
If he did stay at the George, and that is debatable, it would have been in what is now the lounge on the main floor.įrom my 500-year old window, I look out over flocks of goddesses in colorful flowing skirts. I’m surprised pilgrims would want it either, as it was Henry VIII who caused the destruction of the Abbey after his break from the Roman Church.Ī word with Oddvar, the Norwegian desk clerk who has made Glastonbury home, assures me that Henry didn’t actually stay in the room. Too much patriarchal energy for the goddesses? Maybe that’s why it’s available. Henry VIIIĪ miniature statue of Henry VIII stares out at me defiantly from the wall of my Henry VIII room. A tunnel underneath, now blocked off, once connected it to the once mighty Glastonbury Abbey down the street.

A 15th century hotel with a carved stone facade, it’s been housing pilgrims for centuries. I finally find a room at The George & Pilgrims. I’m just curious to see if this spirituality will affect me, or if, as I suspect, I’m mystically thick as a plank. But for many, drawn by ley lines, legends, or even the huge annual music festival, a pilgrimage to Glastonbury is a rite of passage on a spiritual quest. Myths abound in this tiny Somerset town and it’s impossible to weed out the facts.

Myths and mysteries on a pilgrimage to Glastonbury It’s the site of the first Christian church in England, the hiding place of the Holy Grail and the burial place of Arthur and Guinevere. This mystical Isle of Avalon is a point of pilgrimage for Christians and Pagans alike.

No where else but Glastonbury would I be competing with over 300 goddesses for a room. Well, I’m Nemesis, Goddess of Vengeance and Fate, I wanted to say. “There a Goddess Conference on,” said the clerk at the third hotel I called in Glastonbury.

Travelling to England? Consider a pilgrimage to Glastonbury, one of the wackiest most spiritual towns in England.
