Avebury in August - 2019

In August of 2019, I went on a fun day trip from Glastonbury to visit the Avebury Standing Stone Circle, this is a brief account of my experience with the Stones.

Before we enter the circle of large Standing Stones that make up the ancient ceremonial complex of Avebury, Yana guides us to ask permission and to introduce ourselves to the ancestors…

stopping like this to tune in and humble felt good, after a gentle dropping in, I am greeted by a soft yes and with excitement, I am pulled towards the first large stone.

First stone in the procession

Back side

I find a spot where my body lays into the stone

Belly meets ancient rock

my right hand reaches upwards

like laying with a lover

I receive this message:

“Turn the ancient stone

Make our world whole again

Rites made real in passion fires

turning, let the ancient world be known again”

After…. making our way along the line of

what feels like majestic sentinel sister stones

…it seems our whole group is in a trance, from the greetings, as if being reunited with old friends.

Berta has a particularly strong activation.

after much hugging of each stone, Yana leads us across the road that cuts thru Avebury

I can’t help but feel the big break in the energy flow from this road, of what other wise in accent times would have been a tremendous vortex. I don’t understand why they keep this road in place, it is so weird.

I reluctantly cross the road and leave the sister stones, and enter the field that holds part of the inner ring and the main ceremonial center.

Yana leads us toward where the “Om Phallus” stone in the center would have been, the ancient stone is now gone, and instead, a more modern stone made of Cement is placed. This center stone is made up of 4 Obelisks shaped stones, connected to a central pillar.

From a distance the energy is a bit heavy and I see a shadow pass over Bertas face as she approached the stone.

I can feel a big block in the vortex, that feels like something is placed  in the energy field to hold its flow back, I am unsure if  doing ceremony there is appropriate, but Yana is encouraging and we all seem willing, so I step in, the 4 of us circle around the central stone. Yana opens the circle and invites the ancestors to guide and show us the way.

As my bare feet start to connect with the flow of the energy in the land, the feeling of flow in the vortex starts to open.  Yana opens the circle and invokes the support of the ancestors, then I offer a Honoponopono prayer with the “Blue Bottle Love water to the stone, and pass the bottle around the circle that each sister can receive the water energy and work with it in the way they see fit.

Then Inma, invites us to join in, the Chakra mudras, connecting Wombs, Hearts and Crowns. Together we are doing the movements around the central vortex center of the circle, at first the energy still feels a bit wobbly, but suddenly we feel a group of women approach us and circle around us. Maybe 4 or 5 women. Suddenly the energy field is so solid, that something really starts to shift. Our eyes are closed but we feel their presence anchoring us.  As we finish the movements, they leave and Berta starts to open up the circle with song. We sing together, as  we clasp hands and begin to circle around the stone.

Now the vortex is humming and I am so relieved, after our dance,  the energy in the land feels so soft and so gently activated, that I am in awe at how simple it was. I feel the block in the vortex, is gone and I start to feel the larger “Ley” of the ceremonial land scape and am in complete awe….once we are done we thank the ancestors and depart.

We look around us and the day has completely changed, the sky is completely clear, and everything feels soft and enchanted. We wander off to connect with the other stones, take pictures, and visit the fairy trees…

It was gentleness that allowed each of us to open to the circle, and each have a very graceful and shared energetic experience in the stones. I will always remember the ease of working with these sisters in this way.

When visiting Avebury be prepared to be activated, mystified, and challenged. Ask permission to enter the stones, to work with the energies, and remember to introduce yourself. Don’t assume anything, instead softly listen and wait to be guided. And in this way, make conscious your willingness to cross the veil, into ceremonial space, leave behind your tourist mentality and invoke the sacred, in this way you can weave time, receive the medicine gifts that are meant for you, and also share your personal codes with the land through engaging your senses.

Touch, taste, smell, see, and listen with an open heart to the Land.

Avalon Sunrise

The Land and Everything Green Growing is speaking a Sacred Language of beauty to our Souls.

It’s Early and still dark outside, I hear my Spanish sisters stirring in the other room, and they are awake. Its time! I dress quickly, and with in minutes we are headed out the door.

There is a waning crescent Moon in the Eastern sky, a priestess moon. The morning is silent and as we begin to walk we fall into a kind of shared rhythm, of footsteps and silence, we can see the mists rising, in the town below and out on the planes.

The journey there, routed in our souls, we move quickly and in anticipation of what the dawn may have in store for us.

