GLASTONBURY IN SOMERSET, ENGLAND
A FAVORITE PLACE OF MINE WHERE YOU CAN MEET SO MANY WONDERFUL PEOPLE.
This is not the first time I have been to Glastonbury and it most certainly wont be the last. We had booked our B and B with an old friend we had met at another friends healing week – end , many years ago now. Was she at home , and did she have a room for us that day.the phone rang and rang and eventually we made contact. The room got booked and off we set on our journey to Glastonbury.
It had been a spur of the moment idea, to up and go at that time. We had checked the weather and all seemed fine. We had not had a break since last year.
Stopping on the way for a cup of tea we eventually got to our journey’s end around seven in the evening. Just in time for evening meal.
At Jan Billings place at the bottom of the Tor, you get a warm greeting and a beautiful room full of colours and Jans own art work, inspired by her Glastonbury experiences. Jan is a wonderful artist and her daughter knits jewlery with fine wire. Sounds strange but you relly got to see it to believe it. Some of the most gorgous stuff I have seen for a long time. Very creative. They have their own shop down the street.
So here we were , almost ready to get some sleep in the house that was built on the land where the famous psychic and author Dion Fortune had lived and put the foundations of the Society of the Inner Light. A society that back in the 1940’s would most certainly been seen as very strange indeed.
Dion Fortune has many books on the paranormal and on pyschic abilities. She herself was a most sensitive lady and to this day, The Avalon Group meet at Hawkwood Colledge, Stroud in Gloucestershire. www.avalon-group.org for more information.
Here you will find the group practising regular meditation. Reading Arthurian and grail Ledgends. Studying the Tree of Life and Qabala, a map of the inner palnes of creation.
All interesting stuff.
At The Speaking Tree book shop I purchased my first two books written by Dion fortune and look forward to reading the words of this ledgend.
Back to the house built in the grounds of the famous lady, where I was about to spend my first night in Glastonbury for this year.
The trees outside banged on the window as the wind wipped up. The room was warm and my husband and i settled in for the night.
Sleep was not coming easy even though I was tired. I kept being diturbed by sounds above me and the banging of somthing that sounded like furniture being moved every hour or so through out the night. Was Dion about or was the house just creaking with the weather?
It was not until morning when I woke. I realised that I had managed some sleep eventually.
It is a self catering breakfast, that is all there ready for you to cook when you reach the kitchen on the first floor. Looking out over the Tor and surrounding fields and hills the window is a fabulous place to sit a while and enjoy this special space.
There was an air of mystery to the place but a comfortable air of welcome. I felt we had company as we ate our breakfast. A demure lady spirit sat in the room with us, for a while. In a 1920’s outfit.
Later I discovered my spirit lady looked remarkably like the photograph of Dion, that I saw on the cover of one of her books. So a discovery indeed. The place of her dwelling and some of her books that are still available today and bought by many with interest of her findings and work on the esoteric orders.
I for one have made this discovery. I did find it a little errie that the year I had found her was the same age as when she herslef had died, Dion had died at the age of 55. This year I had become 55. Just a strange fact.