Continued from Part Six… The final day of a weekend like ‘The Journey of the Hero’ has to serve many purposes. It has to reinforce what has been shared; it
Category: Ancient Sacred Sites
Heroes in a Landscape (5) River and CaveHeroes in a Landscape (5) River and Cave
It seemed we were learning anew, each day… The decision to abandon the walk along the long ridge path to Ashness Bridge had been forced upon us by time constraints.
Heroes in a Landscape (3) Learning from NatureHeroes in a Landscape (3) Learning from Nature
Continued from Part Two… My phone wasn’t dead – it looked perfectly bright against the dark landscape, but it wasn’t responding to any finger gestures. And it contained my copy
HEROES IN A LANDCAPE (2) LESSONS IN THE DELUGEHEROES IN A LANDCAPE (2) LESSONS IN THE DELUGE
Those familiar with the attempt to hold any kind of drama in the open air will know the difficulties to be faced… The vagaries of the British climate are well
Heroes in a Landscape (1) ArrivalHeroes in a Landscape (1) Arrival
It’s a method for uniting a group of people to a common purpose. It’s a technique for ‘washing’ the immediate environment and dedicating your effort to the highest motive and
Spirituality in TransitionSpirituality in Transition
There are times when you know that a particular world is changing. By ‘world’ I mean a specific part of life, not the whole world, though that could be said
Orderly and alignedOrderly and aligned
There’s an old aphorism in the field of teaching mysticism: that if you endeavour to do something of significance; something that requires careful planning and even more careful resourcing, then
Mist on the MoorsMist on the Moors
… We met up with author and blogger Graeme Cumming and his partner for another wander over the moors. We followed a path that leads from a place of hoary
A rift in realityA rift in reality
We were up at the crack of dawn, not because there had been too much wine the night before, which might have been expected during an evening in an Italian
The preparation of Magical Landscapes (2)The preparation of Magical Landscapes (2)
You begin with an idea; in this case an entire workshop held outdoors, in the vivid landscape of the English Lake District. It’s vast and wild… and you have no
A Journey at SolsticeA Journey at Solstice
I wrote this a few years ago after a journey through the English countryside one Solstice. As the vernal equinox marks the turning of the year once again, I thought
Rivers of the SunRivers of the Sun
And did we dare, upon these rugged Yorkshire hills. To dream we could, then frame in would, then do… Life mirrored in the human word, embracing those who spoke it
Something hidden?…Something hidden?…
* Between outer form… * * And inner purpose… * * Falls the shadow.
Thursday in the northThursday in the north
Thursday dawned hopefully over Derbyshire. It was the day of our monthly meeting so we headed out for Great Hucklow, where our party converged from various directions on the Queen
Petals, wood and stonePetals, wood and stone
Friday the four of us met as usual at the Queen Anne in Great Hucklow for lunch and business before the evening’s meeting. It was a damp day, not particularly
Portals…Portals…
* “In the programme…” said the man wearing a green-kilt, * * “…the portal-stones lead to another time.” * * “He’s referring to a television programme,” said Wen, quietly. *
Where do they go to?…Where do they go to?…
* …And the Wood-Stone started to glow, White it was… * * And I felt an impetus to take flight, but only as far as the end of the passage…
Into the Hill…Into the Hill…
* Further vindication of our unscheduled return was granted upon re-entering the chamber. The free standing stone and the facing stone, which were separated by space and shadow, were both
Inner Sanctum…Inner Sanctum…
* The thing is… It is impossible to ‘do’ such sites in one visit. In fact, it is not possible to ‘do’ such sites at all. If anything, they
The road home…The road home…
* Wen and I are back on the road which leads past Bryn Celli Ddu… We had to double-back to the hotel because someone called down ‘Cloud City’ before we
emerging from the mist…emerging from the mist…
There’s a certain amount of ‘fighting back’ in this. The long period of Covid restrictions, followed by a summer in which we all got a taste of gentle freedom again;
Hidden Avebury…Hidden Avebury…
* … And from Needles of Stone, to Avenues, or at least, what remains of one… * The ‘Mary Line’ which we had been following from Cornwall runs right through
Weland Mind-Weld…Weland Mind-Weld…
14th September 2021… * ‘On such a day as this two fools who laughed at death embarked upon the adventure of a lifetime…’ * …Today, the adventure is all but
Wayland: The White Horse…Wayland: The White Horse…
* But according to some, Wayland has far more onerous responsibilities than shoeing the horses of passing way farers… * A group of local lads were enjoying a drink one
Wayland: The Blessed Isles…Wayland: The Blessed Isles…
* 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