Jaap Rameijer's Blog

The festival of Sarah. The festival of the gypsies. I went there with my American friends. The friends of the ‘sacred femininity.’ I dropped them in the middle of the village and then drove about 4 kilometers to the east, to park the car. It was full that day, mud full. It took me almost an hour to walk back to the center of the village.

Or the rocks of Brittany. The menhirs and standing stones of this beautiful, ancient land. There is even a book describing most of these stones, called “Au Pays des Megaliths.”

Let us start with one of my favorites. It’s called ‘La Roche aux Fées. The largest dolmen in France, so they say. Huge, magnificent, impressive. Surrounded by chestnut trees. Maybe it was in the past covered with land and grass like Newgrainge in Ireland. We don’t know. Then we drove to our B & B located in the magic forest of Broceliande.

As you can see I am back home again. Having some time to write. This will probably be the last newsletter of 2014. But then you just had four of them in a row.

This is about our trip to Bretagne. Where Franklin had to attend a seminar by Annie Sloan. The woman who is selling that wonderful, biological, magical paint all over the world, including in Joke’s and Franklin’s shop ‘Renaissance’ in Quillan.

It was good to travel together. For it was over 900 kilometers. And during the time that Franklin was studying paint, I was studying churches, cathedrals, Black Madonna’s, Notre Dame’s, magic places, menhirs and dolmens. You could say it was a MM & MM trip, a Mary Magdalene and Megalith Menhirs trip. So dear friends, please enjoy!