Across the fairy knoll with a view of the Tor in the distance, thru the small forest, along the lanes that make their way to the foot of the Tor, slowly it is getting lighter. My head begins to clear, from the walking and breathing, slowly, something is starting to soar inside me again.

As we get close to the base of the sacred mysterious hill that is the Tor, we begin to internally collect our thoughts and set our intentions. This is Berta & Inmas last day, and the third time they have done this walk, the first being at sunrise a few days ago when they first arrived.

And in this way we have pilgrimaged together, and there is a sacredness in this, that bonds us, in beauty and the land.

As we continue up the Tor, the rolling mist below, make a nice blanket across the land. There is a softness to the morning, and the rising sun is casting beautiful rays of light thru the veils. At the Top we take in the views, sit together and sing. There is this deep beauty in just knowing we belong to the heart of this place.

A Song Divined in Avalon

Holy Sacred Avalon

I stand upon this holy land,

and feel your Sacred lines

I call upon your guardians to remind

me

why I came here

For

Love Truth and Understanding

So I wake To face the dawn

And as I wander…

Like Rose petals spread before me

I read the codes and signs

With

Rose Hips crushed between my hands

I call my love back to me

Beckoning loves sweet deep

revelry

To remind me

why I came here

For…Love truth and understanding

Ohhhh Holy Sacred Avalon

My heart stretched like a canvas

That no one else can see

But I can hear

My heart songs buried in the Earth

Return to me

In Holy Sacred Avalon

Every tree, & rock, stone and flower

Is my home

In Holy Sacred Avalon

Standing on your shores, I kiss the land and beckon at your doors

Asking to remember

Why I came here

For Love truth and understanding

And In the early light of morning, I see

All your ancient memories, and stories woven in time

that Hold the things we had dreamed , our visions and our hope.

The seeds we had planted

And with the passing of the years,

continue to awaken the codes,

in those whom seek and walk the lines,

Where the Holy thorn was planted

to remind.

Why we came here

For Love truth and Understanding

And in the early dawn, I climb your Wearyall Hill

As a rainbow appears before me

Spreading across the land

And I remember why I came Here

for love truth and understanding.

May all your waters flow sweetly from where they bubble up

deep with in the earth as they flow back out to the ancient Sea.

Invoking Sacred Union, the blessings of this Earth.

I hold the visions clear, as I embrace the sacred plan.

A bird takes flight before me and crys her mournful songs

I reconcile the things that have caused confusion, fear &

and place a prayer upon my lips

to remind me

Of why I came here

Ohhhh…Holy…. Sacred… Avalon.

Every Tree, Rock and Stone, flower is my Home

In Holy Sacred Avalon

Forever you are in my Heart and Song.

Ohhhhhh, Holy… Sacred…. Avalon.

Remind me

Why I cam Here

For Love, Truth and Understanding.

I wander on…

Like Rose petals spread before me

I read the codes and signs

Rose Hips crushed between my hands

I call my love to me

And beckon loves sweet deep

revelry ,

on this Sacred Earth

I see….. rebirth,

as

We embrace

Love, Truth and Understanding.

Ohhhh, Holy, Sacred, Avalon

at Jospeh’s crypt, Glastonbury Abbey

a thought flow…2019

last day of Sept and the land of Avalon is wrapped in a grey cloud, I have retreated to the Abbey, which is almost deserted today. So it feels very peaceful and I have found myself seated at the alter, in Jospeh’s crypt.

I rest here in the holy sacredness, with its open ceiling and white washed stone.

Truely one of my favorite places on Earth. So now just to be here present, in the moment listening, feeling, aligning, and even singing and praying, for healing and for clarity. And it’s in this place, I soften into feeling the support of sacred Masculine energies, my mind trys to make sense of the archetypes and sensations, to reconcile my longings with the stories, and with the stirrings in my soul. I am reticent to claim anything, true… isn’t all of it a mystery. And yet it is in our ability to deepen our clairvoyant seeing through, the listening to clues and signs, and so in this holy place they show themselves to me Arimathea, and the young Yeshua, the circle of life breathing through time, I ponder at my belief, I decide to suspend disbelief and for a moment rest in this grace. And in this way I find new ways to rest in sacred Masculine presence, and also new ways to heal the timelines. It’s thru embracing love, into our very dna, that we find the capacity to go beyond the confusions of the mind, and find our consciousness uplifted onto new vistas, of experience and persception.

