Glastonbury Festival - I Find My Spirit Guide, and He's Laughing

I Find My Spirit Guide, and He's Laughing

27 Jun 2004

Lunchtime, Saturday. I feel the need to go deeper into the mysteries of the Healing Fields, and see what spiritual enlightenment the wise people of Glasto can offer me. Or to put it another way, I'm a sucker for fortune-telling, readings, tea-leaves, whatever; and any excuse, really.

I find Rhiannon in the process of moving tents, and when we're sitting more or less comfortably (keeping clear of the puddle) we begin. (Why does she want to move to a tent with a puddle? I wonder.)

I'm keeping quiet because I don't like to give too much away, but I ask her to tell me something about herself. She's a psychotherapist from Brighton, who plays electric violin in a drum'n'bass band called Mr Anchovy. She's also training to be a medium. Her first ghost-bust is next week - someone has paranormal trouble, and she's going to go in there and sort it out. She hopes.

Rhiannon asks me to shuffle the cards. She says she will give me a reading for the past, for present issues, and for the next year. And it's a good one - accurate, and full of insight. She sees that I do creative work, and that I have problems with one property and several friends. Lots of hopeful cards come up for the future, including The World (which if you don't know, is the best one you can get).

She gives me good advice, and plenty of worthwhile stuff to think about. She's kindly and perceptive, and it's a pleasure to meet her. The only slight disappointment is that I have lots of questions burning within me, and it seems the cards don't want to discuss those today. Nothing I'm dying to know about comes up.

Rhiannon thinks I'm in my third return of Saturn. She says I should check with an astrologer, because she doesn't claim to be one, but she's pretty sure. People tend to come to her when they are in a return of Saturn. He comes around every fourteen years, and causes life-change and self-examination. When you get to the third one, it's otherwise known as ... mid-life crisis.

But my spirit guide can help with all this. She's already seen, quite rightly and almost instantly, that humour is very important to me. Now she tells me where it comes from, and how I can use it to deal with the mid-life crisis that I didn't know I was having. It comes from my guide, who is a large, jolly Falstaff-type gentleman."At the moment, he's just behind your right shoulder. He's usually there, watching over you. He's got a big curly moustache."

This is a bit unnerving. I've spent my entire life being followed around by an invisible total stranger with a special interest in comedy? He's there all the time? And he's got silly facial hair? I'm not sure I like it. In fact, it's making me tense and worried.

"And he's got a message for you. He's telling you to lighten up!"

Nemone Thornes

I Find My Spirit Guide, and He's Laughing

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