Street of the vat

It owes its name with the vat established about 1550 on the current quay Voltaire and which was used for the XVIth century for transporting the the blocks of stone intended for construction of the palate of Tuileries, while crossing the Seine with the site of current Royal Pont. This one was built under Louis XIV with the site of the red bridge, built in 1632 by the Barbier financier.

Originally, the street was called main road of the Vat, then lane of the Vat and main street of the Vat. (Wikipédia)

With the n°140 of the street, a porch, that which leads to the vault of the miraculous virgin. Nothing lets appear outside which it passes in this place a number impressing visitors. After the porch, the entry of the vault, kept by Saint Michel. Normal, its opposite is present.

It is in this street that the virgin appeared to Sainte Catherine Labouré, in 1830. It is the origin of the creation of the miraculous medal, carried today by million catholics. Exhumed in 1933, its body was found perfectly preserved, and lie now in a coffin of glass in the vault.

Presence of a guard.

I must say that such a vault does not have anything first of all to attract me. I am naturally better in the construction much older, and more stripped.

But there, it is other thing. He releases from this place such an energy, which is not only the fact of the devotion of faithful.

The Lady is there, energy of the Ground-mother, generous feeder which opens its arms for all those which are present. Energy is soft but powerful, and for me there, to be returned several times, different according to the day or the state of mind.

Impossible for somebody of sensitive to the subtle worlds to pass beside this purifying bath. I believe that an important fault run in the basement of the street, of comparable nature that that which passes to Lourdes. the places of appearances of Mary are not established randomly…

In the same day, meets interesting. A character haï on a side, admired other. I leave with each one the care to be made a oppinion. Just a remark, it makes me think of somebody…

Guy Gilbert, the priest of the hooligans, and Jean-Marie Vianney, the priest of Ars…