It is also a mater of the pilgrims devotion, deep unwavering, cosmic commited devotion to loving, serving and protecting, that which we perceive as the gateways to co -communion with the sacred world.

Every deity, every creation is a kind of Gateway and entree point. We can devote reverence to that energy, inside or outside of our selves, religion will tell you, you don’t have a choice. The feeble will cling to their beliefs like garments.

God/Goddess asks us to let go of our ridged assuming, and place our reverence our devotion in the hand of something greater, I call this energy pure grace.

And in this way I have come to love the forms and the formless, the places of power and sacredness, and the ordinary.

I wish only to polish this love inside me to shine like a beacon of grace, that others may find the glory that lives inside their own profound sovereignty.

In the name of the beloved we are one.

*** an aside, thinking about the ways that men, have entrusted me with their darkness, how they bring that energy to the mother, the sister, daughter, lover to be cleaned, how again and again I have had to completely open myself to love beyond my judgements and ideas of what I wanted the masculine to be, and instead consciously not choose blame, and instead open to truest loving what is in “him” no matter what darkness is shown to me. Sometimes this energetic feels to big a burden, I want him to carry me, to hold me, protect me, serve me, and open to my love. But… it is rarely that way, and ever deeper the invitation to me is for… me to evolve in my unconditional loving.

This unconditional loving space can be exquisitely held by the feminine, by Priestess, one whom carries the mother essence. This is not an energy that needs to be seen, or stand out. This is an energy that embraces the totality of the moment with her awareness, which creates the feels in which it all plays out. She is the nest, the Temple, the home, the sacred space in which we have the ability to transmute, fear, resentment and delusions back to love. If you are trying to be a Priestess , because you need recognition, that’s not the vibration that actually holds the space. Priestess is one who has shivered from sheer joy and sorrow and found her equilibrium in the shear commitment to devotion, Love, and a deep sense of place and embraced purpose.

This is the awareness that anchors love.

This is the wisdom that supports the field and expands our capacity to transmute, the past and begin a new!

Wearily Hill - December 2019

My Heart just leapt with renewed vision as I witnessed, the Crescent Moon and Venus on the horizon above Wearyall Hill , while the evening sky turned a soft lavender hue! Ahhhhh! Precious are my final moments in Avalon.

It’s in my final days remaining in Avalon that I am blessed to stay at my friend Robs Wildwood B&b, close to the foot of the ancient and sacred Wearily Hill.

Wearyall Hill is a long narrow ridge to the south west of Glastonbury. On the hill  the Holy Thorn, once stood. The original was said to have blossomed there from the staff of Joseph of Armithea.

And so I have had the opportunityto feel the sacred flow of the energies of the land from this perspective, to walk the hill and soften to allow its secrets to reveal to me.

It’s in my own brokenness I have found a deeper compassion for my own vulnerabilities and the human condition. I believe there is a tenderness in all of us that longs to make amends with the purpose of our life. When we see the ancient pathways things unravel for us, acting as a mirror for deeper revelation.

It’s in the simple presence of the ever changes energies of nature, and the seasons that we come to know ourselves. In this surreander and reception of the beauty of the natural world our place in things begin to make sense.

Our wounds carry us along in a kind of confused brokenness, until a time when we we become open to receive the grace that inherently wants to open up and show us a greater context and understanding of our life. And so it is I find my self on this pressipice before entering the new year. Broken open by the confusions of love, struggling to make since of a world that at times seems so polarized by light and dark.

As the Winter Soltice draws near, I am striving to honor the deeper story and context of my quest. This hill holds ancient and sacred revelations for each pilgrim, let your approach be soft, allow yourself to see beyond the illusions that you may grasp, the greater vision of what is possible for humanity. By accepting what is and what has been we find renewed vision for dreaming in the sacred into our lives.

Something greater then ourselves is pulling forward towards this union. Allow the pathways to open and in your humility the horizon becomes clear, blessed by your renewed vision and a fresh perspective of the apparent reality. Allow the phenomenons of this world to show you the simple truths , of earth and sun dancing in their sacred union, that is such an exquisite love song.

That we remember why we came here: for Love truth and understanding

and so it is.

Wearily Hill - December 2019

Visiting the White Spring on Winter Solstice

It was Winter Solstice in Avalon and very chilly, but I was warm inside having just been at an ecstatic dance. When I wandered out of the dance at Pendragon House….I felt pulled to go to the White Spring again and to the Tor…the sun was low and bright on the levels and lighting up the Tor.

