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  • Longing for Avalon

    I’m craving Avalon. Over the last few weeks, the Glastonbury Longing has hit home. Don’t care about the shops, or the festivals – I’ve been pining for a windswept walk up the tor, stumbling through the faerie woodlands, blissing out in Chalice Well Gardens and meditating in the incense-scented Goddess Temple. Glastonbury tends to be […]

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