beautiful. old. ancient.
then on our way to St. Johns Anglican church, we saw council workers on their way to putting up more decorations..
as we approached the church, trying to read the map.. a local came up to us and asked us if we needed help. she was a curator in the church where we were headed.. she told us stories of a Saxon church having been on the site , there are remains of the foundations under the present church & that there was a Joseph of Arimathea stained glass window on the eastern wall.. she told us to go into the church but unfortunately it was locked.
and of course, one cannot discover a labyrinth and not walk it.. as I walked I noticed little marking stones along the way.. on further inspection I saw that they were each a different pattern.. Bridget, Mary, Joseph of Arimathea and others.. so while walking the labyrinth, you are in the company of many.. what I notice here about 'religions'.. especially the Christian Church is that they are alot more accepting of pagan and Earth religions than at home.
this is where our self guided walk took us to a cafe and our walk terminated. we then decided to walk to the Chalice Well..
this is where legend says that Joseph of Arimathea came to wash the cup from the last supper, the Chalice, the Holy Grail.. and the water turned red. It flows from the Lion's head and is said to have healing properties. Everything it touches turns to red. so the legend says..
I collected some to take home. only a drop or two is needed in a glass of water at times of illness. I was told by a worker there to freeze it in small blocks and it will last longer.
Joe and I then parted ways so that I could spend some time alone here.. I went to the Shrine of Mary and lit a candle and sat in contemplation for a little while..
then more walking. a visit to the Abbey Barn then lunch.. and then a little more shopping where I bought myself a deck of Oracle cards.
later that night, I took myself of to a Angel meditation and healing group at a retreat centre. That was wonderful too. .. every night here there is some kind of spiritual group that one can go to if the desire takes you.. I am actually going to miss Glastonbury, it has felt alot like home for me..
The Chalice Well. a beautiful, serene, peaceful place. A place that I feel blessed to have been able to visit. I have a strong, strong past life connection to the times of Mary Magdalene, Jesus and Joseph of Arimathea.. and to be here, brought this to peace. finally. at last. it has been like a pilgrimage for me.
so that ends our time in Glastonbury.. for, today we head to Cornwall.. the final leg of my pilgrimage to my ancestral home.