It is twenty years to the day since I and my two sons left Yorkshire and headed to Glastonbury. I think back and gaze upon all I have learned on my passage through our two decades in the West Country. I have been so blessed to have many teachers, companions and friends. My sons have grown into two beautiful men; one being a first-responder for Glastonbury's Fire and Rescue crew and the other, well the other I can't really say. Something about having signed the Official Secrets Act.
The photo below is of our Millennium Beltane after we had moved here in 1999. I don't quite know how I have managed to age forty years in those twenty but I am sagely advised it is 'something do with the wibbly-wobbly timey-wimey thing'. Apparently its effect allows us to live life more fuller here.
My experiences are as yours - filled with challenges, pain, joy, laughter and love.
The settings of our scenes might be different but along our journey together, we will discover similarities and shared experiences.
Adventure with me for a while, for it is in the Journey, we become One.
High Sierra Winter Solstice
Postcards from America (1)
God's Own Country
An Avalonian Anniversary
..'And did those feet?'
Glastonbury/Avalon of the Heart
Finding Colour in the Grey
Lessons from Morocco
Under African Skies
The Earth Mother
The Glastonbury Unity Candle goes to Knight's Enham