The wonderful Whitespring

It's Sunday morning and I'm getting ready for the day ahead. Today starts as it always does but it's a special Sunday so I wake up with a feeling of gratitude and anticipation of what the afternoon will bring. You see, this is my Sunday to keep the sacred space at The Whitespring in Glastonbury. It is something I never thought I would be fortunate enough to do and to be given the opportunity is simply amazing.
So jumping in the shower starts my preparation because every time it is our Sunday at The Whitespring I quietly state my intent as the water flows over me. I know that every time we go there it is different but one thing never changes and that is my intent~ to be ‘present’ for the duration of my time there. It ensures that I can be open to the energies there and know what is required of me for that particular day.
By the time I've packed my bag and checked I have matches, tea lights, incense and of course lunch it's time to go. Without fail I have to smile with sheer pride as we open up those bright "Whitespring blue" doors. I can’t contain my excitement as we close the door behind us and it's just me, the darkness, the powerful waters and the unique energies of the wonderful Whitespring. It's time to greet this sacred space and prepare for all those who visit today. I have a little ritual now for lighting up and kind of know intuitively what needs to be done. As the tealights and candles are all lit the space is transformed and the incense starts to rise above the bigger central pool creating a white mystical cloud. It's time to welcome our visitors.
Each time I have been there I have shared this sacred space with many people. Some are regular visitors and they are focused on their own intent for the time they are there. But I love it when people peep tentatively through the doors and wonder what is in there! When they venture in and their eyes adjust they are amazed at what they see and gasp with delight that they have found this wonderful place. I remember one time when a lady was unsure of her footing on the steps so I took her hand to guide her. When she stepped down from the last step she looked up at the beautiful sight that met her, she squeezed my hand, looked at me and was speechless. That same day a very young couple very sweetly asked if they were allowed to come in, to which I answered "of course" with a welcoming smile. They had lots of questions and kept coming back to me with more because they were so enchanted with their find. They watched inquisitively as people bathed and chanted serenely in the pool before they left. They came back a while later, took off their shoes, rolled up their jeans and stood hand and hand in the pool. They were obviously very much in love and were happily singing ballads to each other which sounded so lovely. So many lovely visitors and so many wonderful stories of why they are there that day and it is very humbling to hear them. Those days at The Whitespring’s make my heart sing!
Every time I am keeping I feel such a strong desire to nurture all those who go and to help them get the most from their visit. Some travel so far to experience what is on our doorstep and I live with eternal gratitude for the role that we have there and the gift that we have been given. I love it there and like ALL of the volunteer keepers it really is genuinely for the love of it!