Hey folks,

Apologies for the radio silence but I was in the depths of the breathwork conference. Im out on the road now and am staying the night in a very quaint hotel in Glastonbury (My sense is that most english hotels are going to be quaint).

The breathwork conference was pretty awesome and intense as usual with an amazing array of international participants. It was being held in the rural landscape of Somerset close to a place called Minehead - the colours, flowers, trees, sheep and bumble bees were superb. Internet connections are pretty fickle here in the country so Im hoping to upload some photos soon but not sure when.

I spent today making my way from the conference to Glastonbury via taxi and bus. I climbed the Tor at Glastonbury which is a ruin of 1500 year old ruin placed on the top of a very tall treeless hill. You can see it from miles around and at the top you can see for miles as well. It was quite an effort to make it to the top and I sat on the grass a few times just to take it all in - the first stop I made I sat unknowingly in a patch of nettles - my arm is still stinging

Check out these flickr photos of the Tor.

The after effect of the breathwork sessions is usually pretty strong and the first few days are pretty odd trying to acclimatise to the “real world” so my experience at the Tor was not particularly striking and as it was Sunday there were quite a few people around which may have distracted from any great epiphany I may have had there.

After the Tor I walked to the Chalice Well which is a complete contrast to the power and starkness to the Tor. As soon as you step inside the gates of the peace garden it becomes quite apparent that you are in a sacred place. There is a softeness there that is instantly welcoming and invigorating. The well is a natural spring that was discovered centuries ago and the myth goes that its the place where Jesus’s blood rises from the Earth - the water is a rusty stained colour.

Sitting by the well itself felt like I was sitting in the breath of gaia - clear, calm and energising … and of course powerful beyond words.

Check out the picture of the Glastonbury Chalice Well.

Tomorrow Im off to hire the car and then go to Stonehenge, Avebury and perhaps Wells Cathedral. Im not quite sure where Ill stay the night but Im sure it will be quaint. Im really quite enjoying the freedom of this type of travel and feel that I might not spend as much time in England as I had thought. At the moment Im finding the towns a little claustrophobic - although the farm land is incredibly beautiful there is a sort of unease between the medieval castles, nineteenth century manners and twentieth century terraces. It may well be the effect of the breathwork and it might ease off in a little while but Im not attached to anything in particular so if this feeling continues I might head sooner for the wilds of the Scottish Highlands.

Missing you all and my girls especially ….