If you have chosen to visit this corner of the World-Wide-Web, you just may be hearing Avalon’s mysterious Call. Perhaps you already made the Journey and hope to return, or you’re yearning to set off in answer to its summons. Avalon (aka
Glastonbury, Somerset, UK!) began calling to me in the mid-1990s, and all the right synchronicities aligned for me to make my first pilgrimage there in early August of 2001, just a month before 9/11… almost in a different Time from now. As it is for many when they set foot on the Isle of Avalon, when I stepped off the bus that brought me to Glastonbury from Heathrow Airport, I knew at once that I was not “arriving” … I was “returning”. And with that as my first vivid impression, the ten days that followed were extraordinary and wonderful.
When good fortune allowed my return twice more, people began to approach me with the suggestion that I help others come to Glastonbury and other sacred sites I’d explored in Southwest England. And so in 2006 I had the incredible honor and pleasure of escorting the first group of Glastonbury Pilgrims across the Atlantic Ocean and through the mists of Avalon. Golden Spiral Journey in part serves as a portal for all who are stirred by the ineffable beckoning from this timeless place where modern-day Pilgrims find Earth’s Heart Chakra and an ancient and potent sanctuary of the Divine Feminine.