“They shall call the people unto the mountain; there they shall
offer sacrifices of righteousness: for they shall suck of the
abundance of the seas, and of treasures hid in the sand.”
This mystery ‘called’ me what seems a lifetime ago, in 1982. Back
then, I was an innocent sophomore at a small, very southern Baptist
college in Nashville, Tennessee; the kind where dancing and chewing
bubble gum were forbidden.
I’ll never forget one particular bright and crisp fall morning.
There I sat, minding my own business in my sociology class.
Suddenly, my professor -- an ex-Marine and Bible-thumping former
Texas marshal --took a long sip of coffee, and without warning,
assigned us to do a book report. “Review a current book whose theme
would affect Christianity,” he said.
I answered the call like a wise-assed kid, and wrote a 44 page, John
Lennon-inspired ‘review’ based on the controversial bestseller Holy
Blood, Holy Grail.1 (It was that or a report on a book that solved
the puzzle of William Shakespeare’s identity and what’s really
hidden in the bard of Avon’s tomb.)
Boom! It was the end of innocence for me.
In 1982 John Lennon’s Imagine was the song for me. He asked us to
imagine a world without devisive religion. In their blasphemous work
Holy Blood, Holy Grail authors and BBC documentary-makers Michael Baigent,
Richard Leigh and Henry Lincoln asked us to imagine no
In gripping fashion they presented astonishing, supposedly
incontrovertible, evidence to support their heretical hypothesis
that the Crucifixion of Jesus was actually a cruci-fiction, a
carefully scripted drama!
After the Crucifixion, say legends, an alive and well Jesus traveled
to Egypt, India2 and
perhaps even America.3
Mary Magdalene traveled with Philip the Apostle and other early
Christians, and landed at Ratis, a place now called Les Saintes
Maries de la Mer, near Marseille, France.
According to the legends that spread through the grapevine of
Southern France, Mary Magdalene was a temple priestess of royal
lineage. The Midi and Languedoc regions were her ancestral lands.
Mary lived in retreat in Rennes le Chateau, then at St. Baume (Aix
en Provence) where she died (AD 63).5
The same authorities say that when Mary arrived in France she was
pregnant with Jesus’ child. As Mssrs. Baigent, Leigh and Lincoln
keenly observed, if one breaks the word sangraal, “holy grail,”
after the ‘g’ it renders the word as sang raal, which means
“Royal Blood” in Old French.6
From this perspective, the Holy Grail is not a simple carpenter’s
cup. It is the children of Jesus and Mary Magdalene, the royal
bloodline of Israel. The offspring of this royal bloodline spawned
the Merovingian dynasty that ruled France from 476 to 750 AD. For
those who subscribe to this belief, the search for the Holy Grail
ends in the royal houses of Europe.
The theory that Jesus survived the Crucifixion combined with the
notion that he had children formulate the core of the Grail heresy.
Though I’m not sure I was convinced of everything in Holy Blood,
Holy Grail – I later learned the author’s took poetic license with
one of their key facts – I was convinced that large portions of the
evidence they presented upheld this heresy. I was hooked. Rennes-le-Chateau
and the mysteries of Jesus and Mary Magdalene became a subject of a
now decades long fascination for me.
Rennes-le-Chateau is place of enormous intrigue. Simply, I have
found no other place like it on Earth. Tucked away in the shadows of
the snow-capped peaks of the Pyrenees in the rugged wine country of
Southern France, Rennes is one of the most mysterious parts of
France and all of Europe. The air of this place is vibrant with
Rennes-le-Chateau is approximately twenty-five miles ‘as the heron
flies’ from Carcassonne. The many natural and man-made landmarks
including castles, chateaus and mountains that form the backdrop for
this historic landscape, quickly mesmerized me as I travelled along
the Aude river valley road D118 through Limoux headed for Rennes to
investigate the Grail heresy.
A hundred years or so ago Napoleon Bonaparte ordered the narrow
straight away from Carcassonne built. He planted trees to shade his
troops as they sped along. The further one drives the more one sees
vibrant people of all ages fishing, hiking, climbing, canoeing, and
There’s only one word to describe the people of Southern France and
their home: it’s tres exhilarating!
LES POMMES BLEUES
“A city that is set on hill cannot be hid”.
