Dolmens fulfill cherished wishes. Where to make wishes in Gelendzhik: a blitz tour of places of power How to make a wish on dolmens correctly
The glory of Gelendzhik is not only seaside resorts. Old-timers know many places where cherished dreams come true. Whether to believe in miracles or not is up to everyone to decide for themselves, but in any case, a walk along the picturesque paths of legends will become one of the most vivid memories of the holiday season.
What can magic do?
Before calling on unknown forces, it is worth understanding that no magic will do for us what we must do for ourselves. If you do not book a hotel room before leaving for the resort, the roof over your head will not materialize from space. So you will have to call hotels in Gelendzhik and solve other everyday problems on your own. Magic is in charge of global matters - fortune, health, the nuances of family relationships and the great secret of love.
Where wishes come true: top 5 places of power in Gelendzhik
What does a person need to be happy? Health, prosperity, a strong family and a little bit of luck. If the legends do not lie, then after a vacation in Gelendzhik life will become a full cup, but for this you need to visit five places of power.
Dolmen Valley in Kupriyanov Gorge in Olympus Park. Five megaliths, created in the image and likeness of ancient religious buildings, are not inferior in strength to real ones. Each megalith has its own specialization: local residents They will show you which dolmen you should turn to with requests for health, love, luck, fulfillment of desires and awakening of talents. Once inside the megalith, feel free to ask the spirits for help - they almost never refuse anyone.
Stone bowl with “living” water — business card Lake Aya. According to legend, a sip of spring water flowing into a bowl gives longevity. A few steps away, as expected, a spring with “dead” water is discovered. By bathing in it, you can get healing from chronic diseases.
Wish tree at the sources of the Bigussky waterfall. To improve financial affairs, you need to tie a red ribbon on a tree branch, and for good luck - a blue or green one.
Fountain of Lovers on the embankment. If you stand on a bronze globe level with a sculptural group depicting a young couple and throw a stone into the sea from there, you will soon find love. And if you already have a soulmate, the marriage will be faithful and happy.
And finally, for those who are not afraid to face fate, all that remains is to visit an authentic ancient Dolmen in Safari Park. After spending the night next to him, you can see your future in a dream or get an answer to an important question.
After mystical passions, you will probably want peace and comfort. Luxury hotel complexes will gladly open their doors to welcome a tired traveler. Comfortable 4-star hotels on the city map or on the popular portal Oktogo.ru regularly publish and update information about availability.
Visiting Gelendzhik and not seeing dolmens is the same as going to Egypt and not seeing the pyramids. After waiting for the end of the rain, which unexpectedly postponed the trip, I was able to negotiate with an experienced guide and researcher of these places... And finally I was able to see the dolmens with my own eyes.
Dogs love the central dolmen...
Dolmens - the place of power of the Zhane River (Gelendzhik)
As I wrote earlier (see material:) I managed to get to the area of the Zhane River in Gelendzhik, a place known for the Anastasievites (many call them a sect) and the presence of many dolmens.
Despite the fact that the day before it had been cold rain, and according to the weather forecast it had to go for three more days, on the day when we were supposed to be with our guide (Kosolapov Vladimir Vlasovich), the sun was shining brightly from the very morning... As if an unknown force had dispersed clouds, despite the opinion of the Roshydrometcenter...
Kosolapov Vladimir Vlasovich - famous explorer dolmens
The path to the dolmens lay through the forest and the shallow Zhane River itself 
Also in the village of Vozrozhdenie in this very valley of the Zhane River, in the forest and in the clearings, many tent campers hang out. Among them are Hare Krishnas, Shaivites, Anastasievites, hippies, etc. They live there quite peacefully and amicably... 
Oigi? 
And here is the central dolmen "Ecumenical". Our guide did not recommend climbing into the dolmen. Nevertheless, many climbed there with their children. 
They say dolmens make wishes come true. I don’t know - I haven’t checked :) I would like to listen to people who were there and their lives improved significantly.
In general, do you know why you can’t climb into dolmens?
I will tell you only the basic theory (without burial grounds and other things - otherwise the Anastasievites say they collect (scrape off) the inner part of the dolmen and make tea with it... Will there be much usefulness in the carrion? After all, people were buried there...). So, let's imagine that a person is a light bulb - and instead of 220 volts they will give more to the light bulb... What could happen? It will burn... And an unprepared person can go crazy. There is a story when they say that a young couple climbed into a dolmen and spent the night there. In the morning the girl spoke in poetry, just like the guy. Which started to look a little different...
