Basically, I run away. I took the first bus that came and alighted at Holborn. I ate some fine sushi and decided to go to the National History Museum. On the way I came across and interesting bookstore, that belongs to the Swedenborg Society, on the window glass there was a notice with their upcoming events. I decided to take a notice of the Bloomsbury Festival Film Screening By Ourselves and An Evening of Dreams writer's discussion.
But I wanted to see the Crystal Skull. There was a documentary once this Summer on television, and since I really wished to meet with it in person too. To be honest I wanted it the first thing to do when I returned to London.
The legend of this skull attracted me, because many people said it has healing attributes and other paranormal phenomena. Like performing miracles. Legend says it was taken from the Ancient Mexicans, Mixtecs or even Mayas. Some people reported seeing future events or vibrant light when being at its presence.
What I recorded when standing just next to it:
Here I am, standing next to the Crystal Skull. I could not find it immediately by my intuition, means not sure it is what it is. How I feel next to it? I feel warmth, definitely. It is getting my messages. It has an aura, a warm one. I don't know what kind of knowledge is within it, but it is connected to life and death, flowers, spirit world. It gives me a good feeling.
I said goodbye to the skull and left the hall. Suddenly I thought about my dream with the scarab and ended up buying a necklace with a large scarab medal. Here it is.
I really like it, I'm wearing it since. This is how I would like to show a special tribute of respect and remembering of Eliot. It protects me. I asked for blessing of the Crystal Skull and the large Easter Island statue and made my way out fast.
I walked to my favourite part of London, Covent Garden. On Neal's Street and Monmouth Street there are two mystic shops, located very close to each other. In between, there is a little piece of earthy heaven, the Neal's Yard. I bought a crystal in one of the shops, a yellow Aventurine and checked cards in the other store. I noticed that it was a lot of young customers, it is nice to see this generation's interest in esoteric.
Neal's Yard changed again since, new shops opened and the old ones closed their gates. There was however a nice new vegan restaurant on the second floor, the Wild Food Cafe. I saw some interesting and colourful creatures sitting and chatting inside, but that just belongs to the atmosphere of this enchanted and bewitching yard.
I left Covent Garden and continued walking on Denmark Street. On the way, there was an open Parish Church that had a very nice incense smell however it was completely empty and a bit dark so I left shortly.
After walking through Denmark Street, I ended up in my beloved bookstore, the Foyles. When I came inside to my wonder the interior changed, they made a large and bright staircase in the middle and I don't remember if before, but now it had 5-6 floors to browse. Unfortunately, the Jazz Cafe closed but another opened on floor 5, next to a Japanese exhibition. (Uh, I forgot to check it out, that's a reason to return!)
I ordered Guinness Chocolate cake, a bottle of raspberry soda and soya latte. Everything was very pleasant in this little hidden oasis, as I enjoyed the ambience and the books with another 30 book loving artistic free spirits, some of them hiding behind their laptops, others just browsing their selected books from the store.
I went home quite late yesterday.
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