Strong word of mouth (and the stir caused by Holy Blood, Holy Grail)
has served as the powerful undertow which causes 20,000 people to
make pilgrimages to Rennes each year, all seeking something of
immense personal meaning. Rennes is not on tourist maps. Many of
them arrive just as I had, wondering where the hell is the turn?!
Somewhere down the road was the turn-off to the mountain top
village. My only clue to its whereabouts was a sign for a restaurant
called “Les Pommes Bleues” and the help of locals.
Finally I entered the quaint town of Couiza, the village neighboring
Rennes. Amidst the bakeries, cafes and markets there isn’t a single
indication of a tourist information bureau. To make matters worse,
the local shop owners were scurrying around, closing for their
l-e-n-g-t-h-y lunch hour. The welfare of a wayward spiritual tourist
was not on their mind.
At times like this I wish I had learned to speak French, was
connected to a global satellite positioning system, or, and
especially, was in the company of mon amor, that scintillating,
French-speaking, blond woman I missed at the frozen yogurt shop back
in the USA.
As my thoughts drifted to the two of us dirty dancing to Bruce
Springsteen’s song In Gloria’s Eyes blaring on the car radio in a
parking lot on a hot, moonlit mid-summer’s eve…
Out of the blue a road sign that sat at the base to a steep mountain
road screamed “Blue Apples!” over the blasting music in my mind.
That’s the sign! I’m a true believer in two things: love and
miracles. To me, finding that inconspicuous and weathered wooden
sign was practically a miracle.
I put my rental car in neutral parallel to the sign and marveled at
its depiction of a hard guy-looking priest holding a light as if
revealing a long-held holy secret. Beside him, big as day, were the
holy words, ‘Les Pommes Bleues’: Blue Apples.
The priest is Berenger Sauniere, “the mystery priest of Rennes.” The
sign portrays him discovering a secret of immense value. We’ll
become acquainted with him and his secret momentarily.
I remembered the directions given to me by a colleague in the United
States. “Go left at the Blue Apples sign and straight on till Rennes-le-Chateau.”
The directions reminded me of those to Peter Pan’s Never Never Land,
which is second to the right and straight on till morning.
“Blue Apples” is the last line of a mysterious parchment that
appeared at Rennes at the turn of the twentieth century. Since
ancient times the apple has symbolized the science of immortality.
Like Eve’s apple of knowledge of the Garden of Eden.
But there’s no such thing as a blue apple, you say? Your’re right.
Like the blue rose it is an alchemical symbol for the impossible.7
At Rennes the French said forget about apples, we’ll symbolize this
secret knowledge by a cluster of our large, beautiful grapes, or
Actually, the French word pommes comes from op om, the
The English apple, says Webster’s Dictionary,9 also means eye, stone
or anything round. Rolling these definitions together reveals that
the Blue Apples can refer to the ‘Blue Eye of the Sun’. It could
also refer to ‘Blue Stones’.
I slid my car into gear and began the slow, serpentine crawl up the
steep mountain road to Rennes. The enchanted countryside spread out
before me reminded me of a fairy tale kingdom.
In the distance I could see the splendid ruins of Coustassa, a
Knights Templar castle. The Templar were formed in 1100 AD. Among
their earliest purposes was the recovery of the treasure hidden
within the tunnels under the Temple of Solomon.10 These ‘Knights of
Christ’ are also reputed to have guarded the secrets of Jesus.11 I
felt the Templar history as if it were alive all around me. Any
second I expected to see Templar knights on hard-charging big white
horses emerging from a hyper-reality wearing their trademark white
tunics with red crosses.
I continued to ascend the twisting pathway to Rennes. If taken at
great speed the turns could be stomach lurching. So, I crept along.
Legend and scientific proof hint humans have been hiking up this
hill and stashing the white-hot secrets of the ages here ever since
the Stone Age.
The Celts and Druids, followed in succession by the Visigoths,
Romans, Christians, Cathars, Knights Templar, Troubadours and Nazis
came and left.
Even the Egyptians are implicated in this mystery.
Billions of dollars in gold, priceless ancient documents, the
secrets of the gods, the bones of Jesus,12 the library of
are thought to be buried in these shifting sands.
Rennes-le-Chateau is a mystery wonderland because of the prospect of
these and other mysteries.
Illustrious men of genius such as Leonardo da Vinci, Isaac Newton,
and Jules Verne have come and left this stage sharing company with
such illustrious mystic titans as the 17th century painter Nicolas
Poussin, Voltaire, Richard Wagner and Claude Debussy.14 All came to Rennes seeking her light.