There is another story - very similar to the truth, they say that a young couple with a baby came to the dolmens and left the baby (naked, which is interesting) to frolic nearby. Well, both parents (some idiots) climbed inside the dolmen... When they finally got out of the dolmen, it turned out that the baby was being gutted by a fox... They managed to save the guy - and he now lives in Gelendzhik...
The dog is crazy... They say they love energetic places... 
Right dolmen. Harmonies. In terms of energy, you can feel hidden strength and power. A little later, talking with the historian guide, I told him about my feelings.
At the same time, he said that the right and left dolmen are hard in energy, and the central dolmen studied goodness and warmth. And in general, it was pleasant to be next to him... Smiling, the guide replied that the side dolmens are of a male type, and the central one is of a female type:) It was clear that he was pleased with the coincidence of the sensations coming from the dolmens with the historical theory... 
The sun is certainly not the best for filming - but that’s how it is! 
Tomorrow I will try to finish part 2 about the dolmens of the Zhane River and a little later I will post part 3 - an interview with a historian who has studied dolmens all his life...
Update
Part 2.
This year, the Krasnodar Regional Youth Library named after I.F. Varabbas held a literary competition of mini-stories on the theme “Mysteries of the Kuban dolmens.” Ekaterina Zhigalkovskaya, a reader of the Staroderevyankovskaya library in our district, also took part in it. On these New Year's days, the results of the competition were summed up. A collection of the best creative works of young readers has arrived in our library. Krasnodar region. Among them is the work of Ekaterina Zhigalkovskaya. This is an interesting fantasy story, it is called “Dolmens - the embodiment of our desires.” We congratulate Katya on this event, wish her creative success in the literary field and that all her dreams made in New Year's Eve, have come true! And to all readers - happy reading!
Dolmens - the embodiment of our desires
“Dolmen – (from the Breton “tol”– table and “m en” – stone) – megalithic structure in the form of a large stone box covered with a flat slab. The weight of the top stone slab often reaches several tens of tons...” The guide said something else, but I didn’t listen very carefully.I breathed in the fresh forest air and admired the play of light on the surface of the river. White. For the first time in weeks, I felt great when I left the house. And nothing could spoil my high spirits. Having recently broken up with my girlfriend, I felt lost. Now this feeling has gone away, replaced by calm. Maybe the location influenced this? My trip to Adygea, Guzeripl, was spontaneous. One good friend, thrusting meticket in hand, grumbled: “The trip is tomorrow at eight, otherwise it’s completely wildl at home. Do not be late" And now I’m here, and I don’t regret it at all. Some woman of retirement age quietly crept up to me and asked:
– Aren’t you going to make a wish?
- Desire? – I asked again, not understanding what she was talking about.
- Well, yes , - she nodded towards the dolmen. -Did you listen?
“It seems so,” I hesitated slightly.
– You just touch and make a wish, and it will come will it definitely come true?
I couldn’t answer her and, gathering all my skepticism into a fist, headed towards the tourists who were already making their wishes, placing their hand on the stone.
Having bypassed the pandemonium and finally found more or less quiet place, I carefully touched the dolmen, which turned out to be warm to the touch.
So, what should I wish for? I would like a lot of things. But then I smiled sadly, I’m not a child and I don’t believe in these stupid fairy tales. Having changed my mind about making a wish, I sharply turned away from the stone that was beginning to irritate me, and met the gaze of that same old woman with a curious gaze. Sighing heavily, I once again turned to the stone. Well... why not? Closing my eyes, as in distant childhood, I wished for rain. Shower. A strong, refreshing downpour. By the way, it's summer now. Sweltering hot summer. And even here in the forest you could feel the heat. And the forecasts did not give any chance of a drop in temperature. And there would have been a lot of rain, by the way. This was my only desire at the moment.
Finally, we headed towards the parking lot where our bus was supposed to arrive. I glanced at the dolmen one last time and followed the others. We got there quite quickly and waited another thirty minutes, but the bus did not arrive. After an hour of waiting, the crowd became agitated and made a quiet noise, to me this rustling seemed like the sound of the surf, I was not worried, and I would like to stay here a little longer, away from the suffocating city.
