September 24. The shrine of Walsingham is not exactly on the ley line but I felt called to visit. It’s 2 hours north of Theberton well that’s with toilet stops 😎 .
I visited the abbey first and I felt enormous energy there especially from the arch that stands alone in the garden. It was the east window of the priory church and it sent my senses reeling. The whole place had a good feeling/energy except part of the woods where I felt the need to hurry. What magnificent ancient buildings we had in England. It was worth the long journey. My GPS decided that crossing from one road to the other was necessary through some small laneways which in Australia would be one way streets but here apparently two cars fight to traverse in opposite directions with ditches and small inlets for safety. 😎🤣🤣
I’m learning lots of courage. I went through Greater snoring and Lesser snoring today. The shrine of Our Lady of Walsingham dedicated to Mary, mother of Jesus is a holy place that many travel to, it’s a national centre for pilgrims of all faiths and none. It was visited by kings and queens for over 400 years. I felt quite at peace in there and tried to light a candle but ended up in a pickle and dowsed someone else’s candle. All ended well
but I felt so bad I put an extra donation in the box.