All left clues as to the real secret treasure of Rennes-le-Chateau:
the secret of the Blue Apples.
Where there are apples in myths there’s usually serpents or
The Celts called Eve’s paradise Avalon, or Apple-land, the land
across the western sea where heroes and gods fed on the apples of
immortality. The famous winged serpent or flying dragon that many
heroes of yore have sought to slay guarded these apples.
The power the secret Rennese conceals may explain why darkness does
a thriving business here, too. This tiny village has dark elements
of top secret U.S. military installations such as Area 51, Nevada;
Pine Gap, Australia; Los Alamos, New Mexico; Michael Air Force Base,
Utah; and the basement of the Vatican all rolled into one. The day
before I arrived three C-130 military aircraft circled Rennes for
three hours at 1,500 feet. What were they doing there? What were
they looking for?
Looming large over this terrain is lore thick with superstition,
thieves and even evil. If you believe half of this propaganda you
probably ought to be institutionalized.
On the other hand, if you believe and discover the other half of the
Rennes mystery lode, you might just join the immortals.
Certain religious and political authorities would prefer that
whatever esoteric tidbits are hidden at Rennes never see the light
of day. These authorities aggressively protect this desire. For once
the secret of Rennes is revealed, say the legends, it will wreak
hell on the existing world order. That is why this sandbox is
usually covered with deep (shark-infested) water, and why its
secret wisdom is so closely watched.
PARTING THE WATERS
Before further exploring the potential nature of this wisdom I’d
like to divert this stream of consciousness for a moment to discuss
one of its most important metaphors: water.
Water has always been a big word and a big mystery to me. Ever since
I was a kid growing up near Detroit, Michigan I have always loved
big mysteries. The incredible ability water has to conceal and
protect mysteries has always puzzled me.
My determined fascination with water started when my parents took me
and my (beautiful!) sisters to Bar Harbor, Maine for a vacation.
We arrived at night. In the morning, I could see our hotel room
overlooked the bay and the tall ships that had gathered for a Fourth
of July festival. I crouched in the sand bar outside our room
mesmerized by the shells and the assorted beach creatures. When we
returned that afternoon the tide had come in and covered everything
up! I was in shock. This was my first experience with the concept of
high tide and low tide, and with our planet’s interaction with the
When I was twelve, my dad owned an interest in a salvage company
that salvaged sunken ships on the Great Lakes of Michigan. On summer
weekends he’d cut me loose with his diving team of frog men and
former Navy SEALs searching for sunken galleons laden with treasure.
(That’s a bit romantic. Actually we hauled steel and copper ingots
off of sunken freighters).
These early water lessons would become immensely valuable to me when
I grew up. In my twenties I designed and produced subliminal
self-help audio tapes with disguised positive messages. The messages
were embedded beneath surface sounds so as to arouse and attract the
attention of the subconscious mind and allow them to sail past the
censorship of the conscious mind. The most effective sound for
disguising these messages, we learned, was the sound of ocean waves
gently crashing on a shore.
Later, when I became an investigative mythologist and began
exploring the deep waters of wisdom of esoteric mythology, I
encountered a similar concealment technique. I learned that ‘water’
was frequently used as a literary scarecrow device to protect
ancient mystic secrets (including those of Rennes-le-Chateau).
A good analogy of how this literary concealment process works is
revealed in the burial practices of the ancients.15 It was customary
to bury kings surrounded by their royal treasures in secret chambers
concealed below riverbeds.
The process begins with damming the river, diverting its course, and
then excavating and preparing the burial chamber. Then, with the
dead king and his treasures safely tucked away, the chamber would be
sealed, and the river released. In seconds a transparent wall of
water would protect the treasure for eternity. The only way to
recover the treasure would be to part the river once more. (That is,
unless a secret passage was built into the chamber.) The original
manuscripts of William Shakespeare were believed to have been
concealed in a similar underwater vault in the Wye River in
southeast Wales. Shakespeare himself -- or
Sir Francis Bacon --
wrote of a king buried beneath the River Soar in England.
Myths and stories conceal wisdom-bearing secrets in a similar manner
to the way the ancients buried their kings. Stories and myths act
like water to conceal and protect hidden secrets below. Most of the
biblical stories, for example, are merely the ‘water’ that covers
and protects hidden, esoteric truths that only the most determined
As Moses and Jesus knew, ‘stilling the waves’ or ‘parting’ or
‘walking upon’ the waters of myth enable us to cross over to get to
the other side -- the land of immortality.
