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What can we learn from the dying stars of the previous era; those places that thrived without apparent rhyme or reason due to a particular mix in their qualities? There’s much to learn when we come to realise that certain places asserted a particular energy (first) and then humans came along and interpreted that energy through their actions, expressing them as what looks like human life, human decisions, human preoccupations, human mastery. So what made people settle in this swampy, mosquito-ridden place, for instance; what made them just so determined to be here that they exercised all their powers of ingenuity to build where there was almost nothing to build on, to keep innovating, starting over from scratch when the waters reclaimed all their efforts, learning from their mistakes in order to build a city that became an empire and a spiritual, cultural, commercial tour de force of the separation era? What can we take away from that, on the inside, once we come to understand that the global mind is a mirror-image of the human mind, with all the same bells and whistles? My experiences of 30 years visiting this extraordinary place thew up some answers for me earlier this month. Continue reading →
We are all absolute at the core of our cells; in that void of pure potential that has yet to take shape as the matter we more familiarly know as the substance of life. So, the more we wake up … Continue reading →
Repeatedly bumping into one or two people that you feel that you know and yet never saying a word to them (except with your eyes), knowing that they feel it too…these are the kind of clues to your own experience that present through the layers of Glastonbury. This along with so many signs and synchronicities that it is is quite possible to feel like you are entering a theme park dedicated to all of your own thematic threads, which gives it an air of detachment from everyday life that starts delivering as soon as you arrive. For this reason, I suspect, Avalon can only really be found through the portal of your own heart-journey, not somebody else’s route, so be prepared to give yourself up to this as fluidly as your timetable allows (preferably, having no such schedule). For my own part, I was struck by my choice of a week in October; an interesting choice, just before All Hallows and yet, I already suspected, going there when Somerset’s dark-pagan underbelly was closest to the surface was part of what was held in store for me…and it was.
Sharing an exceptional few days of pure alchemy working with the ancient landscape of Glastonbury…. (read on). Continue reading →