We then went to the Goddess Temple, where we were able to find a little sanctuary from the high street. There are some really lovely shops there, with good books, items and other pagan goodies (I highly recommend the incense from The Goddess and Green Man – Mists of Avalon and the Golden Sickle are my favourite!). So we wandered around the town, looking in windows and finally visiting them when they opened. The next day we were up early – too early for anything to be open! Shops don’t open until after 10am (some of them opening when they feel like it) and the Goddess Temple was only open from 12 noon. We went back to the B&B (Pilgrim’s B&B – I highly recommend it) and with a visit from the resident cat we went to sleep, having a big day ahead of us. By the time we had settled in and eaten, it had already gone past 9pm and we were just too tired, and had to pass on that little excursion. It’s a powerful thing, going in and out of time, but also so wonderful: a reminder that time is not linear, exactly, but an ever ebbing and flowing tide.Īfter Avebury we headed to Glastonbury, where we had hoped to meet up with some friends and drum up on top of the Tor at sunset. Sitting on the ground, placing your hands upon the grass you could feel time shifting and slipping in and out of the present, looking up and seeing what Avebury would have looked like before the houses were built, before the village came. This is a special spot for me, as it really is a gateway into the past time moves differently in that circle. After we had completed our first circuit we went and spent some time by the Obelisk, in one of the two inner circles. We had lunch at the Lion (a fantastic pumpkin chili burger each) and then walked amongst the stones. As a Druid, I get inspired by the land around me and my home environment more than anything, but if you want to see outside the box so to speak, there’s nothing better than a pilgrimage to a spot that has great energy and peace.Īnd so, my friend and I piled into the car and drove down to Somerset, stopping off at Avebury on the way as she had never seen it before. I spent last weekend in Glastonbury, a beautiful little town where I always go a couple of times each year to refocus and recharge the old batteries on a spiritual pilgrimage.
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