posted on May, 1 2014 @ 05:24 PM
I have to tell you about the ancient knife I found near Rhayader. It was dowsed as being 3,000 years old but I doubt that it was really that old. I
don't think there would be anything much left after all that time. It was a curved lump of rust in long undisturbed soil. The spade damaged it which
revealed what appeared to be an inlay of very fine gold wire. Most unusual if that was the case but it was only an impression from visual inspection,
I never had it properly looked at. Unfortunately a lady who had no idea what it was threw it on a North Devon tip many years ago.
I found it while digging a hole for an apple tree. The apple variety was 'Discovery'. Very apt. Where the handle had been there was just a faint
stain. At the end of the stain was a small nondescript quartz crystal which I wear around my neck in a leather pouch.
The location is a bit sensitive but if you go onto google maps and look for the lake called Llyn Gwyn about halfway between Llandrindod Wells and
Rhayader that's very near the site. A large light grey shadow passed beneath me when I was swimming in the middle of that lake one hot day. It didn't
take me long to get back to shore. I was told there were Roman remains beside the lake but I don't know if that's true.
Just over the hill towards Llandrindod was where I first saw a black leopard. A local farming lady was with me and drew my attention to it. Once I
began talking about it, other people who'd had less distinct sightings said "That must be what I saw".
Abbeycwmhir is not far from there. Weirdness abounds in Abbeycwmhir. I was told the monks used to walk to the summit of a hill there at dawn and they
did it for so long they wore out several paths.
I walked over to Abbeycwmhir one day. When I arrived I somehow missed the path to the Abbey. Looking down from the road I realised I was above the
Abbey so I cut across a field and approached from above. It was an astounding 'coincidence'. As the interior of the Abbey came into view I saw a
distinguished bearded and long haired man lift a sword in front of Llewellyn's memorial stone while several photographers took pictures. It was over
and done in that short time and they all filed out of the Abbey. I'm still awestruck by the timing, after that long walk to be there at exactly the
right time. I saw that man once again in deep conversation with Richard Booth and a local politician in the grounds of Hay Castle.
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