I can’t talk about magic places without mentioning Mont Saint Michel. I believe that any thoughtful person who visits this place will agree with me that this is truly a spiritual and magic place. During our honeymoon trip to France last September, Paul and I made a special trek to the Normandy coast to see this ancient abbey for ourselves.
At dusk, modern day pilgrims gather on the causeway to watch the sun set (see the photo in my banner above). People are hushed and reverent. You can almost hear the whispers of pilgrims from long ago, walking the same path to enlightenment’s door.
Even the animals seem to be enchanted, as if they were playing parts in a Disney movie. I could swear they hear my urgent thoughts as I try to mentally guide them into the optimum position for a photograph. They gladly cooperate. A dove dips its head as if in prayer over a gravestone. A herd of sheep heads straight toward my camera, kicking up French dust, with the abbey rising from the landscape behind them. I feel transported in time.