This is a real faery story …
The Bright World of the Gods was gifted into my Dreamtime by the spirits of the land that inhabit the other dimensions permeating the Vale of Avalon, in Somerset, England. These spirits are known locally as the Gentle Folk, or the Fae, although you might know them better as faeries. So this is a real faery story from a benevolent Elder race whose role it is to guide the steps of humanity.
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Well, I often go into a shamanic trance to commune in the Otherworlds with the Gentle Folk, and to bring back their gifts, in the form of healing or guidance. I sometimes meet them in what’s known as The Glastonbury Zodiac – a huge 30-mile-round ring of earthworks that mirror the stars above the Somerset Levels, which is overlooked by the sentinel of Glastonbury Tor.
Once, when journeying in this way, to the east of the circle, I came upon the Faery Stone. This is a large, upright standing stone which is inscribed all over with glyphs that have become covered, over the aeons, with green moss.
The Faery Stone opened up to reveal a room. I went inside to look around, but it was empty.
Then three Gentle men arrived.
I began to try to explain who I was but I was stumbling over my words. Then one of the Gentle men just laughed and said, “Don’t worry, we know who you are.”
He showed me a poem, which was inscribed in a book that he was holding in his hand. I looked and there, in the second line of the second verse, was my name.
Ever since then the Gentle folk have inspired the dreams, journeys and visions of this humble wordsmith to help bring alive the magical landscape of Avalon and to pull the s-Word of Sovereignty from the Stone.
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The Bright World of the Gods is a real faery story for curling up with by the fire when the white frost of the Sugar Plum Faery is crackling the grass underfoot. It’s also perfect for dreaming with, on balmier days, under a gnarled old apple tree in an enchanted wood.
If you want to, you can just enjoy it as a helter-skelter, fairground ride of a romantic magical mystery tour. But for those looking for faery doorways into deeper cosmological teachings, all the keys are here, in the underlayers, and they also come with instructions on how to unlock them.
However, it is strongly advised that you don’t try to get your head around this book. Instead, just jump into it, and let its multi-layered, cosmological tale wrap itself around you. Because, despite the deep richness of its mythological and astrological content, The Bright World of the Gods is not a spiritual teaching for dusty old scholars in ivory towered libraries. It’s a snapshot in Time of an infinite and ineffable Mystery that is for Lovers and Dreamers and window cleaners.
The whole macrocosm of the All That Is can never be understood by the finite mind. But this heroic extra-dimensional adventure through the microcosm, which is its fractal holographic reflection, will help you to better envision the whole beyond the shrouded horizon.
The Bright World of the Gods is a triskele knot of a tale, based on ancient Celtic myths that the Gentle Folk have helped me to unravel and reconstruct into a more shamanic, multi-dimensional Dreamscape.
So please do just relax and wander through its enchanted hills and dales, and let it permeate into your own inner landscapes and Dreamtime, so that it can do its magic there and give you insights into your own destiny, and the meaning of your life.
The Bright World of the Gods
A real faery-tale from the mists of Avalon