On my last day in Glastonbury. I decided to walk up Chalice Hill. I had been staying at an Essene Retreat B & B and the reading I was doing of the Essene teachings said the Graal/Chalice and the round table were both buried in Chalice Hill. My journeys in Glastonbury taught me that myths and legends have some basis in truth, especially if I want them to. My walk took me past buddhist prayer wheels at an ashram and finally onto the pathway leading up the hill. As I walked I spoke to the earth Goddess asking her to help me find a rock to take home. If there is a rock for me to take let me notice it. The earth is red in parts and the rock as well. There is a red spring which emerges out of the Glastonbury Tor which runs parallel to Chalice hill. I could feel the energy of this sacred place. The energy helped me keep climbing. The view from Chalice Hill is of the city below and of the magnificent Tor with its ancient tower dedicated to St. Michael the Archengel resting on the top. The Tor itself is a labyrinth and one can see that clearly from the view on Chalice Hill.
I love Glastonbury. Glastonbury asked me to know myself, to stay connected with the land and with love. That is what I took on my walk up the hill. Many people were walking up the Tor only 4 of us were walking up Chalice Hill. It is easy to stop and let others pass, my pilgrimage this day was inner as well as outer. The inner was saying goodbye to Glastonbury.
I realized that staying in a place I really loved for a longer period of time allowed me to see the shadow and light. The light was easy to see, I was a pilgrim, I was in love and it was fun. The shadow emerged in the later couple of days. The strong held beliefs and how they sometimes become truths that restrict. How was I doing that in myself I wondered. As I walked the hill I carried my last 6 days in a place I had been saying I would love to live in and realized to live in a wild, sometimes crazy, mystical and spiritual place I would need to open my heart and love all of it while not being attached to any of it. Ohhhhh I wonder how spirit would help me walk that path?
I walked up he hill, used my prayer beads to help me find the energetic centre where the Chalice and Round table were buried, stood on the centre and connected with the land and the possibility. I sat on the grass and connected with why I was here. The land was what brought me back to me. The Tor, Chalice Well, the Abbey, Wearyall Hill and Chalice Hill were Glastonbury, the Glastonbury I loved. The town with all it's shops and seekers of "something" was the more mercurial part of Glastonbury I could take in little bits. Glastonbury taught me what I love and need more of in my life, nature.
I decided to end my last day the same way I started my pilgrimage in Glastonbury at the Chalice Well.
By the time I entered this world peace garden I was roasting from my walk. The sweet lady in the gift shop suggested I cool my feet in the healing pool In King Arthur's Couryard. I put my feet in the cold water of the red spring that emerges from under the Tor and flows through the Lions head in the Chalice Well and down into the pool. It was wonderful, cold and wonderful. 
I breathed in the garden and Glastonbury. I was so thankful and felt very blessed. I had met the land, the earth goddess had shown me the most amazing rock to bring back filled with fossils and crystals and I had allowed myself to fulfill a dream to come and stay in Glastonbury for an extended period.
I also realized I was not saying goodbye to Glastonbury, it lived in my heart, lived in me. I feel that I don't really know what Glastonbury means to me and how wonderful that it will continue to reveal itself in time and in many magical, mystical, alchemical, earthy ways. Thanks Glastonbury I love you.
Now I am heading to a lovely little town called Compton Bassett in Wiltshire to house sit for two weeks. A place 5 miles from Avebury, also one of my favourite stone circles. I will be looking after chickens, goats and Diane. A quieter time a different pilgrimage. What a blessing, I did not know what I was going to do for my two unplanned two weeks. I did know I was needing to plant myself in one place quietly for a time and this wonderful opportunity presented itself from two generous mystical, beautiful new friends.
More to come.
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