Magenta brings us along on a witch’s journey to legendary Glastonbury, sharing with us the magic she experienced there. “Magenta’s Musings” will appear on the blog every two months, on the second week of the month.
In October, I went down to the magical
town of Glastonbury with four of my close friends, to celebrate my
and another girl’s birthdays.
I had been down to Glastonbury several
times over the years: the last time was about five years ago with
some of my American relatives, on a day’s excursion to see
Stonehenge, Avebury and Glastonbury.
The five of us set off on the Friday
afternoon and had a leisurely drive down. Our B&B in Glastonbury
had been recommended by another TABI Member (thank you Alison!) and
was absolutely wonderful. After settling into our rooms, we walked
into town to explore. Some of the girls had not been to Glastonbury,
so were very excited. We had a lovely meal in a café
and then a couple of drinks before walking home.
The Saturday morning was beautiful –
sunny, a tad cold and a bit windy – so we decided to go up the Tor,
which was just behind out B&B. Quite a steep climb, but very
enjoyable and we got talking to loads of other people either going up
or coming down! After spending some time at the top (the views are
stunning!) we made our way down and spent some time talking to a
lovely man and his three young girls – all of whom were fascinated
to be talking to some ‘real’ witches!
Our next stop was the Chalice Well
gardens, a most beautiful and serene place to walk round or just sit
and take in the atmosphere. Some of us washed our pentacles and other
necklaces in the spring water and I spent some time watching a young
blackbird having a bath in one of the waterfalls!
Opposite the Chalice Well gardens is
the White Spring, so called as the water from that spring is clear,
whereas the water from the Chalice Well is red. The waters do taste
different, too. The building that houses the White Spring is very
dark, powerful and mysterious. Being a little bit claustrophobic, it
took me some time to adjust to the energies, but it was worth it. Lit
only by candles and with water running in small drills over the
floor, it gives a very distinct feeling of being somewhere where the
powers of Nature are very strong.
In the afternoon, we wandered in and
out of all the shops in town. There was also a Faery Fair on at the
Town Hall, with lots of people dressed as fairies of course. We
managed a quick pit-stop for a cuppa and cake and met up with Alison
for a natter and well-earned rest.
The main High Street was also closed
for the afternoon and there was music by some Morris Dancers, dressed
as Zombies, who were very entertaining. Afterwards there was the
‘Zombie Walk’ where children and adults, dressed as Zombies,
Ghouls and Ghosts, walked through the crowds. A great time was had by
After doing some more shopping, we
headed back to the café
where we had been on Friday and again had a lovely meal. Sadly a lack
of energy got the better of us (we had walked miles!) so we went back
to the B & B for a nightcap. I had brought along a bottle of
sparkly wine (that had been my Mum’s favourite), so we sat and
toasted birthdays, my late Mum, and our wonderful time in
Our breakfast on the Sunday morning was
excellent again. We checked out very reluctantly, and only because
there were a couple of places we wanted to visit on the way back to
London. (The son of one of the girls runs a pub in Salisbury which is
haunted, which was one place we wanted to call into.)
We really had the most wonderful
weekend which was truly magical! The weather was kind to us, we met
some interesting people, and we are already talking of our next trip
to Glastonbury in the spring. I can’t wait!