Avalon shattered me

Revelations from my time spent in Glastonbury, UK

The Tor

I’ve just returned from the most impactful trip of my life in the most challenging sense of the word. I spent two weeks in and around Glastonbury, England, the heart chakra of our planet, and came home completely changed.

Avalon is Glastonbury in it’s highest vibrational expression. I now understand how the two are entwined, with Glastonbury being the 3D physical manifestation of Avalon, a higher vibrational dimension that sits alongside the town.

5D vibrations are expressed in every part of this town in ways I’ve never experienced anywhere else on the planet.

At first words failed me to describe what I experienced there, but this morning, two days after returning to the US, knowings came rushing in.

The Chalice Well

Upon arriving in Glastonbury, I walked through the streets in complete awe, starstruck and bewildered, as if a spell was being cast before my eyes. I immediately fell in love with this place, where Divine Feminine energy is so strong (and completely normalized) and the Divine Masculine rises up to support her.

The White Spring waters hold the energy of the Divine Feminine.

The Red Spring waters hold the energy of the Divine Masculine.

But, it was also unsettling to witness the women of the town who so embodied Her. It made me feel lacking in so many ways. Not the way patriarchy makes you feel less-than, but the opposite; the ways that she was kept from me my whole life and all the parts of me that never had a chance to grow, expand and bloom as a woman. I was made so aware of what I had lost, though I never had it to begin with. The sadness is excruciating as I sit with this realization now.

There was a sacredness built into the fabric of life, a second nature so comfortable expressing the Divine in daily life. The privilege of having that navigation system built intuitively into every thought and action that was almost taken for granted if it wasn’t simultaneously so revered.

Then, the Beltane festival and ceremonies on May 1st showed clearly how the town comes together in communion around the Magic and Sacred. Their normal is so different from any ‘normal’ I’ve ever experienced, steeped in traditions thousands of years old around joyful Earth fertility and abundance and all the ways to experience this as a human.

A few characters from the Beltane parade.

The pure joy of being enmeshed in high vibrational expressions of the Earth Goddess on a daily basis burst from their hearts. Their gratitude and knowing of how lucky they were to be here now, in this place of Glastonbury, was palpable to me, the sensitive, highly empathic outsider. I’m sure they don’t even know how strongly they emanated this as they’ve had it their whole lives.

Deep longing welled up within me. I wanted to be one of them.

I came home with seeds of this energy planted in my energy fields, but no real way of knowing what to do with it. «Yet»

My first day back, I went outside in the dark wee hours of the morning to sit in my garden so I could feel close to that energy again. My trees and flowers still have a spark of this within them, a wise patient knowing of how different things could be here in my part of the world.

I wept among them and all they uphold but can’t truly express to it’s fullest loving glory.

Like me, they’ve been planted in a place that hasn’t fully kept the love alive. Like me, they sit quietly in despair, knowing life could be so much more, so rich with meaning, joy and vibrant color, so full of pleasure and peaceful communion.

This way wants to be born again on the entire planet.

I’ve been shown what that looks like in real time, grounded in human flesh. The knowing of it has left me shattered into a million pieces.

May the energy I now carry grow and spread into my life and to everyone I meet. May it scatter in the wind and plant seeds everywhere.

I want that life for all of us so very much.

Blessed be,

Kimberly