I heard that Dion Fortune<\/p>\n
once sat above the spring<\/p>\n
in a tiny chalet<\/p>\n
and looking up did bring<\/p>\n
the magical experience<\/p>\n
she felt<\/p>\n
down to this earth<\/p>\n
and below her was the<\/p>\n
white spring<\/p>\n
and the feeling of great worth<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
the subterranean tunnels<\/p>\n
that were sunk into the soil<\/p>\n
and carried the precious water<\/p>\n
from the Tor in a snake like coil<\/p>\n
supposedly the underworld<\/p>\n
created a huge cave<\/p>\n
and in 1872 this place<\/p>\n
was built to save<\/p>\n
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some \u00a0natural caves were dug out<\/span><\/p>\n to improve the flow<\/p>\n and so this brick lined building<\/p>\n suddenly did grow<\/p>\n <\/p>\n the pump house and the reservoir<\/p>\n and assorted minor streams<\/p>\n follow nature’s wondrous course<\/p>\n and the chalice well too seems<\/p>\n to mingle somewhere underneath<\/p>\n the white spring for we see<\/p>\n some iron now in the water<\/p>\n and \u00a0so \u00a0possibly<\/p>\n the Well House Spring<\/p>\n are unique and as such \u00a0we know<\/p>\n feel the magic emanating<\/p>\n around that place<\/p>\n below<\/p>\n hear that rampant<\/p>\n water forced up and on its way<\/p>\n the Tor has borne such surges<\/p>\n and apparently does play<\/p>\n <\/p>\n a significant part in the origin<\/p>\n and the purity we know<\/p>\n 15,000 gallons per day<\/p>\n that they have to show<\/p>\n an average output constant<\/p>\n and a \u00a0pure and pleasant flow<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Avalon gave birth to what we know and feel<\/p>\n and share<\/p>\n a highly mineralised bounty<\/p>\n that is seemingly always there<\/p>\n torn out of the limestone<\/p>\n by the immense pressure build<\/p>\n and bubbling through the fissures<\/p>\n enough in fact to yield<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n a magical devotion<\/p>\n a creation of those who<\/p>\n have sat inside the reservoir<\/p>\n since 1872<\/p>\n and felt the amazing peacefulness<\/p>\n the profundity, the mind<\/p>\n the spirit and the images<\/p>\n that seemingly do find<\/p>\n <\/p>\n their way into one’s labyrinth<\/p>\n of cells inside one’s brain<\/p>\n the meditative conception<\/p>\n the all seeing eye again<\/p>\n relieves one of the \u00a0musing<\/p>\n in a metaphysical sense<\/p>\n the curved brick roof the candles<\/p>\n the altars, the suspense<\/p>\n <\/p>\n is shared by all who know<\/p>\n who come to work their rituals<\/p>\n or answer to the flow<\/p>\n the hollyhocks that generate<\/p>\n a paleness for the cause<\/p>\n sweep into the sky above the reservoir to pause<\/p>\n a while to tempt the honey bees<\/p>\n on their meanderings and<\/p>\n pull up the minerals from the source<\/p>\n to \u00a0permeate the land<\/p>\n <\/p>\n The Mendips share the fortune<\/p>\n the Chalice Well does too<\/p>\n the iron that leaches constant<\/p>\n and really soaks into<\/p>\n the water giving off a blood like quality<\/p>\n and hue<\/p>\n and both may come together<\/p>\n underneath the white spring too<\/p>\n <\/p>\n myriad courses follow<\/p>\n down they flush their way<\/p>\n through porous sandstone cave systems<\/p>\n sculpting as they play<\/p>\n host to rock and mineral<\/p>\n those subterranean souls<\/p>\n influence the mythic<\/p>\n the Avalonic poles<\/p>\n <\/p>\n an epiphany of sorts<\/p>\n is felt by those who wander by<\/p>\n who sit inside the dampness<\/p>\n or possibly those high<\/p>\n on mystery and \u00a0sanctity<\/p>\n who know the watery power<\/p>\n who feel the cleansing nature<\/p>\n absorbing it every hour<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Glastonbury steeped in legend<\/p>\n is clearly a dwelling place<\/p>\n for magic and for sorcery<\/p>\n which does now bear its face<\/p>\n the road that runs so close to<\/p>\n this calm white spring place<\/p>\n <\/p>\n along with this creation<\/span><\/p>\n of water from the ground<\/p>\n that is forever flowing<\/p>\n that is forever bound<\/p>\n <\/p>\n whatever happened once upon a time<\/p>\n the cafe’s \u00a0gone<\/p>\n and the surrounding aura<\/p>\n apparently is returning<\/p>\n for it shone<\/p>\n brightly once and will again<\/p>\n the sacred landscape where<\/p>\n Aradia’s gates are guarding<\/p>\n the value of all thats there<\/p>\n <\/p>\n I sat there on the altar<\/p>\n feeling an eminent force<\/p>\n the whole historical allegory<\/p>\n a really potent force<\/p>\n that whole great driving energy<\/p>\n and what is a \u00a0cavernous roar<\/p>\n and the flow of distant memories<\/p>\n that come down from the TOR<\/p>\n <\/p>\n in the mists of time<\/p>\n an understanding born out of those souls<\/p>\n who watched and worked the happenings<\/p>\n and understood their roles<\/p>\n many through the ages have come<\/p>\n and drunk and felt<\/p>\n the majesty of energy<\/p>\n that the goddess must have dealt<\/p>\n <\/p>\n the constancy of flowing<\/p>\n the ever knowing way<\/p>\n the coolness of the fathomable passages<\/p>\n that play<\/p>\n so much in \u00a0the meanderings<\/p>\n of \u00a0limestone encrusted rocks<\/p>\n of mosses and of lichens<\/p>\n and the coombes that fill the blocks<\/p>\n <\/p>\n behold the white spring sends forth<\/p>\n a cacophony for we<\/p>\n can taste the waters of the earth<\/p>\n and its sweet symphony<\/p>\n the music of the ancients<\/p>\n the sound of each by- gone age<\/p>\n the mineral rich deposits<\/p>\n and the musing of each sage<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n I was there with Claudia<\/p>\n the best friend that I know<\/p>\n who introduced me to all this<\/p>\n and I can feel that glow<\/p>\n of life of everything thats pure<\/p>\n in her I do confide<\/p>\n the white spring<\/p>\n how it just does bring\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n its magick down inside<\/p>\n <\/p>\n go there experience the depth and see for yourselves<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" I heard that Dion Fortune once sat above the spring in a tiny chalet and looking up did bring the magical experience she felt down to this earth and below her was the white spring and the feeling of great … Continue reading