I’m New Here

I want to move to Glastonbury!
I’d climb up the Tor every day.
I want to move to Glastonbury,
To live my life in an ‘Oh so spiritual way.’

I want to move to Glastonbury,
I would get up with the dawn;
Do yoga in the morning before
I get a chance to yawn.

I want to move to Glastonbury,
I could move in near an Ashram,
I want to move to Glastonbury
Start every day with bhajans

I want to move to Glastonbury,
Open a self-help book emporium.
I want to move to Glastonbury,
Be a famous Avalonian,
Be a pseudo-historian,
A sustainable, ethical
Business-woman,
Hold a conference,
Start a consortium!
Make eco-friendly,
Lotions and potions.
I will deal with my demons.
I’ll handle my emotions.

I want to move to Glastonbury,
To hang out with the hippies,
Meet the Druids, be a Bard;
Write poems and folkish ditties.

I want to move to Glastonbury,
Do tarot at the Spring,
Go shopping for incense at Star Child,
Wearing my finest, glitter, fairy wings.

I want to move to Glastonbury,
Wear purple velvet dresses,
Put flowers in my hair;
Be really abundant and totally blessed.

I want to be a priestess.
The Goddess loves the bestest,
I want to be enlightened ,
Like all the rest …. is.

I want to move to Glastonbury.
Oh … you’ve heard it all before?

But I want to move to Glastonbury,
To fix that problem under the Tor.
I want to move to Glastonbury,
To heal the Holy Thorn.
I’ll change my name to Mama Rishi,
Be reborn, reborn, Reborn!

I want to move to Glastonbury,
Have tea with new age gurus,
I want to open a raw food deli,
Study cabala, practice voodoo,
Hoodoo, voodoo, you do,
Teach the healing that you do,
Talk noo noo, do woo woo,
I want to have colonic irrigation,
And deal with all the doo doo.

I want to move to Glastonbury
Be a Wiccan Hindu Buddhist
I want to be very, very, very
rooted in Avalon’s muddy mist.

I want to move to Glastonbury,
But everybody knows,
She won’t open up to anyone.
Only the chosen get to go.

And then it happened,

I got to move to Glastonbury.
I’m a lucky lucky thing!
To sip the golden chalice,
And sit by holy springs.

I got to move to Glastonbury.
Oh, it made my heart sing
And here my friends,
Is where the story begins.

I got to move to Glastonbury,
It was a … tricky start,
Yet, there I found community,
To really warm your heart,

I was free to be me,
I could dress how I please.
I could fill my bucket,
With a truckle of cheese.
I could love and get loved up,
Do rituals for the bees,
I could step into my power,
And everyone could see!

Then the mill began to turn,
And so the rumours started,
Someone said I summoned demons,
every time I farted.

Next thing I’m a witch.
(I’m supposed to feel offended?)
Which is pretty kitsch,
So I wasn’t upended.

“An uber rich vampire,”
“Wow, that would be so cool!
But I havent tasted blood,
Since that fight I had at school.”

Oh, I tried to keep my patience.
But I fear I lost my cool,
and I wasn’t feeling so spiritual.
I got to move to Glastonbury,

Now I’m screaming on the High Street,
Cos some nutter’s pissed me off,
And I couldn’t give a hundred monkey’s shits
What anybody thinks!

I got to move to Glastonbury
And so started the gnosis.
I got to have a soiree
And a dance with my psychosis.

And everyone but me can see,
Where the bogey on my nose is
While I get lost in the process of,
Process, process, process!

Process, surrender, fucking process,
Process, process – what the fuck!

Process. 

Surrender to the process.

Process, surrender, process ….


I got to move to goldfish bowl,
Where I couldn’t stub my toe,
Wipe my arse or blow my nose
without everybody knowing.

In the open air asylum,
the cracks, they started showing,
Like embracing the siren,
There was no escape, no going.


And before I knew what I was hiding
I discovered what I’m showing.
And thus began the process of growing.

Hi, I’m new here.

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One response to “I’m New Here

  1. bee mangelmann

    Very insightful, especially for those of us thinking about it.
    Thank you for sharing your wisdom.
    A true bard you are.
    Xxx

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