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22/04/2026

Today is St George’s Day in England, but who is Saint George, and where did he come from?

The story most people know is that St George was a knight in shining armour who saved his community by killing a dragon. But it is a much more ancient story than that, and it holds a much deeper spiritual meaning.

It is very similar to the story of Archangel Michael, who in many churches is also shown standing over a dragon. Yet if you really look closely, both St George and Archangel Michael are not killing the dragon. They are doing something far more meaningful.

They are bringing down consciousness from the divine. Through their lance or their sword, they are guiding that divine energy into the dragon, often through the mouth or onto the head. If you look at stained glass windows and ancient imagery, especially in the south west of England, you can see this clearly.

This links back to a much older tradition, a deeply rooted Celtic understanding that goes back to the earliest Christian settlements here, including the ancient wattle church said to have been built in 37 AD by Joseph of Arimathea and Mary Magdalene.

In this way, the dragon is not something to be feared or destroyed. The dragon represents the Earth energies, the ley lines, the serpent lines, the living currents that flow through the land. So what we are seeing is not a battle, but a transformation.

St George and Archangel Michael are taming the dragon. They are bringing the cosmic energies of love, light, and peace down into the Earth, feeding that energy into the dragon, into the land itself, into its consciousness and in many ways, this is what we are all doing.

We bring the divine light down through the crown, through the body, through the chakras, and into the Earth. Into the ley lines, into the deeper energies of the land, calming them, balancing them, and sharing that energy across the planet. So St George becomes more than a historical figure. He becomes a symbol of this living process.

And even the name George carries this meaning. It comes from ancient roots, from “Geo”, meaning the Earth, the land, and from old traditions where it can be understood as “man of the land.”

In that sense, St George is deeply connected to the ancient pagan traditions of Britain. He reflects the same spirit as the Green Man, the living face of nature, the spirit of the land itself. So perhaps it is no coincidence that St George became the patron saint of this land.

Because beneath the story of the knight and the dragon is something much older, something rooted in the Earth itself, a reminder that we are not here to conquer the land, but to work with it, to bring balance, and to live in harmony with its deeper energies.

So on this day, why not connect to the St George energy, the Green Man energy, and the Archangel Michael energy, and channel down that Christ consciousness into the Earth energies.

Visualise that golden light coming down through your crown, through your chakras, into the Earth chakra and into the Earth. Bring it down into the ley lines to calm them, to purify them, to connect you with that Earth energy, to become one with the Earth that we find ourselves on.

And really send that love, light, and peace out around the world, calming places of war, famine, discomfort, and unhappiness, and bring it into the hearts of all. That golden heart vibration that St George and Saint Michael represent, that sovereignty energy of love, light, and peace, bring it into the hearts of everybody around the planet.

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22/04/2026

The mystery of Glastonbury Abbey graves…

There is an ancient story hidden in the mists of Glastonbury Abbey. There is a sacred and secret story the monks have held for centuries.

The 9th-century Abbot St Dunstan wove a story. He made a brass plaque which he buried, stating that below it were the bodies of King Arthur and Queen Guinevere.

‘Here lies buried the glorious King Arthur and Guinevere, his second wife, in the Isle of Avalon.’

Many believe this to be a legend, and when the bodies were publicly dug up, the monks in the 12th century were accused of making up the story to raise funds to rebuild the Abbey. Before this, they were considered the holy of the holy, holding the most sacred land possibly in the world, because it was the land that the family of Christ, also considered God’s, had walked upon and built their church and settlement.

It has long been whispered, secretly amongst the monks privy to the information, that near the ancient southern gateway to the wattle church settlement, built by the family of Christ, Joseph of Arimathea and Mary Magdalene in 37 AD, there were graves of great importance. Quiet graves. Not marked for the world to see, but known to those who walked the deeper paths. Some have believed these resting places belonged to the original founders, held close to the very threshold of the old sacred ground.

