Glastonbury Tuesday 4 June 2013
Got up with the sun. Still can't believe it rises just after 4 am... I don't really need my phone alarm - the light wakes me up way before the time set goes off. The brilliant sunshine forces me awake and I'm not sorry. It means so many more hours that I can cram into my day, so I don't miss a thing... Today is the day I meet up with my friend Jed who I have known for the past few years through a POD site called RedBubble. Most of the people I am meeting on my travels are people I met through this site years ago and formed such strong and beautiful friendships. It's such a joy to finally meet them in the flesh. The connections are so strong and so real that we all feel so very comfortable with each other, despite never having met in reality before. I am so blessed.
Mike took me to the train and I caught the tube to Vic Station where I found the overland trains and got on board. It was a slow and peaceful journey. My mobile is still out of working order. I must organise a travel sim tomorrow. Kriss, another RB friend, was to take me on a London tour tomorrow but due to kid commitments, he can't make it, so I've decided to take the day off tomorrow and rest. I am really running on all cylinders and being this age, I'm not really sure when I'll misfire :D
Jed met me at the station at it was like we had known each other all our lives. The day started with a laugh and that set the whole mood. It was a joy to spend time with my young friend. We drove for miles, got lost on the way home and laughed our selves silly. We also shared some deep moments of spiritual connection that were both profound and emotional. Glastonbury will do that to you...
The Abbey - oh my. The most magical experience of my life to date. I have never felt such power and peace in one place before. We spent a lot of time there. walking, talking, laying on the earth barefooted and open. It was bliss... Simply bliss...
And then the Tor. Steep rise from the earth, we set off from the village and went to the Chalice Well Cover on the way. This forms part of my big mandala 'The Truth' - and seeing it live and up close and touchable was, for me, another emotional journey.
We left the Well with water from it in our bottles and started the steep trek up the hill towards the Tor. I almost gave up. It was steep, my knees hurt so bad. The vertigo threatened to overwhelm me - but I persevered. Taking photos on the way helped. When we finally reached the top I was almost blown off the cliff by the sheer force of the wind so I collapsed on the grass to catch my breath, the Tor towering over me with some mystical benevolence. I felt protected. I felt safe. I also felt that the Tor was a gateway. That somehow, someway, one could cross between the worlds through that surreal opening. The peace and serenity surrounded me. I felt reverance for all living things - I felt connected to the Earth in the most profound way. The whole site resonated with power and song. I was spellbound.
Jed and I sat for a while looking out over the land. Not much was said. There's something to be said for being in the company of a friend with whom you don't need to talk with to know that you are heard. We played guitar. We sang. We shared some deep quiet spaces in between our conversations. Glastonbury blew me away. Again.
And so we wandered back to the car slowly. Got lost on the way out and I saw Bristol on the long way home. It didn't matter. I was where I was supposed to be, with whom I was supposed to be with. Life was perfectly aligned...