This brings us to another element of pilgrimage –
connection. Pilgrimage engenders connections, between people and with places. Nowhere has this found more eloquent expression than in one of the most famous works of English medieval literature,
The Canterbury Tales. In it we find a group of pilgrims travelling together to visit the shrine of Thomas Becket and sharing stories, banter, hopes, fears, and philosophies along the way. It is telling that the pilgrims never reach Canterbury in the story and goes a long way in showing how the focus of pilgrimage had shifted over the centuries.
So too with a pilgrim’s connection to the landscape. Since 2014, the
British Pilgrimage Trust has sought to promote the concept of pilgrimage and the old pilgrim routes of Britain as a way of connecting people with places, history, and landscapes. It is something of a misconception that medieval lives were static, viewpoints insular. Itinerant travel was widespread, even in the medieval world, for many reasons other than pilgrimage and the existence of pilgrim narratives shows that there was an appetite for knowledge of the world around us.
Ultimately, the enduring popularity of pilgrimage, whether secular or spiritual, is rooted in very human impulses – particularly to seek purpose and connection between each other and with the world around us. As Hayward argues, “
For most of our evolutionary history, we were travellers” and this innate, itinerant disposition is the bridge between the spiritual and secular pilgrim. Pilgrimage was used by the medieval Church as an allegory for the journey of the soul from birth to death to judgement. Yet, beyond that, pilgrims appreciate the connection that journeys make with the world in which they live. In the opening lines of
The Canterbury Tales, Chaucer roots the motivations of pilgrims in the natural cycle of the seasons:
“When in April the sweet showers fall
And pierce the drought of March to the root, and all
The veins are bathed in liquor of such power
As brings about the engendering of the flower
When also Zephyrus with his sweet breath Exhales an air in every grove and heath
Upon the tender shoots.”