Glastonbury

Glastonbury Tor is surrounded by folktales and myth. St Michaels Tower stands firmly atop, the only remnant of an early Saxon church and monastery - which b the size of the top of the hill, must have clung to it unsteadily. Apparently it was destroyed by an earthquake. Its difficult to imagine such an event occurring as you look out over the flat landscape.  

The entire lands below were once flooded, which gives some substance to the story that this is the land of mist and Avalon. 

The path up to the tower is steep and follows some of the terraced banks which predate Saxon times. Its generally agreed that these paths were a spiral maze for pilgrims on their last trek towards the tower. There is also some evidence that it may be part of a larger labyrinth from the Neolithic times. 

For others, they believe that the top of the Tor is the entrance into the land of the Fay. Followers of the Goddess hold the space a sacred area. Arthurians believe that King Arthur ad Queen Guinevere are buried nearby. Seekers of the Holy Grail maintain that it is one of the higher possibilities that the grail is hidden here.  

In anycase, the short walk up the steep hill can tire many out and its through the continual steps that a sense of peace and tranquility it earnt. 

I've always loved Glastonbury and todays visit was one of the most beautiful and special moments I've experienced.  Its a deeply spiritual place and one where the deepest commitments and wishes can be voiced in the presence of the powers you may hold the highest. 

August the 1st is also a very special date, being the festival of Lugh. Its a Gaelic festival marking the start of harvest; the middle of the middle of summer - if that makes sense - a time where masculine and feminine energies come together as one and that the promise of fertility and harvest is at the highest. Traditionally, festivals are held on top of mountains and hills, so merry makers did the pilgrimage to the highest spot in their area to drink , dance and matchmake.