A trip to Glastonbury has been foremost on my mind for some time and just last week it unfolded for me, but not nearly in the way I had planned. If you have been following my Journey Through Avalon at all you will know that I had every intention of filming the experiences of Glastonbury Tor, the Chalice Well Gardens and much more for the benefit of those who have yet to experience it in person. This place is deeply linked to Christian history, but in it resides a much more balanced story of the christ, one which has largely escaped our modern history books.
The night before going to Glastonbury I stocked up on cameras so that there was no way that I would be without. The batteries were charged, and in two cases there was plenty of room for photographs to be taken. My lovely psychic girlfriend had given me forewarning that I needed to do this as I seemed to be going through my own personal retrograde. In the morning before we left I checked and everything seemed to be looking hunky dory. I get to Glastonbury and it is a wholly different story. It quickly became apparent that there would be very little way of filming this event, all the cameras packed in on in me in one way or another. One of them due to an oversight, but two of them due to unexplained reasons. I managed to get a few shots of the gardens with one camera before it packed in. That day was not going to be a day for following my plan, I had to surrender to a more divine plan.
Our first port of call on the journey was the Chalice Well Gardens, a place of peace and serenity that has attracted meditators for nearly a century. That day it was neither peaceful or serene, in my own mind or on the physical landscape. It just so happens that at this time there are a number of construction projects taking place on site and the noise of bulldozers, diggers and construction workers filled the air. I could feel myself getting agitated more now. I had to find somewhere where I could reconnect to myself.
The stream at the Chalice Well Gardens flows unceasingly (I shall write about this location more in the next blog, this one seems to be more about my internal process). I was feeling disconnected, unhappy about the lack of working cameras, the heavy feeling that I was letting down people who were expecting to see the videos of that day. It was not until I sat by the Chalice Well itself (picture at left) that I found some peace, under the yew tree that towers over the well lid with its vesica pisces.
I could feel my frustration at the way things had unfolded but I heard the whisperings of a voice that were encouraging me to let it go. I tuned into the peace of the well, the noise and din of construction having seemingly faded at this time. As I connected into that peace I could feel the other feelings begin to dissipate. Sure, they wanted to cling on, but something about that place did not allow them to. In time I found a place of inner peace and that I had not suppressed any feelings, but merely felt them and allowed them to pass.
In short, I did manage to relieve myself of the burden of apparent failure. I chose to surrender to divine plan for that day and after this point I went on to have a magical experience at both the Gardens and the Tor. I even managed to get some footage taken with a lower resolution camera, but not nearly as much as I had hoped. I did manage to drink copious amounts of the high vibration water, something that I will write about more in the next blog. Needless to say I had very cleansing dreams that night which included the mother of all cleanses, a tsunami dream. Despite the noise and commotion of the outer world it is possible to find inner peace.
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