Stargates

How would I describe what I call an experience so intensely emotional, spiritual, transcendental and transensual involving all senses but also all thoughts and emotions? I think of Stargate, the program about traveling between two dimensions. Because we are talking about different dimensions, parallel worlds, a passage to another place.

Stargate moment .- Chartres Cathedral. The feeling is of ages, not heavy with them but benevolent , like an old coat of my grandmother's found at the darkest corner of the closet. Comforting, warm, somehow familiar, and expanding up the dark walls to the jeweled windows to shine iridescent blues, greens, reds, in an explosion of fantastic images. I try to absorb the air present, to take it in, all the feelings and thoughts of strangers who have been there before me, from everywhere in the world, and I feel the interconnectedness, the unity with all of them, and I breathe out all my love and joy for them. Breathe in all the essences, emotions, sorrows, and breathe out good will, joy and certainty of a future when we will meet again.

Stargate moment .- This time my stargate is Philippe, where the experience that started at the moment of singing is still around you like a bubble of love and music; my senses are all awakened by the sounds, the beauty and I see him, the young man-child responsible for this ethereal atmosphere. The magic in making us believe we are not really there but with him, wherever he brings us, to older times, to a mother's love for a child, for a romantic lost love, joys, sores, all emotions enchained and attuned to his voice. And then the man-child, playful at times, serious at others, determined, very sure of his judgements, very self-possessed yet sometimes shy at compliments, unerringly polite and sweet smelling warm cheeks, his gaze, direct, piercing, transparently looks into your soul. He sees you and he listens to you. I breathe him in, happy in the knowledge that for a moment we occupy the same -almost- space. Amazed at his poise and beauty. And I think of what a wonderful thing he does bringing us together and helping our spirits grow with the promise of a more beautiful place. He takes us there through his presence and voice. Stargate moment.

Stargate moment.- A dark small space under the apse of the Basilique de Santa Maria Maddalena in Vezely.This little chapel underground is the starting point of the Crusaders. Connects mystically to Santiago de Compostela and Stonehenge. It also began from a well where druids had rituals. Completely a Stargate! I could feel the times interposing one with the other, and the old one is so strong, its vibrations so clear, you can feel the thousands of feet on the worn stones. Maria Maddalena's clothes are there, it is said, adored as relics. For me it was the humanity of Mary, her sinner heart transformed by love, her own evolving spirit through the immense love for her Jesus. I felt understood in my human condition, my failures accepted and purified, and my love growing in a duet with her. My sins embraced and a generous loving acceptance. Magical!