Then, somewhere in the turning of the centuries, the story seemed to shift. Another layer was placed over the land. Names began to change. The whisper of this quietened, and in their place came the tale of King Arthur and Guinevere. A new story laid carefully over an older one, like a veil. Whether this was to protect something, or to redirect the eyes of the world, is something each person must feel for themselves.

In 1154, King Henry II travelled from Normandy to become the King of England. He made his way to Glastonbury Abbey and demanded that the monks and the abbot tell him where the bodies were buried, and we believe that he was looking for the bodies of King Arthur and Guinevere, because he was very connected to the Knights Templar. He brought the Knights Templar over from France and gave them land at ports up and down the country to control the trade. And the Knights Templar had taken on the story of King Arthur as their mythos, their creation myth. But the ground remained silent, even when pressed. The monks said that they had no idea what he was talking about. He was so angry, he burnt the whole place down.

It wasn’t until a year after Henry II passed away that something was revealed. Bones were brought into the light. A plaque spoke a name. A story was confirmed for those who needed certainty. But even then, the feeling remained that what was found was only part of something much older, much deeper. The bodies of a man and a woman were discovered laid out in a hollowed oak tree,which resembled a barge.

The bodies were moved, placed again beneath stone, beneath chapel, beneath prayer. The Lady Chapel, standing where an even older church once was, became a place of holding. A place of memory. It was called the chapel of Joseph of Arimathea, as if the older current still whispered there. And then, as so often happens in Glastonbury, the world above was shaken again. The Abbey fell. The structures were broken. But the land remained.

It is said that what was once held there did not stay. That it was carried, quietly, to another side of the Tor. Closer to the hill itself. Closer to the earth. Perhaps returned to a place that felt more fitting. Some say near the presence of the Mother. Some say simply back into the keeping of the land.

But nothing is ever fully confirmed here.

That is the way of Glastonbury.

Stories are not always meant to be solved. Some are meant to be walked with. To be felt in the body, rather than proven in the mind.

When you stand in the Abbey now, or walk the slopes of the Tor, there is a sense that beneath your feet are layers upon layers of memory. Some known. Some hidden. Some protected by time itself.

And perhaps that is how it is meant to be.

Not everything sacred is meant to be uncovered.

Some things are held… just beneath the surface… waiting for those who can listen rather than look.

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20/04/2026

Joseph of Arimathea, Mary Magdalene and the Cathars.

One of the cultures that we still carry a memory of today, a living echo from the 1100s, is said to have been set in motion by Mary Magdalene and Joseph of Arimathea as they travelled through the south of France.

In that culture, many of the old traditions of ‘The Way’ were kept alive. Quietly, simply, passed from one to another. But as with many things that hold truth and freedom, it did not sit comfortably with the powers of the time. And so that culture too was brought to an end through the force of the Roman Catholic Church.

From that same world came the Knights Templar, noble knights whose role was to protect pilgrims travelling from Europe to the Holy Land. They became powerful and wealthy, not only through protection, but through something quite new for that time. They created what we might now recognise as an early international banking system. Pilgrims could place their gold into an abbey in France, travel safely across the lands with nothing on them, and when they reached the temples, they would present a written note, an I owe you, and receive their funds again. A simple idea, but a powerful one. Along the way, artefacts connected to the story of Christ were also traded, adding another layer to the journey.

Within this story we also find the Cathars, deeply connected to these older streams. It is said that Mary Magdalene worked closely with their priestesses, sharing the culture and teachings of Yeshua, the way of Love, light and peace. And this current, this quiet current, continued for many centuries. Even now, that energy still feels present in the landscape, just as it does in Glastonbury, where so many people travel to reconnect with the teachings of Mary Magdalene, Joseph of Arimathea, and Yeshua.

Below is the Cathar Creed. A glimpse into that gentle, humble way. Not something to follow as a rule, but something to feel into.

