A stone’s throw from where I founded the Glastonbury Gnostic Centre & Chapel on Beltane 2018, and began facilitating my Avalon Rose Priestess Training, in honour of the Divine Union of Sophia and Christ, Magdalene and Yeshua, on this Holy Isle of Avalon.
Where the Michael and Mary dragon lines meet in their Sacred Marriage in the Heart Chakra of the world.
And the ancient Rose and Celtic-Druidic Mysteries are woven together through the roots of the Holy Thorn.
Planted in the Rose Garden of Avalon, ancient Isle of Afallon, Isle of Apples - the fruit of initiation, wisdom and truth.
May we always remember to take a bite of Her apple, part the veils and open to Her Mysteries on our Return to the Rose Garden® of our Soul.
Deep blessings from Avalon
Annabel 🌹♥️🌹
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13 minutes agocathlyns_world
Thanks for your Post!!! I have memories since some years that Show me my own past Life as Mary Magdalena in this time
4 hours agopatriciavitoriamarinho
..from the lineage of David that gave rise to the Knights of the Round Table, through the true meaning of the Holy Grail (the children), to the safe havens of Joseph of Arimathea, the connection to Romania, and the birth of Sarah. My dear David, I write to you bearing the weight of memory and the urgency to record the truth of our times. You know well that we were scattered across the world for the sake of survival. You remained in the lands of Scotland and the North, maintaining the ancient contacts that Joseph of Arimathea—he who so wisely guided Jesus—had established through our safe havens in Europe. Our story is, at its core, a story of separation and mourning. I remember you from the time when our mother, Mary Magdalene, was still carrying you. I was already grown when our father was crucified; I was not born in Egypt, as many fabricate, for my childhood and my eyes had already witnessed the world long before those days of torment. After Jesus’s departure, we accompanied our mother in France until her final breath. It was there, in the land of the Gauls, that she became the true *Fleur-de-lis*. Yet, our time in France was also marked by the weight of her absence and by bitter disagreements with John the Evangelist. He did accompany us, indeed, but his affection for Mary Magdalene went far beyond friendship—and I, who knew and saw everything, deeply unsettled him. While John fiercely defended the politics and structure of the apostles, I stood up for the truth of woman’s power and the sacred feminine. While our mother rested in France and my own path later led me to cross the ocean to South America—passing first through connections as strong as the one I maintained with Romania, where I even spent time with our father—you remained in the North. It was you, David, who fathered children. And therein lies the true mystery and the grandeur of the legacy: the children were the Holy Grail. It was through your offspring that the sacred lineage flourished—the very line that would later give rise to the Knights of the Round Table. I bore no children, nor did I leave descendants; the task that fell to me was to safeguard the testimony, the information, and the memory
a day agobarbaradoucet72
They sailed first to southern France, in a rudderless boat as they were chased out of Alexandra Egypt. And in western Scotland a glass window depicts Jesus being married to Mary Magdalene.
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