. It was not a nice place, but its feeling was nowhere nearly as bad as that of the concentration camps we visited.
During the drive back I noticed a rather strong vortex not far from Lake Sniardwy, the largest lake in Poland. Merlina’s meeting was not until the afternoon of the next day, so in the morning we drove around the lake and found the vortex. She called it the “Buddha Vortex”, because it was in a muddy swamp-like area, and reference is often made in Buddhist teaching to the beautiful lotus flower, which often blooms in the midst of a muddy (and sometimes foul smelling) location. This Buddha vortex was strong, and by the next day, had extended the positive canopy eastward into Russia.
And on that next day we continued our trip in earnest, finding another vortex near a beautiful and smaller lake in the region around Augustow, about 30 kilometers from the Lithuania-BeloRus-Poland border. Thence we turned south, and found another vortex south of Bialystok, off in the woods by a field. Driving away, we were cheered on by sylphs.
Further south, northwest of Brest, where the Belorus border juts into Poland, we came across a type of vortex I had only seen a couple times earlier, the most notable northeast of the Kalahari in South Africa, about year ago. Most vortices come to the earth’s surface in a small area, and there are from one to a dozen or so points, usually within a circle of less than a 20 meter diameter, where they can be opened with TBs. But a few, like this one, can be opened over a larger area, perhaps a few kilometers in diameter, and here it not so necessary to find precise points. These can be sometimes misleading, until one recognizes their character, for one thinks they are in one place, and then another, and then another. This one ran along the ridge of some hills, and it at one place crossed the road, and so it was simple to reach and open. It has been my experience that the result of opening these, when they can be found, is greater than opening the more normal type. However in this case, we did not have the luxury to stay until the next day to confirm.
We had decided to visit the death camp in Lublin, if we could, and so drove in that general direction. At some point I became aware of a particularly strong vortex, quite a distance to the south, which turned out to be located in the suburbs north of Lublin, on a country road. It was not easy to navigate to that particular point, and when we finally arrived, it was nearly dark. Having done our work, and driving back towards the city, looking for quarters for the night, we found that must places were either filled, or too expensive. Finally we came to a sign indicating a hotel some distance off the main road, and so drove in to investigate. We (especially Merlina, who had been doing all the driving) were pretty weary by that time. A young man (of foreign, not Polish, appearance) showed us what they had. It was a suite, with one large room, a medium room, and a large bathroom. There were several large beds, a large eating table, and was furnished in luxury. Oh oh, I said to myself: this is surely not in our budget. But the price the man quoted, after he spoke with his boss, was 100 zlotys, or about 25 euros. Both of us felt something was fishy here, but we were willing to try most anything at that point, and so we paid our money and spent the night. We ate our usual cheese sandwiches in luxury and left next morning, without mishap, bound for the Lublin camp. Here again changed two negative lines through the grounds to positive – though in this place and time, we had to be more circumspect due to the many other visitors and a policeman patrolling the grounds. Both the Nazis and the Russians had used this camp, and there was considerable information and photographs illustrating what it had been like. Once again I will leave description of this place to Merlina.
In the afternoon we headed for Krakow, which Merlina told me was on one of the earth’s chakras. There was a strong vortex there, in a park on the outskirts of town, which we gifted, but after the work at Lublin, we (especially Merlina who was doing all the driving) were too tired to do much there. There was some religious celebration in the region, and we were fortunate to find a place to stay for the night in a town south west of Krakow.
Next day the positive canopy stretched as far as we could see in every direction, and for the remainder of my trip in Europe I never came out from beneath it. It now stretched into Russia on the east and into the Slovak and Czech Republics on the south. In late afternoon we passed back into Germany near Görlitz. That evening was Walpurgis Nacht, the night before May Day, when the witches are said to be out flying on their brooms. As we drove west through the countryside we saw many bon fires celebrating the occasion. Merlina wanted to visit the Harz mountains, a special area, early in the morning, so we drove late into the night, sleeping for a few hours on the way at rest stop by the side of the Autobahn.
Early in the morning we found a vortex on one of the Harz mountains, and opened it. The ground was quite rocky, and we had some difficulty burying the TBs. On the way back to the car, Merlina stopped by herself to speak to the tree spirits. When we met back at the car, she told me that an elf had approached her and spoken. Two things in particular he mentioned. One was that we should have been more thoughtful before gifting the vortex: that we should have explained to the spirits there what we were going to do before doing it. The other was that further into the Harz there was something which we should take care of.
Merlina suggested stopping first in a small town though which we drove to get a cup of coffee. But we could find no place suitable – it was as if we needed to do our business first (though I didn’t realize it at the time). Several kilometers out of the town I felt high up on one of the hills through which we were passing some of the most disgusting qi I have ever experienced. We found a place to park the car on the side of the road, ate a quick lunch, and then starting hiking up an old road in the general direction of the bad qi. We passed a huge rock quarry, finding an old road up around the back of it, and after hiking off-path through the woods some way, we came at length to the source of the qi. It was a mighty but unhappy spirit. Merlina told me afterwards that this spirit came from deep underground, that it was not supposed to be above ground, but that it had come up anyway due to some activity in the ground which had annoyed it.
We commenced by changing a negative line through the area positive, and then we began to address the spirit. After some time it left, perhaps back into the ground, the the qi of the area became sweet. I was lead to walk in a closed path, or circuit, around the area, and then help came, in the form of a very respectable strong positive spirit, or god, to cleanse things. For there were still many negative entities hanging about the area, perhaps having been attracted by the strong negative qi which had been prevalent before our arrival.
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Several days later my flight home was in two parts. The first from Frankfurt west, across Britain and Ireland, south of Iceland into Canada, and then south along the Atlantic seaboard into Washington DC. We flew out from under the canopy somewhat west of Ireland, and stayed out the remainder of that leg of the trip. The second part was from Washington DC more or less along a great circle to Seattle, passing just south of Minnesota, through South Dakota, Montana, and Idaho. The positive canopy became “visible” to the north in Minnesota and we passed under it about half-way through Montana, remaining under it the rest of the trip.