The sun slowly descended to the horizon, and we all looked into the distance and waited. The bus didn't show up. Our guide called everyone he could, but something happened there, and he, with an extremely sour face, turned to us, explaining that we would not be going home today. It was decided to spend the night in the forest, on the edge, right next to that very dolmen. I don’t even remember who suggested it, but everyone agreed. I didn’t care as long as I could sleep, I was terribly tired. The procession moved in the opposite direction. The guide along the way exhausted all the jokes he knew. He felt awkward.
We arrived at sunset. Grasshoppers and some birds chirped quietly. Tired people found themselves in all directions. I chose a place away from all of them and, having a light snack, fell asleep...
Without opening my eyes, I realized that something was wrong here. The frightened whisper of the group finally brought me out of my half-asleep, forcing me to stand up sharply and carefully look around. People sat huddled close to each other, as if trying to hide from something terrible. This feeling came over me, but I pushed it away and asked:
– What actually happened?
“Okay, don’t panic,” raising my hands in a calming gesture, I examined our group more carefully. This is true. Male and female students plus one adult woman. I sighed heavily.
– He wouldn’t have gone to the city himself... Unlikely. Warn someone. Maybe he just got lost?
I shrugged helplessly. But this is nonsense. He probably knows this area. People listened to me attentively with hidden hope on their faces. But I couldn’t tell them anything other than my guesses.
“Okay, it’s worth looking for him anyway,” I said. We collected a few things and, after breakfast, went into the ill-fated forest.
He greeted us with coolness and sounds unique to the forest. The participants of this trip obeyed me unquestioningly. We stayed in the forest almost until the evening, unsuccessfully trying to find any traces of our guide’s presence. But having found nothing, we returned to the parking lot. People, depressed by an incomprehensible threat, sadly sat down on the grass. We have already tried to call. The missing person's cell phone was turned off.
So another day passed.
The next day was marked by a surprised female scream. I hastily stood up and turned towards the voice. One of the students, stunned, was holding a considerable wad of money in her hands. The rest were silent, and like me, staring at the green bills clutched in their hands, they tried to count the amount.
“I opened the bag, and they were there,” the girl justified herself. “I’ve never seen such money in my life, but here...” She awkwardly waved her hands and several pieces of paper swirled in the air. She eagerly picked them up and pressed them to her chest.
One more oddity. But this money can be used wisely. I already looked with interest at the unexpected money. The group also looked at them with predatory interest. I tried to dispel the obsession. What do we even think about in such a situation? The guide has disappeared, it’s some kind of forest, it’s not clear what to do, but there’s money here. Although I had one thought...
After an hour of wandering, we reached the village and the first unkempt-looking man admitted that he would take us to hell for that kind of money. Of course, we didn't give him everything. But it seems that what we gave him was enough for him. Tired of the strange trip and the unexpected ending, people fell asleep. I also quietly dozed off.
Finally, after a long bumpy ride on bumpy roads, we arrived at the hotel. The company called us and apologized lamely. The guide was never found. I greeted the morning with shocked screams. He went out into the living room hall. Not being particularly surprised, I looked at my neighbor, the only adult woman in our now former group. And a shiver ran through me. Since this woman was about fifty years old. But now she looked twenty. She looked at her young face in small mirror and touched him incredulously. Turning to me, she said the following phrase:
“I made a wish there, on the dolmen, to look younger.” I didn't think this would come true. A dazzling smile lit up her face. And I took a deep breath. That's it…
Two days have passed since then. The guide was found. He was in America. It turned out that he always wanted to get there, but the salary did not allow it. The phone was simply turned off, and he himself woke up in an unknown place, in some park. As far as I know, the company took him back and he continued to work as before. The rest of the participants in this excursion also had a lot of things happen, their wishes came true. A group of scientists went to the dolmen, but they achieved nothing. The dolmen no longer granted wishes.
I was walking home late in the evening. My T-shirt was soaked with sweat. A drop fell. Another one. I looked into the sky. Rainfall. It washed over my thoughts and body. It was extraordinarily good. Cold drops fell onto the hot asphalt. And I stood with my arms outstretched and looked at this blessing. This is my wish. It came true. I could have wished for anything, and my life would have changed. I was sad. I don’t know how long I stood there on the pavement, but when the rain passed, I saw a sky full of bright stars. I took a deep breath of the delicious air and, widening my eyes, looked at the beauty of the washed night sky...