Both the Guardian and the Daily Mail have articles on the Glastonbury Goddess Conference an event connected with the Glastonbury Goddess Temple (a room above a tatty New Age shop) - also check the "Living Goddess" blog if you need a giggle. These people are totally nuts. They've amassed from around the world to "honour Her as Nolava, Great Mother in the landscape Avalon, as Britannia, Mother Goddess in Brigit's Isles, as Ker the Grain Goddess, as Madron Mother of the lineage of Avalon, as Mystress Glitonea of the Nine Morgens, as Gaia and Ertha our home, our Mother Earth". 
Whatever happened to the old fashioned hippie enterprise of going together somewhere beautiful and getting thoroughly stoned? Beyond a bong and some homegrown, what do you need? There's no books for sale or connections to the cosmic Earth Mother. That's what it should be about, not all of this astrological "Goddess Sacred Drama" bullshit - "Lammas Abundance Ceremonies", "Goddess Exhibitions", and - best of all - "we shape bread dough into images of the Mother Goddess which will be baked in the afternon and eaten in the evening". What is it with edible deities? Christianity has it and so do these nutters.
If weed were legal in Britain, I reckon we'd have a lot less of this New Age spiritual, crystal magic nonsense.
