Hello everyone,
I realize this is a discussion began many years ago. Interestingly though, my experience that I’d like to ask about happened around 2007. I decided to go online and see whether anyone else has had a similar experience as I have had. I live in California now, but I used to live in Switzerland for 16 years.
In 2007 I was visiting Clendy, a small town on the southern end of Lake Neuchâtel, near Yverdon-les-Bain.
Europe has a long, rich history of places built along ley lines, and in Switzerland in particular, many ancient civilizations erected until medieval times, menhirs, tall stones erected alone, or in circles or rhomboid shapes. Most are in clearings in the way Stonehenge was in the UK. The Clendy Stones, as they're called in English, are in a clearing between the lake and the highway.
Frequently tour groups can be seen walking through them. Once a month at every full moon I'd gather my stones, meditation mat and candles, go the car and make the 2.5 hour drive from Basel, where I lived. I'd take everything to pray, clean and energize my stones and crystals under the moon, be there rain, shine or snow.
On one afternoon as I sat in meditation at the base of one of the menhirs, in came a tour group with a guide.
To this day I don't know what possessed me to get up and join them, yet there I was, walking with the single file of men and women getting a tour in English. What better way to learn what the locals think, right? As we all walked on the inside in line next to the menhirs of the rhomboid, I was hearing the guide speak of Roman times, Dolomites and several other topics I now do not remember, but as we were walking, all in the same instant I saw from of the corner of my left eye a flash of white light, heard a ZAP!, then realized I glimpsed a white electrical bolt about 3 inches long and 1/8" thick as it darted from the Menhir, striking my upper left arm! Imagine a white string of yarn, wiggly and almost straight, same width, but of light.
A man behind me, eyes wide and startled, saw it, as did another person near him.
It all happened in an instant, then gone, and the thing about it was, it was a loud snap as it struck my arm. I stood, holding the area with my other hand as people stared at me in awe, asking if was ok.
So...
Ancient menhirs, full moon, walking next to it on an innocently warm, June summer day.
I know they're Neolithic, erected some 6000+ years ago. Some are even carved into the shapes of people. If you've been to Carnac (France), they're similar.
Anyone have answers?
I've told this story many times over the past 13 years since it happened. I usually get responses like, "I've never heard of that before" or "Uhhh... Yeah. Ooooookay!"
As entertaining as it sounds, getting zapped from an ancient Menhir was not at all entertaining, at least not for me.