Czech Republic June 13th, 2024

Tuesday 25.6.2024

After the last heavy work in Poland, we started driving towards the Czech border, which we crossed as if without noticing. We finally got to stay in our van for the night, as we found a camper van site quite easily in the small village of Stramberk, about 50km from the border. It was lovely to settle in relatively early and have a short stroll before bedtime. The campsite was next to a small wooden church, but the church looked unused, and the door was locked, so we didn’t get to have our evening meditation there, although we had hoped to. Fortunately, we had a good night’s sleep at this campsite.

The first church we visited the next day was in Kelc. We have been asked how we choose the churches, where we go and what we actually do in them. We have found the biggest churches, which are important, based on their age. For hundreds of years, the location of the largest churches and cathedrals was usually chosen based on where the right energy connection was on the ley line. For example, still in the Middle Ages, churches were built on sites with holy places or places of worship known to the common people. In this way, the church wanted to overthrow pagan religions also through physical buildings. Of course, in the case of the largest cathedrals, the builders knew where the energies would be favorable so that, for example, the secret rituals of the inner circle would be as advantageous as possible, for instance, to increase power. Sacred knowledge was used for the wrong purposes, as it always was when they wanted to control the people through fear and intimidation.

For this journey, I have asked our team of Helpers in advance which cities we should visit. We have searched for the right church there to open a portal to and, if necessary, cleanse the church before we do so. On this journey, the portals have been connected to the energy of the Sacred Heart of the Master Jesus and the Golden Network. In doing so, we have combined the guidance brought by Jesus with the everyday work of cleansing, both aimed at love and peace between people on Earth.

For the other churches to be connected, we have only had to “spot” them along the way and listen to the guidance of the Helpers. It goes without saying that we cannot connect all the churches due to the long distances involved, so we must be careful when choosing churches. Of course, we do light work on the road, even if we are not on the spot. Work from a distance has been equally important, and many places have been connected by just a slight slowing down of the pace. We haven’t had a day where we haven’t worked, even in those moments when we’ve just sat in the car.

We have driven on smaller roads in the Czech Republic, and the scenery has been so beautiful. Cherry trees have lined the roadsides for tens of kilometers. Here, as in Poland, crosses and small chapels have also been along the roadsides to commemorate those who have died there. At almost every one of those places, a candle has been lit. In some of them, a motorbike helmet has told of the fate of the deceased.

Farther to the left, a mountain range watched us from behind a silent mist, and to the right, gently rolling and undulating fields of grain opened up. A few times, we passed a white poppy field, dazzling in its beauty.

The churches here were also beautiful, but unlike in Poland, they were closed almost without exception, and many looked as if they had not been visited in many years. Many of the doors were boarded up, and the windows were broken. They were sadly left to deteriorate in their own glory. Here, we did not find the same fire for God as in the neighboring country, where the churches were filled with devout people in the evenings. Is it because the war is so close to the Polish side, across the border, which has awakened people to pray and to seek contact with the source that could protect them?

During the day, we stopped in the small, idyllic village of Tovaco, where we explored the 400-year-old castle and its beautiful chapel on the outskirts of the town. We were given a private tour of the place, although we couldn’t find a common language. Friendliness and the desire to show us ancient beauty preceded language skills. The tour was refreshing and will probably remain the only purely historical tour on this trip. The visit was topped with coffee and ice cream at the café next to the castle, whose hostess could not have been more rude. Contrasting experiences of the people of the place we thus had.

After one more monastic site, Kostel Panny Marie, and connecting its large cathedral, we started heading across the border into Austria for the night. However, it did not go as planned as the village through which we were to cross the border was closed, driving us far off on a detour route. Finally, as it was late at night, and we were so tired from crossing this country, we took a hotel room near the border, as there were no more camping sites to be found. The place was not very comfortable, and it felt like being in prison, as the security and the complexity of getting settled in the hotel made it quite a long night. But tomorrow is another day, and our beloved Austria will finally be reached.

My next blog is about the scenery and atmosphere of Austria. Hugs to all.