These ‘waters of life’, the primal waters of cosmic energy, are the
waters of wisdom (the Holy Light) which separate the mortals from
the immortals. In seeking this Holy Light my goal is to cross the
real ‘Great Lake’ and join the great story-tellers on the other
I have made it my business to seek and understand ancient tales of
men (and women):
who crossed or poured out this water (as did the Sumerian goddess
who watched over these waters
(as did Osiris)
who sailed these waters (as did the Sumerian god E.A.)
who walked on this water (as did
Jesus and the Mayan Peacemaker Quetzalcoatl)
who parted this water (as did
Moses and Alexander the Great)
who were destroyed by this water
(as was Atlantis)
who were saved from drowning in this water (as was the Iroquois
who flew through this water in a
resurrection machine (like Elijah’s Whirlwind)
or bore through it via stargates or wormholes (which legends claim
the mysterious beings we’ll talk about momentarily did).
One thing I know, these ‘waters’ are the same as those which conceal
the mysteries at Rennes-le-Chateau. They are not necessarily those
you drink (although they may be). They are the living waters, the
waters of immortality prophesied to appear in our time by the
prophet Isaiah who said “the Earth shall be full of the knowledge of
the Lord, as the waters cover the sea.”
The person responsible for diverting these waters to Rennes was
Jesus and Mary Magdalene, his chief apostle and spiritual partner.
(Incidentally Mary’s name comes through the Latin mare, meaning
THE LIGHTNING ROD
In the Grail tradition, Mary emerges as a lightning rod of
brilliant, focused, religio-political thought and action who had
little resemblance to the diminutive and repentant prostitute
portrayed by the Church. She constantly questioned Jesus, as if she
were checking his work, and was the benefactor of his most advanced
and secretive scientific teachings concerning the universe.
One of the tenets of the Grail heresy holds that the marriage of
Jesus and Mary Magdalene was a dynastic union between a son of the
royal House of David, and a royal daughter of the Benjaminites, one
of the original twelve tribes of Jacob/Israel. Their union was
intended to solidify the political aspirations of these two
families. Mary and Jesus’ children (twin boys, one of whom became
St. John of the Light, or a girl named Sarah, depending up the
story) assured its future.
Upon his death, it is believed Jesus gave his personal possessions
and most secret oral teachings to his ‘apostle of the apostles’,
Mary Magdalene, who secreted them away to await the return of their
The exact nature of these secrets is unknown. However, the Knights
Templar may have provided a vital clue. The Languedoc region --which
stretches from Provence to the eastern Pyrenees and includes Rennes
--was home to the highest concentration of Knights Templar in
Europe. The ruins of their castles and commanderies haunt this land.
Many believe the secrets of Solomon’s Temple are to be found in the
In their book In Search of the Holy Grail and the Precious Blood,18
Ean and Deike Begg tell of the bizarre graffiti found in the chateau
at Domme, France, where Knights Templar were imprisoned after the
persecution by the Catholic Church in 1307. Here is found a
depiction of the Crucifixion that is slightly twisted from the
accepted Church version (or the Church version is twisted from the
original event). Joseph of Arimathea (Jesus’ wealthy uncle) is shown
catching precious droplets of Jesus’ (royal blue) blood (presumably
with the Holy Grail).
On Jesus’ left is a pregnant woman holding a wand or a rod.
According to the Gnostic legends, and early Christian art, Jesus possessed the Egyptian
ankh or Key of Life (Light). This
is both an advanced technology, a Rod of Miracles which once
belonged to Moses, and a spiritual teaching which enables one to
raise their spiritual bandwidth to master this technology.
The myths I accumulated in my book The Peacemaker and the Key of
Life 19 record that the Key of Life may be used to transfer souls
from one dimension to another, level mountains, control natural
phenomena, and for healing. In this work I will show it is also the
key piece to opening ancient stargates.
The Key of Life was also present at the Crucifixion of Jesus. We
know this because the Key of Life was made from a branch that grew
on the Tree of Life in the Garden of Eden.
