The sagas of Mr Mole... my resident Glastonbury Healing Fields Tipi mole.

I arrive on Sunday before Glastonbury festival commences and the tipi is set up. In go the tarps for the floor leaving exposed grass in the middle of the tipi in case I need to make a fire. On top of the tarps go the many rugs and then all my kit leaving the most room for my treatments at the back opposite the door. A lovely space of rugs and cushions ready for my clients.

Morning one... Monday morning. I am awoken at stoopid o'clock by cold, wet dripping on my head. It rained really heavily all night and now the rain is dripping on my rugs and head. 05:30am. So I get up and redirect all the drips down the poles apart from the dripping from the rope tying the poles together... guess where they were landing... yup... my head and main rugs. I eventually sorted it and fell back to sleep....

...only to be woken up a couple of hours later by very loud rustling over near my food stash.... I lay quietly in bed wondering if it were a mouse or rat in my food bags, praying it wasn't, watching where I thought the noise was coming from... then all of a sudden, there came loud rustling, 2 giant heaves and my kettle flew off my cooker! Then more heaves and my cooker started to rock on it's stool... at which point I spoke quite loudly and jumped out of bed wondering what on earth was doing that! All went silent.

After some minutes, I gingerly picked up the corner of the tarp to see if there was anything there, ready to jump out of the tipi should a mouse or rat appear. I could not see anything. Placing the tarp down carefully I then proceeded to forget about it. Until....

...Tuesday mid morning... the rustling and heaving started over by the tipi door on the opposite side... then the exposed earth started to heave a bit. The penny dropped! I had a mole!! It was a MOLE!! Lol...🙃🤭 I went outside and there at the edge of the tipi was a molehill... the hard evidence! Lol...

... then I started to fret about being on his territory... until...

... I was treating a lady and after the treatment she asked me what I had been doing to her foot... had I touched or held her foot?

"Errrr... yeah... no!" Was my wide eyed reply.

"Well, something was definitely moving under my foot!" she said...

...Another penny dropped and I started to giggle....

"Aaah! That would have been Mr Glastonbury Tipi Mole!" And I told her what had happened in the previous couple of days. We both sat laughing. 🤣

The next night I went out partying and came in in the early hours of the morning. Now, I had taken to sleeping on the floor where I treat my clients as the bed thing was so darned uncomfortable that I had to roll off it onto the floor every morning to unlock my back. Not a great look! 😉

So there I am, just about to doze off and all of a sudden something heaved right under my left underarm area and proceeded to tunnel all down my left side and back up again ... talk about mole meridians clearing... 🤣💜 I was so knackered that I just lay there and allowed the experience to happen. It made me smile as, if, as I do, you believe in omens and messages, this was one heck of a message for me. Moles are pretty much blind but have acute sensitivity and senses and live in the dark, occasionally popping up into the light. But they do not need the light to survive, they operate from their senses and have strong spade like hands. And more. If interested, look mole up in the spirit guide texts!

What a blessing!

I then proceeded to warn most of my clients that if anything moved underneath them or around them, it was just Mr Glastonbury Tipi Mole... they took some convincing... most thought I was winding them up.... lol... which amused me no end, especially when he made an appearance... 🤣

Cut to a double drum journey to find an animal spirit guide. I 'forgot' to tell them about the Mr Glastonbury Tipi Mole saga but I was directed to say that they may not even be shown an animal in their actual journey but everything that happens is for a reason and we would talk when they came out of it... one came back with an animal, the other did not have an animal... in her journey.... BUT...

... you guessed who made his appearance right?!!! Lol... Mr Glastonbury Tipi Mole... had been budging her right side up by her head.... talk about a clear indication of the animal that wants to be your guide for the moment! You couldn't write it!! 💜

I had a couple more incidents with him charging up and down the place where I was treating clients. He stayed with me the entire time I was there. The warmth from the bodies creating moisture and the entrapment of all the insects and slugs and worms in that top layer under that tarp created an absolute banquet for Mr Glastonbury Tipi Mole!!

I believe he must have been so plump by the end of that week that he could have gotten stuck for a few days in his home as his burrows would be too narrow for his chubby little body to get through 🤣🤣🤣

Bet he can't wait for me to return next year 🤣💜💜

When I deconstructed on the monday, there was a maze of disrupted earth all underneath the parts where my clients had been and where I had been sleeping. I just laughed and laughed. Such an incredible gift and saga to take with me on my journeys. ❤

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