The Cathar Creed

It has no membership, save those who know they belong.
It has no rivals because it is non competitive.
It has no ambition it seeks only to serve.
It knows no boundaries, for nationalisms are unloving.
It is not of itself because it seeks to enrich all groups and religions.
It acknowledges all great teachers of all the ages who have shown the truth of love.
Those who participate, practice the truth of love in all their being.
There is no walk of life or nationality that is a barrier.
Those who are, know.
It seeks not to teach, but to be, and by being, enriched.
It recognizes that the way we are may be the way of those around us because we are that way.
It recognizes the whole planet as a being of which we are a part.
It recognizes that the time has come for the supreme transmutation, the ultimate alchemical act of conscious change of the ego into a voluntary return to the whole.
It does not proclaim itself with a loud voice, but in the subtle realms of loving.
It salutes all those in the past who have blazoned the path, but have paid the price.
It admits no hierarchy or structure, for no one is greater than another.
Its members shall know each other by their deeds and being, and by their eyes and by no other outward sign, save the fraternal embrace.
Each one will dedicate their life to the silent loving of their neighbour and environment, and the planet, will carry out their task, however exalted or humble.
It recognizes the supremacy of the great idea, which may only be accomplished if the human race practices the supremacy of love.
It has no reward to offer, either here or in the hereafter, save that of the ineffable joy of being and loving.
Each shall seek to advance the cause of understanding, doing good by stealth and teaching only by example.
They shall heal their neighbour, their community, our planet and living beings in whatever form they take.
They shall know no fear and feel no shame and their witness shall prevail over all odds.
It has no secret, no arcanum, no initiation, save that of true understanding of the power of love and that, if we want it to be so, the world will change, but only if we change.
All who belong, belong they belong to the Church of Love.

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19/04/2026

Josef of Arimathea and the Holy Thorn Tree

One of the most special stories in Glastonbury regarding Josef of Arimathea is, of course, the Holy Thorn.

It is the story of Josef of Arimathea coming from the Holy Land with his family, carrying this staff that he had cut from the Holy Thorn tree in Jerusalem. Or rather, a stave, a freshly cut staff. In many artworks, especially the stained glass windows across the south west of England, you see him holding this staff, with leaves growing out from the top.

That in itself is a powerful symbol of new growth, regeneration, and the living Earth energies. In the Jewish tradition, and also in the Druid tradition, the staff represents an Earth energy symbol, a connection between sky and Earth. It brings the divine light down from the heavens into the Earth, and then back again from the Earth up into the realms of light.

We also have the staff of Moses, which turned into a serpent, again representing the Earth energies, the serpent lines, the ley lines. And so the leaves growing from the top of Josef’s staff show that energy rising from the Earth in regeneration.

This was the energy that he and the family of Christ brought from Old Jerusalem, a place that had become corrupted by the Roman Empire, where the Hebrew faith had become more patriarchal, more controlled. They brought that energy back to what they felt was part of their homeland, Britain, where they would reconnect with the old Celtic people, the Druids, who they were already deeply connected to through King Arviragus, and through their lineage going back into ancient times.

Josef of Arimathea had travelled here many times as a tin merchant, as his father had before him, and their family long before that. There has always been a link between Britain and Israel, never far from their consciousness, never far from their hearts.

So this act of Josef travelling with this staff, cut from the Holy Thorn in Jerusalem, escaping the persecution of the Roman Empire and the control of the religious powers of the time, and then planting that staff into the land of Glastonbury, Avalon, is deeply symbolic. It is the bringing of the energy of the Holy Land, of Old Jerusalem, into Glastonbury as a New Jerusalem.

It was planted for the future age, the Age of Aquarius, because they knew it would take around two thousand years for humanity to truly understand and accept the teachings of Christ, the teachings of love, light, and peace. They also knew that the forces of control would do all they could to distort those teachings, to suppress the feminine, and that Mary Magdalene would carry that living wisdom forward, supported by Josef of Arimathea.

The Holy Thorn itself carries this story in its very nature. Unlike the native hawthorn trees, it flowers not only in the spring, around Easter, but also in the winter, around the winter solstice. The winter flowering represents the birth of Christ, the solar energy returning in the darkest time. The spring flowering represents the death and resurrection.

All of this is symbolic, synchronistic. The beauty of the blossoms is there to open the hearts of man. That is what it has always been about. To open the heart.

