Reply #9: Many years ago I visited a beach in Ireland... [View All]

It was in Wicklow and called Barna.

At the time I was 22 and had met a couple of American guys on the boat going to Dublin from Liverpool. One had a car and we decided to see Dublin together and stayed in the same B&B.

One day we drove south (this was in a psychedelic painted VW bug with German license plates, LOL) and ended up on this beach. It was November and chilly, there were virtually no people on the beach. Plus, you had to scramble down these dunes to get down to the beach...which was one of the most beautiful strands I have ever been on in my life...even today.

But there was an aura on the beach. I can't explain it, but it was terribly sad. Suddenly I started crying because it affected me so damn much. Then...being 22 and with these guys, I started to feel damned embarrassed at bawling at nothing. But the guys were a bit teary-eyed too and said they felt it too.

Something horrible had happened on that beach and it was haunted by it. All three of us felt it.

On edit: There was a terrible sadness about that beach. Thus the aura that got to all of us. It was a remarkable experience.

I've been back to Ireland, but never to that beach.