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THE GODDESS is alive in Glastonbury, visible for all to see in the shapes of the sacred landscape.

She is soft as the rounded hills of Her body and sweet as the apple blossom that grows in Her orchards.

Mother, Maiden, Crone

 

 Here Her love enfolds us every day and Her voice is always near, carried on the wind, whispering through the mists of Avalon.

Her Mysteries are as deep as the Cauldron She stirs, taking us down into Her depths and lifting us up to Her heights.

She is our Source, our Inspiration and our Love.