Lavaur Cathedral
Monument to yet another Cathar masacre

Back to our Summer travels….

Have you ever visited a place and instantly had a feeling of unease as if you’re not meant to be there? Well that’s what our grey, wet day visit to Lavaur did to me…not quite as dramatic as the doom and gloom of Albi, but off-putting nevertheless. The brick-built church at Lavaur had similarities to its big brother of Albi as it’s also brick built. And once again it’s built on an ancient well – source of life and power.

Sadly the largest Cathar execution by burning took place here in May 1211 when 400 people were murdered at the hands of Simon de Montfort and his troops. Nothing remains of the Chateau of Lavaur where Lady Giroda and her brother lived and were murdered. Now a memorial stone marks the spot.

Lavaur was a huge place of resistance throughout history including during WWII. It was a place where rich families from around the region sent their children to be schooled and to continue the Cathar way. For example George Deselves – who became Bishop of Chartres – was sent here at 18. He died of ‘flu’ when he was 35. It’s possible he was knocked off because of his commitment to bridging the religious divide and came from Cathar lineage. His mission was to build a bridge between religions – one of peace. It’s thought he was being groomed to be Pop until his mysterious death. Wealthy Cathar families often paid for their sons to minister here – why?

There are however glimpses of truth here and there is a mysterious connection with Margaret of Austria (who taught Anne Boleyn in Belgium), Henry VIII and Anne Boleyn. More to be uncovered here. Lavaur is a place of resurrection and endurance. Catharism did return here.

While important events in esoteric history have taken place here and it’s a special place for those with eyes to see…I just couldn’t shake the negativity for the entire time we were in town. The church was full of several images of feminine importance including a tiny statue of MM hidden away in the corner of a chapel. We had to climb over dumped pews to see her. Perhaps the fact that important historical facts and figures were being hidden away in plain sight is what annoyed me about this entire visit. That said, most of us seemed out of sorts here – a combination of low energy and bad weather!

Now I’m waiting for the day when a good news story about this place comes to light!


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