Jerome, my newly-found Mayan Shaman friend, was born in Belize, and had travelled before settling, for the present, in Yucatan, Mexico. I had been surprised at how vividly alive the
You can’t miss Sueno’s stone. It sits on its own plateau, just off the old main road between Findhorn and Forres; now bypassed. You see its ‘hangar’ first, then realise
* The tone of the tale once Britain is reached, becomes very different… * Alighting on Berkshire’s High Downs, Wayland came upon an ancient chambered tomb, and made it his
“Verily, verily, do I say unto thee, Be wary of those who write your history.” ….so wrote Stuart a little while ago. Reading it, you might be forgiven for
Reblogged this on Stuart France.
Sending love, Sue, and thinking of you 🙂 🙂
Lovely photos, Sue. Thinking and praying for you to whatever will listen.
So that’s the crouching tiger … we know where the hidden dragon is too. 🙂