According to medieval Christian legend, Adam was buried on Golgotha
(‘the Skull’).20 His son
Seth returned to the Garden of Eden to
retrieve a branch from the Tree of Life. He planted it on Golgotha
where it grew into Christ’s Cross, the Tree of Crucifixion. Before
the Flood Noah dug up the Tree for safekeeping in the Ark. After the
Flood, he buried Adam’s skull under Mount Cavalry, where Jesus was
The knowledge of the branch or Key of Life was handed down through
the line of Shem, son of Noah, from generation to generation, until
it reached Abraham, Jesus’ ancestor. Abraham’s great-grandson Joseph
brought it with him to Egypt where he rose to highest rank in the
Pharaoh’s court. There, the Key of Life remained among the treasures
of the Egyptian kings until it passed to the hands of Moses.
According to Exodus,21
after his conversation with God in the midst of the burning
Yahweh himself taught Moses to
‘make’ (a police term for ‘identify’) his Rod of Miracles
which was able to bring water (wisdom) out of (s)tone22
and part the waters of the Red Sea (the blood).23
After failing to properly glorify God the second time he struck the
rock, Moses was barred from the Promised Land.24 He planted the Rod
(and presumably the Grail Pillar) in the hills of Moab, near
Jerusalem. According to legend, after a massive search King David
retrieved it.25 His son Solomon installed it in the Temple of
Moses removing his sandals and striking or loosing water from a
Catacomb of St. Callixtus, Rome, fourth century.
What did David, a musician and poet, and Solomon, also a poet
discover and install in the Temple? Insight is found in the fact
that Moses was raised in the Pharaoh’s royal court26 and was,
therefore, likely trained in all the wisdom of the Egyptians.
Assuredly he would have known that the Key of Life was an Egyptian
technology most closely identified with Thoth, the ibis-headed god
Thoth (right) resurrects Osiris with the Key of Life.
Isis is receiving the breath of life from Ra and transferring it to
Horus via her breast. Standing before her, ankh or Key of Life in
hand, is Amon-Ra the Egyptian ‘Lord of Eternal Light’. Standing
behind her is Thoth. The second chapter of Genesis offers a similar
description of the Key in use: “And Yahweh, Elohim (Shining One),
fashioned the Adam of the clay of the soil;and He blew in his
nostril the breath of life, and the Adam turned into a living Soul.”
It is vital to note that following a strict genealogy, esoteric
Egyptologists believe Thoth reappeared in the form of an Egyptian
pharaoh named Akhenaton, who ruled Egypt from 1364-1347 BC. This
coincides with the time of Moses.
Akhenaton and his bride Nefertiti receive the Key of Life from the
Akhenaton was called the ‘Heretic King’ because he defied the power
of the establishment priests.27 He introduced a monotheistic Mystery
religion based upon the principles of light from a hidden Central
Sun that he called Aton, or simply ‘the Disk’. He is frequently
depicted receiving the Key of Life from Aton.
Aton is the root for Adon or “Lord,” a title later given to Jesus.
Later, though it is not widely known, the first Christians believed
Jesus acquired the Key of Life, using it to perform many of
Jesus uses the Key of Life or wand of miracles to raise Lazarus from
The early Christian belief that Jesus possessed this branch or wand
was profusely demonstrated in their characterizations of him found
in the catacombs of Rome with wand in hand performing miracles,
including turning water into wine and raising Lazarus from the dead.
It is quite apparent from the connection between these names and the
continuity of the depictions of Thoth, Akhenaton and Jesus above
that the secrets of Peace (the Grail/immortality) had something to
do with music (tones or keys).
It also suggests Jesus perpetuated the Egyptian teaching of not only
Moses, but also Thoth and Akhenaton.
Aton is a word play for a tone or a tune.
Interestingly, when, in the Bible, Zecharia prophesies that the Lord
will be carried into Jerusalem on an ass he uses the word ATHON, so
close to ATON. In Hebrew the male ass is called the hamor
(‘H-AMOR’), the she-ass ATHON.28 It would make a staggering
difference if the Hebrew scribes, fond as they were of word play,
used the word athon as a pun for Aton or a tone, the
Key of Life.
Was the Templar grafitti on the cave walls at Domme indicating that
Mary Magadalene brought the Key of Life to France? A cipher found at
Rennes says that Mary Magdalene holds ‘the Key Piece’. Is this the
Key of Peace or the Key of Life?
Is the Rod of God or the Key of Life of the Peacemaker at
We will begin to answer this question in the next chapter.