Glastonbury’s
Unexpected Dark Magic
Glastonbury has been described as
the ”Gateway to the Celtic Otherworld.” A sacred pagan, Christian, and Goddess site,
Glastonbury in Somerset, England, beckons modern-day pilgrims. Some seek Fairy,
hidden beneath the conical Glastonbury Tor. Others seek Avalon, the mist-shrouded
island realm where Morgan Le Fay brought the dying King Arthur after the Battle
of Camlann.
Glastonbury Tor, Somerset, England Source: Morguefile Photos |
Glastonbury, Avalon, and Arthurian legends play pivotal roles in
The Beltane Escape, Book One: The Two
Realms Trilogy, my upcoming Young Adult adventure fantasy novel. As an author and shaman, I journeyed
to Glastonbury to learn more about its mystical energy. I discovered
Glastonbury is rife with unexpected dark, and often hostile, magic.
The Vesica Pool at the Chalice Well & Gardens. Photo be Ariella Moon |
Appearances are Deceiving
Glastonbury Tor and the Chalice Well and Gardens at its base,
appear serene. The latter is considered a place of healing and peace, its
therapeutic pools fed by the Red Spring. Visitors hang prayer or tribute
ribbons on the trees in the gardens. By day, the grounds are a place
for reflection and meditation. By night, especially when the moon is full,
apparitions streak above the Chalice arbor. One night, a towering menacing energy
loomed at the top of the Little Saint Michael’s (one of two guesthouses in the
sanctuary) stairs. The next morning, an elderly female ghost woke me.
The White
Spring also flows near the Tor’s base, separated from the Chalice Well by a
fence and Well House Lane. In 1872, The Water Board built a reservoir over the beautiful
fairy valley. The spring remains, hidden, a gateway to the otherworld. By day,
chaotic energy appears like a flash mob near the spigot marking the White
Spring. I can only imagine what happens at night.
Past the White Spring, entrances to
Fairy can be seen low on the tree trunks. The Tor rises beyond them. Like most
pilgrims, I ascended the hill via the steep concrete path. Given to vertigo, I
was concerned about the lack of railing. Focused on safely reaching the top, I
barely noticed the narrow terraces half-hidden among the wild grasses. Inescapable,
however, was the strong energetic force that repeatedly tried to knock me off
the path.
Concrete Path and Stairs leading up Glastonbury Tor. Photo by: Adrian Pingstone |
The Magical Lesson
Shamanic training involves facing and
overcoming one’s fears. Shamans must “die the little death” so they can move
past their fears to help others. At the time, I perceived the force attempting
to knock me off the Tor as hostile. Only later did I realize it was trying to redirect
me onto the narrow terraces, which form a vertical spiral labyrinth—the correct
path for a shaman. The spirits of the place, like a GPS recalculating, must
have given me points for taking the path that forced me to face my fear. After
my first day on the Tor, my acrophobia disappeared.
The heroine in The Beltane Escape learns to be careful what she wishes for. My
quest to learn more about the mystical energies of Glastonbury provided a
similar lesson.
Copyright 2016 Ariella Moon
Ariella
Moon draws upon her experiences as a shaman to create magical Young Adult
fiction.
Coming soon: The Beltane Escape, Book One, The Two Realms Trilogy, a medieval fantasy adventure series.
Out now: The
Teen Wytche Saga, a series of sweet contemporary paranormal romances.
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