Through this tree, we are connected back through those two thousand years, to the same lineage of trees that the family of Christ would have known, celebrated, and taken joy from. It is a living thread, a gift for us now to reconnect with.

It is said that if you plant this tree anywhere outside of Glastonbury, it will only flower in the spring, not at the winter solstice. I have not personally seen proof of this, but symbolically it speaks to the unique sanctity of the energy held here in Glastonbury as a New Jerusalem.

The tree also reflects the deeper story of Adam and Eve, the tree in the Garden of Eden, which itself is a symbolic story of a new beginning, a new age. Adam and Eve representing the divine masculine and the divine feminine, which is what this story is calling us back into now, as we enter the Age of Aquarius.

The tree represents the spine within the body. Adam as the inner divine masculine, Eve as the inner divine feminine. The branches and flowers reaching up into the heavens, like the energy rising through the body, connecting to the two hemispheres of the brain, left and right, reaching into the realms of light, and then returning back down through the roots, grounding into the Earth.

The story of the forbidden fruit can be seen as the pineal gland. When we connect to it, we access divine knowledge. This is the free will of humanity, the choice to live as divine beings, or to fall into the lower, animal instincts. It is the balance between higher and lower vibration.

When Adam and Eve turned toward those lower instincts, away from their divine nature, confusion entered. The angelic state became clouded by desire and attachment. And so we find ourselves walking this path again now, remembering, rebalancing.

So the symbol of the staff becoming the Holy Thorn tree is really Josef of Arimathea and the family of Christ bringing a new energy to humanity. An awakening. A reminder.

The blossoms reaching up into the light are calling us to rise, to connect to our ancestors, our lineage, our higher selves. Each flower a reflection of a different aspect of who we are, across time, across lifetimes, guiding us toward our highest consciousness.

And at the same time, the roots hold us firmly in the Earth. This is the balance. This is free will.

The tree is the symbol of that middle path.

So connect to it in your heart, in your body, in your spine, in your soul. Feel the balance of the masculine and feminine within you. See the blossoms rising into the light, and the roots deep in the Earth.

And through that, feel the presence of Josef of Arimathea, Mary Magdalene, Yeshua, and all those who carried this energy before us, still holding that frequency, still guiding us back into that state of love, light, and peace, through the living symbol of the Holy Thorn.

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17/04/2026

Was Josef of Arimathea connected to the Druids

From the very beginning of Josef of Arimathea’s life, he was part of a sacred stream of wisdom. His family were deeply connected to the Essene tradition, a lineage that had studied the mysteries of life, spirit, and the cosmos for generations beyond counting. These were not just teachings of religion, but of living in harmony with the Earth, the stars, and the divine presence within all things.

John the Baptist himself was known within these traditions, practising forms of baptism that feel very close to the ancient Celtic ways, working with water as a living force of purification and renewal. It is said he was a relative of Josef, and through him we can feel the bridge between these worlds, the Essene, the Hebrew, and the early druidic expressions of spirituality.

To me, the Essene path does not stand alone. It feels deeply connected to the older traditions of the Earth, reaching back into the time of Isis and Osiris. Osiris, the green man, the embodiment of the Earth, the life force that rises and falls with the seasons. Isis, the great mother, holding wisdom through times of great change. I often feel that her story carries echoes of the ancient peoples of our lands coming to terms with the ice ages, finding solace in a divine feminine presence that held them through that stillness and transformation.

Her influence can be traced across Europe. Even in places like Paris, once known as a people of Isis, where the island now holds Notre Dame, there was a much older sacred ground beneath the stone, a temple to Isis. These threads run quietly through time, connecting cultures and traditions in ways that are not always obvious, but can be felt.

Within the Celtic lands around the time of the family of Christ being in Britain, we also find figures like Queen Boudica of the Iceni. There are ideas that her name may have carried echoes of devotion, of “hail Isa,” a reverence that the Romans perhaps misunderstood. And Isa, as a sacred name, has long been associated with Christ in certain traditions. These are not rigid histories, but living stories, passed through spirit as much as through word. Isa was also one of Christs Sacred names.