When I got to the white spring, I felt to go in…the energy was really beautiful and strong in there, it was all lite up with candles, and people had placed roses all around inside….when I went in to the back where the water is pouring out of the earth, I was amazed to find the most beautiful black madonna shrine….

and there I was in the deep damp earth….feeling this womb place, standing with the mother, thinking how vaginal and transformative it was inside the white spring, and yet there was so much motion, such a beautiful light, such a perfect place to be held in the darkness, to think about what I am letting go of….to find my center to be cleaned by the water….and to feel the other people, to be in a space that was being held with reverence…to feel the goddess invoked…

and there is this Swan sculpture in there….so I am standing on the waters edge, of the main pool, next to a sculpture of a swan couple, and there are roses, and a beautiful small altar with offerings, and candles and incense burning, and I just feel the grail codes so deeply, and all the magic of Avalon, the deep tradition that is held, in some many ways…by each person that pilgrimages here and finds meaning solace and inspiration…

I felt free of judgment and duality, and in acceptance…

of “what is” …. no resistance…just content to be alone in my witnessing, happy to be receiving the codes of this sacred. place and feeling all that water and light & sounds of singing and sacredness.

I felt so grateful to how this sacred day of Winter Solstice was unraveling and what was opening up for me today.

Interested in Learning More about the White Spring, check out their lovely website: https://www.whitespring.org.uk

after I left the White Spring….

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In joy I walked up the Tor and spent time receiving the sunset, again surrounded by so many people doing the same thing, but today I felt grateful to feel the others close.

I felt accepting, and surrendered to our shared humanity……I felt introspective…..and so grateful for time in Avalon, which is quickly drawing to a close….I know this land lives in my soul now.

This Pilgrimage has deepened my commitment to serving myself, to loving myself, and building genuine self confidence …. Coming out of delusion and embracing the deepest most authentic parts of me….all of me………..we are all wounded and broken….with parts of our selves that are frozen in confusion.

Avalon is a rich mixture of so many elements……and a place where one is invited to reconcile our relationship with all the variant elements in ones self and in the world.

Some say that Avalon is the Planetary Heart Chakra of the planetary energy system… and in such a place I would expect nothing less then to be faced with the challenge of learning to love myself and the reflections in the world with equal part acceptance for what is…

for it is only from this place that we become tender hearted enough to be inspired into real change inside ourselves.

And so it is with an open heart and excitement that I rested in the deepest darkest night of the year...

allowing change to be what is, on this Sacred Earth Quest.

My final visit to the Chalice Well 2019

December 29th 2019

This afternoon, I felt called to visit the Chalice Well and Gardens, for one last time.

As I stepped thru the yew tree gateway, I was greeted by a beautiful opening in the clouds and a sudden burst of light over the levels in the distance.

Journeying further, a beautiful bench with a Chalice and a heart ♥️ caught my eye.

Drawing close to the place where the iron rich waters flow from a hillside thru a Yoni like water feature, I marvel at the mystery and sacredness of this place, I ask to receive womb healing and an activation of my memories, while I rest in the stillness and sanctuary of the sound of the waters as they flow thru the Gardens.

Next I stop at the Lion head fountain where the sacred red waters spring forth and one can stop and drink the water or collect some in a vessel for later.

Traveling further up the path, I feel drawn to the beautiful Madonna sculpture.

I marvel at how deeply the inner revelations and true Christ Consciousness can be received in this place, in a way that embraces all faiths and hold this sweet nurturing sacred nature sanctuary space.

My heart is brought closer to the mother!

I love that the Mother in all her forms and manifestations that bring Solace to the Pilgrim of Heart are honor in this Sacred Place.

Just taking a moment to remember my other visits to the Gardens, and what has happened in the past.

Who we think we are and what we discover along the way… when we are questing, is a very dynamic ever evolving experience.

It’s powerful to live in a world Chakra center, a place where so many people are drawn and it’s dynamic to be in England with a wisdom rose in the land, England holds a deep connection with the Other world, with so many portals and thin places too explore.

England has brought me to my knees, with gratitude and with longing.

When we pilgrimage here:

These sacred lands teach us and “our medicine” also informs the land, in this way we weave past with the present, complete cycles, and learn to be humbly human on this Sacred Earth once again.

If we dare to venture, if we look with open eyes and listen with a clear heart

We shall remember. The ways. and in this way past and present become one, and tender aspects of our soul return to us. This is a kind of divine union between pilgrim and place.