a day in Glastonbury – part two.


I have been to Glastonbury more times than I can remember. We always go on high days and holidays for the special Pagan (AKA Green Party) ceremonies. The famous festival itself is about 3 miles away behind a hill so even from the top of the Tor you cannot see it in full. The state of awareness is high but I personally could not live there. I prefer the more mundane Midsomer Norton due to its links with Bristol, Bath, Frome, Wells, Shepton Mallet, the M5/M4 corridor, and of course Glastonbury itself.

In the summer, Glastonbury is populated by large numbers of European tourists but we don’t see that many Chinese and Japanese. They probably gets stuck in Stonehenge. There you pay £15.50 for getting transported in a coach to the circle of stones and you walk around it once or twice from about 20 m away. There’s a museum and cafe as well but I consider this questionable value for money and a step back to how it was before but then that’s probably just me being curmudgeonly. Having said that, the original services were not fit for purpose due to limited space.

Anyway, back to Glastonbury. There are many unemployed and poor people in this town but there are also many very interesting talented eccentric aware people. I am just going to take a few shots as I wander around. By the way, the Somerset Rural Life Museum has just re-opened but we did not have time to go in it today. The weather was fresh and sunny and we wanted to make the best of it. There was a goddess Festival at the town so all the ladies were dressed for the occasion.

a nice art installation with a nodding dog
a lady making an exquisite umbrella
the whole town is decorated in flowers
a maze in the churchyard
lovely flowers in the church porch
a border and a prayer wheel yes a real one in one of the shops opposite the church
amazing high end crystals. I think they were on sale at half price for about £2000
a very imaginative shopfront
real dried flowers inserted into a book. They are called succulents. They are sometimes known as water storage plants where some parts are more then normally thickened and fleshy,  for the purpose of retaining water in arid climates or soil conditions
A bargain – see text

From time to time, I see something with my name written on it. For months now I have been looking for a pair of really comfortable slippers but the problem was they still left my ankles themselves cold which required the addition of socks. here, in the market, were two Polish people selling me exactly what I wanted. At £10 a pair I could not resist. I was assured that all the materials used were genuine.  They seem to be wonderfully light, warm as toast without being stuffy and a perfect fit so I cannot wait for the winter to come to test them out.

goddess figure
one of the communal rooms in Goddess House
an altar in a meditation room
very interesting type of therapy
esoteric shopfront

As rain threatened we repaired to the King Arthur Pub. it opens at 3 PM during the week and within 10 minutes of the opening there were about 60 people in it. We had a chat with a woman whose husband had just finished 35 years in the city and was now going to semi-retire and find a job local to his home in Essex. They had bought a bottle of wine to celebrate and I wished them all the best of luck saying that it would take a few months for him to reconfigure his brain.

Whilst in the Goddess House which is situated in the appropriately named Magdalen Street I met a chap called Pete who was one of the therapists. I discussed with him the importance of simplicity and not being bound by the mind. It may be that both participants in a potential conversation or contact at the same inhibitory mechanisms about them so each thinks the other is unfriendly and maybe this is a boundary that we need to cross.

I was initially a bit nervous about going into a building obviously dedicated to women but the friendly lady welcome me and said that anyone was welcome to come and sit in the quiet and draw whatever it was they needed. This I will most certainly do on future occasions. By the way, it’s a great place to invite guests because Glastonbury High Street is unique so far as I know anywhere in the world but certainly in the UK. You need a fairly good stomach for esoteria and spirituality, if that is not mixing metaphors in a too ghastly way.

Anyway back home to see someone who is going to fit new flooring. A lovely day today but alas relentless rain and wind is forecast for tomorrow.



There is only one Glastonbury


Sunday 31 July 1664

Pepys was invited to a venison party, on returning home after a very jolly time did his accounts and found that he had never been so one of four which he praised God. A brief entry but a happy read. Click above.

some of the people sitting round the well

Chalice well in Glastonbury holds many sacred celebrations over the year. One of them was to celebrate fullness, the flowering of nature, the green earth. The ladies who run chalice well do a very good job of dealing with a disparate group of people who turn up, sit round a well, and want to be spiritually directed without it being too obvious. we were asked to take some deep breaths followed by an outflow of breath, place our hands over our heart and imagine the flame of the heart going well beyond the body to cover the earth. I did this and found an enormously peaceful effect was produced. I realised that my left brain was trying to make necessary things complicated when in fact visualisation is the simplest thing in the world. I thought I could imagine this broadcasting effect 24 /7. I wonder if I can program myself to make this a default mode.

I was standing on an upper level on my own during the ceremony when two ladies came and joined me one of whom was walking with a stick. at the end of the ceremony the officients invited us all to cuddle the person next to us. Now, I’m not the cuddly as person in the world but the two ladies who were standing next to me were up for it and opened their arms to cuddle me. One was a bit shy and just stood there in front of me waiting for me to have her and I was delighted to do so. I commented that it was such a shame that our brain or mine anyway tries to find complicated answers to problems when the methodologies are several, for example visualising. The ladies well understood what I said and one of them mentioned that the difficult challenge is to live in the present, ‘that is the biggie’.

From the spring, there is a small channel where people like to wash their feet and generally sit and contemplate. It is a shaded area which is delightfully cool in hot weather. Here are two pictures. In the first one the chap in the red jersey is sitting with his feet in the water and in the second one people are just relaxing after having had a bath we can say. Here is a movie of the water coming down from the spring.

this is a great place to just be but even then some people cannot relax and feel they have to keep to their schedule. This is not a way of getting the full benefit out of this sacred place, for as one person put it “the heart chakra of the universe”
general view of Chalice Well gardens looking south

I then wandered down to the main area and got myself a cheese roll. Absolutely everyone is in the social mood and I feel as I have said before that this is how the world should be. You should be able to go up to anyone and talk to them.

I am going to show you a lot of images of Glastonbury in season so to avoid making this page impossibly long I’m going to do a part two of the diary called, amazingly enough, a day in Glastonbury part two.