The Christ family themselves were rooted in these deeper streams. Mary Magdalene, whose name carries the essence of her mother Mary of Magda, reflects an ancient priestess tradition. The Magdalene path holds the wisdom of the feminine, the vesica shape, the gateway of creation, the place where life emerges and spirit enters form.

When the family left the lands of Judea, escaping persecution, they journeyed first to the south of France. There, it is said, druid priests and priestesses were already waiting. These were people attuned to the stars, to cycles, to the great unfolding patterns of life, much like the Essenes themselves. There was a recognition, a meeting of understanding.

Mary Magdalene stepped into her role fully there, support by Joseph of Arimsthea, teaching the way of love, of light, of peace. Not as a new doctrine, but as a continuation of an ancient knowing that the druids themselves were ready to receive and expand upon. The druid tradition was never static. It was always growing, always deepening in awareness.

From there, the journey carried on to Britain, to these sacred isles. In Glastonbury, King Arviragus, a Celtic king, is said to have welcomed them. He too was connected to the stars, to the rhythms of the land, and he recognised something profound in what they carried. They did not call themselves Christians. They simply called it “The Way.”

And in that Way, there was no separation. Josef of Arimsthea, Mary Magdalene, and the family worked alongside people of many traditions. There was a weaving together, a quiet unity between Essene wisdom, druidic knowledge, and the emerging expression of what would later be called Christianity.

From this blending, traditions such as the Culdees began to emerge, holding both Celtic and early Christian paths as one. Not divided, not competing, but unified in their devotion to truth, to nature, and to the divine presence within all life.

When you step back and feel into it, it is less about separate histories and more about a single river of knowing, flowing through different lands, different names, and different peoples, but always carrying the same essence.

A remembrance of the Way.

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artwork by William Blake.

16/04/2026

The Arimathean bloodline

There is a thread that runs quietly beneath the surface of the Christ story… a thread not of isolated figures, but of family, of lineage, of lives woven together in ways far more intimate than we are usually told.

When you begin at the root, you find yourself in the House of David. This is not just a symbolic origin, but a royal and spiritual bloodline, one that carried both authority and expectation. From this line come the families that would give rise to the central figures of the story… and already, before anything has even begun, everything is connected.

From this same root emerge the lines that lead to Mary Josef of Arimathea’s auntie, to Elizabeth, the mother of John the Baptist and to the wider family structure that surrounds them. These are not distant relations. They are close. Interwoven. The kind of closeness where births, marriages, and destinies are shared across a tight-knit lineage.

Elizabeth, for instance, is not just a separate character who happens to give birth to John the Baptist. She stands within the same extended family as Mary The Mother of Christ. Which means John and Jesus are not simply spiritual counterparts… they are kin. Their missions begin to look less like coincidence and more like something prepared within a family line… two branches of the same tree, carrying a shared purpose.

Then there is Joseph of Arimathea… often spoken of simply as the earthly father, the quiet protector. But even here, the story deepens. Because Joseph is not outside of this lineage. He too is tied into the House of David, reinforcing the idea that this was not a random union, but one that fulfilled both bloodline and prophecy.

And surrounding them, you begin to see the wider family… brothers, sisters, relatives whose names flicker in and out of the story. James, often referred to as a brother of Jesus. Others whose presence is acknowledged but rarely explored. The moment you allow these figures to fully exist, the image of Christ standing alone begins to dissolve. In its place, you see a household, a community, a living family navigating extraordinary circumstances together.

And then, quietly but powerfully, Joseph of Arimathea enters.

Not as an outsider. Not as a distant benefactor. But as someone who appears deeply embedded within this same network. A man of means, yes… but also a man of lineage. His connection to the family suggests responsibility, guardianship, and perhaps even a role in preserving what could not be openly carried forward.

Which brings us, inevitably, to Mary Magdalene.

