By Morgana West
Currently in the process of developing a Glastonbury Cooperation Circle, affiliated with the United Religions Initiative, I was delighted to once again visit Ammerdown Centre, a Christian retreat and conference centre near Bath; my purpose to meet with individuals who are very active in bridge-building work. The visit has personally inspired me to further our work that celebrates the Unity that can be found within Diversity, right here in Glastonbury. The last time I was at Ammerdown was in February to participate in Celebrating Planet Earth where Leaders, Founders, Writers, Movers & Shakers within the Christian and Pagan communities had been invited by Ammerdown to join together and converse with the intention of building bridges between differences, in celebration of their common love of the Earth. I was delighted to once again be heading to a venue whose work has gained an international reputation.
Our work also involves taking things one step further by pro-actively encouraging and supporting people of good heart and intention on their own path through life.
"Whom does the Grail serve?".
A weekend that was heralding the autumnal chills, once again saw me heading towards Ammerdown Centre , my purpose to meet with Karimah Stauch, the European Coordinator of URI.
My journey towards my destination takes me through fields and woodland and, whilst the radio informed me of a whole village of killings and the women and children kidnapped in Northern Iraq, my sadness, already profound over the atrocities that humans can perform on one another, deepened further in the autumnal energies. I thought about the tortures that will be inflicted onto those souls until they convert from their own religious beliefs. As I drew closer, reflecting on my own work in the name of harmony and peace and all that might have been 'harvested’ in its name this year, thoughts of pointlessness and hopelessness, like the autumnal mists that settle over the low-lands of Somerset and cloud our ability to see into the distance, whispered despondency into my spirit.
Sticks in a bundle are unbreakable.