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What holds us back from evolving, from healing, from leaping? Some insider insights of how we can work with quantum evolution to identify our stuck points and make those powerful shifts, even in our heaviest aspect…the body. Continue reading →
We are sweaty, we are angry, we don’t even know how we will get this thing through; logically, it doesn’t make sense…too big, yes a watermelon to be passed. So how do we know when we are ready to birth a new paradigm? The same way we always know… Continue reading →
Set sail from the shore. “Paint” in life what you feel from your depths, not your intellect. This will flutter and shape-shift; you’ll never catch up…but oh the journey, the heights, the joy. Scared? Oh yes. Feel that too.
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 →