Because when you follow the thread of connection, she does not sit on the edge of the story. She moves toward the centre. Her presence aligns not just spiritually, but relationally. And in many traditions, she is seen not simply as a follower, but as a partner… someone whose role has been softened, simplified, perhaps even deliberately misunderstood.

If she stands within this web of family and lineage, then her significance changes entirely. She becomes part of the continuation, not just the witnessing.

And this is where the story becomes something else altogether.

Because when you look at it this way, the life of Christ is not just the story of one man bringing a message into the world. It is the story of a family carrying that message together. A network of individuals bound by blood, by purpose, by shared understanding… moving through history in a way that is both visible and hidden at the same time.

It suggests intention. Preparation. Continuity.

And perhaps this is why the story, as it has come down to us, feels both powerful and incomplete.

Because a single figure can be elevated, defined, even controlled within doctrine. But a living family, a lineage that continues, a network that extends beyond one lifetime… that is far more difficult to contain.

So what we are left with is a story that hints at something greater.

Connections that are acknowledged, but not fully explored. Relationships that are mentioned, but not deeply understood. A lineage that is present, but rarely allowed to take centre stage.

And yet, when you sit with it… when you allow all these threads to come together… something begins to feel whole again.

Not just a saviour.
But a family.

Not just a moment in history.
But a living continuum.

A story not of separation, but of connection… quietly waiting to be remembered.

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15/04/2026

Did Christ Travel to England with Josef of Arimathea?

This is a very interesting idea, one that has been debated a lot over the years.

There is even a local saying in a small village called Priddy near Glastonbury:
“As sure as Christ was in Priddy.”
Which really means “not sure at all.”

The belief is that Yeshua travelled with his great uncle, Josef of Arimathea, to Britain when Josef was travelling on trading journeys. Josef of Arimathea was known as a tin trader, but he was a lot more than a tin trader. He owned many mines, and his family, going back thousands of years through the lineage of King David and King Solomon, owned mines across the known world at that time.

It was not only tin that he worked with, but also gold, silver, and other precious metals. He would bring silk and spices over from the East to trade with the locals. Because of this, he spent a lot of time in Britain, and much of that time was spent with Arviragus, who was the local overlord. A very wealthy overlord who owned much land and even had his own army.

That is why, when the family of Christ needed somewhere to escape from Rome trying to remove them, Glastonbury and Somerset would have been an ideal place to return to.

It is also believed that Josef of Arimathea and his sister Anna, the grandmother of Christ, were born here, and that Mary, the mother, was also born in this land.

The story of Christ coming to Britain, I personally believe, did not happen physically. I feel it is more of a symbolic story, that his essence is very much anchored in the land.

On a more reality-based level, Josef of Arimathea had two sons. His eldest son would of course have been trained to continue the industry that had been passed down through the family. His eldest son was a very similar age to Yeshua and also had a very similar name, being called the Josephes. So it makes sense that there may have been confusion over time.

Josef of Arimathea’s other son was called Eli. Both Josephes and Eli spent most of their time in Israel. Sadly, it is believed that Josephes, being so close to Yeshua, after the crucifixion walked into the Sea of Galilee with his young son and took his own life and his son’s life as well.

There is much in this family that is unknown, because they were such a private family. They were also highly regarded as nobles in the Jewish tradition, so they kept their lives very sacred.

I do believe that the Christ energy is present in Glastonbury. Not by him coming there as a child, nor coming with Josef, but because of his family’s lineage. His grandmother and his mother both being connected to this land.

It is also believed that John the Baptist came from a more druidic lineage, as the druids had been baptising people for many thousands of years before it was taken on as a Christian tradition. John the Baptist is also believed by some to have been part of the Josef of Arimathea bloodline.

Christ is also very present in the lands of Glastonbury because Mary Magdalene, Josef of Arimathea, and others of the family are believed to have come there after the crucifixion. They were anchoring his knowledge and his teachings, channelling his voice from spirit.

So whether Christ ever physically came to Britain is something we may never truly know.

But his presence, in spirit, in lineage, and in the land… that is something many people feel very deeply.

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