Green Lemons are Limes

At the rear of the apartment, I came across a brave family.

Diego, his wife Rosa (different Rosa to the one in the hotel, although I do think they were related) and their young son Pepe. They stood up for what they believed in. They were Anti-Franco and Anti-Fascist.

Diego built/dug the escape tunnel, which is now filled in and made into a feature wall.

The tunnel itself was not pleasant, I struggled for breath and really wanted it to cry. The energy was so thick and heavy in there. It was filled with fear and terror.  

A build-up of negative energy, with no escape.

There were also six spirits stuck in the space. Three women, two men & one child around 9 years old.Stuck because of what had happened to them there.

As they had tried to escape through the tunnel they had been cornered and were then shot. The bodies fell on top of each other and the boy, still alive but injured, was buried under the bodies.

There was no escape. They were scared, dying, left to rot.

Diego, Rosa and Pepe were among the dead.  

Diego clearly got the message across to me that he would do it all again. He was determined that what he was fighting for was right. 

The other two women and man felt cheated and wrongly accused. I kept hearing ‘We did not steal’.

They had been set up. Someone had informed on them and the Guardia had been waiting for them to enter the tunnel. As they did, the Guardia broke the silence with gunshots and then their laughing. They were drunk and just left them to die. They had no remorse. It was almost like a game to them.

At the other end of the tunnel in the apartment stood a priest who overlooked the shooting, and enjoyed the show! 

He liked seeing people suffer, the destruction, fear & pain.

He liked to tell people not to cross him because he was doing God’s work, but he wasn’t. He was only serving himself; He liked the control and power that the church offered him at that time.

The tunnel was much smaller back then. One end was only crawlable.

There was no air, it was difficult to breathe and then it was filled with pain and the smell of death.

The victims had been stuck in a twisted mess, unable to move on since their deaths in 1937.

This was a very important tunnel, it helped almost 100 people escape. They mainly fled the priest who controlled the Guardia, who were acting in the name of Fascism & later Franco, but he did it for his own kicks.

The tunnel was used between 1932 to 1937. 

The tunnel was used mainly before the Civil War, as people tried to escape what was looking inevitable.

All the spirits have been moved on.

All residual energy cleared, and the area was programmed to be happy, loving, comfortable and abundant.

I highly recommend trying El Palacete.
They also have a fantastic vegetarian/vegan restaurant ‘The Happy Herbivore’, the food is out of this world.
Take a look at the El Palacete website https://www.english.palacetedecuevas.com

In the vibrant town of Cuevas del Almanzora in the year 1900, there stood an exquisite shared house with a stunning crystal chandelier gracing its grand hallway. This shimmering masterpiece was a stark contrast to the darkness that enveloped the lives of its occupants.
The house was home to the Gómez family—Juan, the head of the household; Maria, his long-suffering wife; and their small daughter, Isabella, with dreams that seemed unreachable under the weight of her family's troubles.
The chandelier in the hallway was a dazzling sight to behold, its crystal prisms refracting the sunlight into a mesmerising dance of colours. It was the one source of beauty and light in their otherwise gloomy existence.
Juan Gómez was a violent man, his temper fuelled by alcohol and frustration. He worked long hours down the local mines, but his wages were barely enough to make ends meet. This dire financial situation gnawed at his pride and led to endless arguments with Maria.

Maria, once a vibrant and hopeful woman, had been worn down by years of abuse. Her once-bright eyes had dimmed, and she existed in a constant state of fear. She had watched helplessly as Juan's cruelty grew worse, his anger increasingly directed at Isabella.
Isabella, a delicate flower amidst the storm, had dreams of escaping her family's torment. She longed to be free from the violence that plagued her home and to pursue a life of her choosing. But her dreams seemed to grow more impossible with every year that passed, she was growing up in a world that offered few options to women like her. Would she be forced into prostitution like one of the other tenants in the house, Encarna?
Desperation had driven Encarna to make a heart-wrenching decision. She sought the help of a local madam who offered her a path to financial security. Reluctantly, Encarna had become trapped in a life of prostitution, her youthful innocence tarnished by the darkness of the town's underbelly.
The chandelier in the hallway, once a symbol of the house's opulence, now served as a cruel reminder of the light that had been extinguished in the lives of the occupants.
Years passed, and the chandelier remained a silent witness to the Gómez family's and Encarna’s suffering. 
Maria clung to the hope of a better future for her daughter.
One fateful day, a stranger came knocking at their door—a kind-hearted woman from a local women's shelter who had heard of their plight. With her support, all of the women living in the house (Encarna, Maria and Isabella) found the strength to break free from the chains that bound them to a life of despair.
The chandelier in the hallway continued to shine brilliantly, serving as a symbol of hope and resilience. It was a reminder that, even in the darkest of times, the human spirit could find a way to endure and overcome. Casting a ray of light onto the path of those who dared to seek a better life.

The next part of the apartment had a huge story to tell and included an escape tunnel. The tunnel was still visible when the property was renovated and had been made into the most wonderful feature wall.
You don’t want to miss the next El Palacete blog!

I highly recommend trying El Palacete.
They also have a fantastic vegetarian/vegan restaurant ‘The Happy Herbivore’, the food is out of this world.
Take a look at the El Palacete website https://www.english.palacetedecuevas.com

The entrance to the apartment was next door to the main hotel, the hotel was also above it.
This area made for a wonderful self-contained addition to the main hotel. It was bursting with character, was calm and had been lovingly renovated to the same high standard as the main hotel.
The energy was very different from the main hotel, it was full of sadness, violence, and desperation. The first time I saw it, I found it a difficult space to be in. It really needed space clearing and the results have been noticed by all that entered before and after. It’s like night and day!
So why was the energy so heavy in this particular area of the hotel? 
Not only was there residual energy but there were also stuck spirits, and not just one or two!

As I entered ready to space clear, it was very clear that this area had been spilt and rented out, some had a few rooms, some had just one.
I could see in my mind’s eye the most amazing light fitting in the communal hallway. At the time, this was the standout feature and my words could never do it justice to describe it. Sadly, it did not remain in the property and the owner has never seen it.
The energy of a women being dragged out of the building by her hair in around the 1930’s however did. She was angry and felt unjustly treated, wrongly accused of being a witch.

In the first area, a family lived in two rooms. It was around 1900. The energy was all residual but also uncomfortable. I saw a mother crying, rocking a little girl around four years old. They were huddled in a corner. Then the image of a man, Juan, appeared. He was a dark energy in life and had left that imprint on the property. He was violent. Pain and suffering were his legacy. 
He had caused his wife multiply miscarriages due to his violent nature. 

Further in to the apartment was a one room bedsit. The occupant had been a very depressed and lonely woman I got the name Encarna. She had been forced into prostitution just to stay alive. The pain and sadness in her space was huge. She did not work out of the room.

The rest of that part of the apartment was fear, sorrow and hiding again!

I cleared all the energy and have been back to make sure I hadn’t missed anything! 

The next part of the apartment had a huge story to tell and included an escape tunnel. The tunnel was still visible when the property was renovated and had been made into the most wonderful feature wall.
You don’t want to miss the next El Palacete blog!

I highly recommend trying El Palacete.
They also have a fantastic vegetarian/vegan restaurant ‘The Happy Herbivore’, the food is out of this world.
Take a look at the El Palacete website https://www.english.palacetedecuevas.com