There is more to a Silent Eye workshop than a simple wander in the landscape, but although the shape of the weekend may be carefully crafted, much of what happens
On the banks of the river Spey, Dean introduced us to some of the concepts we would be working with over the weekend before leading us into Inverallan burial ground.
Twinned flame I unfolded the black body of night to find light in the center. Warmth spun a silk cocoon around my heart, uniting the orange fire we share Twin
‘Become Nothing’ He didn’t use those exact words but that was the meaning of what he wrote. The words were suddenly there in the moment in my consciousness… and I
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