Naked

Naked

 

The Naked Truth

Being naked is a Glastonbury tradition and an easy and natural choice for any deodorant-free Glastafarian without clean clothes. It’s ideal both for strolling around the muddy Pilton Pop Festival  or just shopping for crystals around town. It’s also a very definite sign that someone is completely at ease with their body, having completely stripped away the patriarchal construct that nakedness always has to be in some way connected to sex.

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Reiki Killer

Reiki Killer

A Portrait of Bert Kwa

 

This article contains descriptions of Reiki and imagery that some may find disturbing.

In all the years since Reiki was rediscovered, it has only ever got really out of hands once, on that island energy hot-spot we all know as Hawaii.

Bert Kwa, the infamous Reiki Killer, was, up until recently, the only serial killer ever to have emerged out of Hawaii. A Wild Energy Embodier, Master of Multiple Modalities, he briefly held the mystical state of Reiki 4, coming into his power without training at the age of twenty three. Tragically, Reiki 4 chose to manifest in a sociopath, ill-suited to using such a precious gift for good. Continue reading “Reiki Killer”

Dowsing for Ley Lines

Dowsing for Ley Lines

Taking the Michael Line

First discovered by Alfred Watkins, a map, a pencil and a ruler, ley-lines started off as a very simple idea.

Alfred realised that if you drew a line on a map from a church, for example, to a high hill or stone circle, this would connect the two. Being that the shortest distance between two points is usually a straight line, he surmised that people might have travelled between those sticky-up landmarks in straight lines too, on what he called old straight tracks. Occasionally, three or four landmarks kind of roughly lined up, which proved Watkins theory to be true. Continue reading “Dowsing for Ley Lines”

The Miracle of Homeopathy

The Miracle of Homeopathy

Glastonbury’s favourite medical intervention and cure-all is, amazingly, a tiny sugar pill. You’re not allowed to touch them except with your mouth and mint kills the magic. They call it Homeopathy.

Traditional Homeopathy is based on the German premise that the less there is of something, the more potent it is. No-one knows why.  Continue reading “The Miracle of Homeopathy”

All Flesh is Grass- Veganism in Glastonbury

All Flesh is Grass- Veganism in Glastonbury

 

“You’re no better than Hitler, you lot. It’s not natural. Get a life. It’s people like you that cause all the wars. Vegetables scream when you pull them up so that makes you a murderer. Oh, poor little plant…

Have a burger, hur hur hur…“*

 

Vegans exist in a thin and exhausted scatter across society, occasionally clumping together in the more alternative towns across the country. They can sometimes be found trying to live together in car-free, oil-free, herbivorous, rule-filled communities or communing at a vegan festival stall, eating chocolate cake. Continue reading “All Flesh is Grass- Veganism in Glastonbury”

New Age Solutions for Age Old Problems

New Age Solutions for Age Old Problems

 

Five years ago, in Glastonbury, England, the famous author of  ‘Cooking Right for your Astrological Personality’, Margaret Newborn, gathered together a team of skilled dowsers, psychics, crystal workers and fellow astrologers, with the idea of using their skills to make a difference in the Third World.*

The group soon found a base in nearby Street, through Margaret’s connections with the local Shamanic outreach programme. It was there that they formed the Light-working, Iridology and Associated Resonances School. After months of deep work constructing their power cradle, they were officially invited by the Guild of Light Breath Workers to be an affiliated member of the Worldwide Association of Resonant Practitioners (Etheric Division). Registering as a charitable trust was from then on a straightforward process. Continue reading “New Age Solutions for Age Old Problems”

Avalon/Babylon

Avalon/Babylon

 

Glastonbury is rightly celebrated as the birthplace of English Christianity.
For just under two millennia, Christians have been arriving, first by boat, then by foot, horse, cart, train, car and bus, to worship in England’s New Jerusalem.

The first one arrived on a fine May morning in A.D. 63- the legendary Joseph of Arimathea. His quest was to plant a Crataegus monogyna cv. biflora on Wearyall Hill and bury a cup or two before leaving again. With those simple, solemn and yet slightly confusing gestures, he laid the foundations for Christianity in England. Continue reading “Avalon/Babylon”