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
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Wings of a Prayer…Wings of a Prayer…
* Insects swarm… Birds flock… Animals herd… * May governments pursue Peace… Not war. *
Leaf and Flame – Trust and honourLeaf and Flame – Trust and honour
From Leaf and Flame – 2016… The Saturday night ritual drama saw Gawain taken to meet his fate. The Green Knight waited in the Green Chapel to return the blow
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
Spirit-Born…Spirit-Born…
Tarot Card – The Magician: A conduit of forces From High to Low * ‘Love under will shall be the whole of the law…’ *** The wind blows where it
GoliathGoliath
Image source: Linkedin * It has been a lousy weekend. How’s that for a start to a cold, wet Monday? The wind demolished the fence and it is now beyond
After the Flood…After the Flood…
* ‘After the flood Noah lived three hundred and fifty years.’ * When men began to increase on the earth daughters were born to them… The Sons of God saw
One name…One name…
Tarot Card – The Lovers: ‘open up and get out of the way.’ * ‘Leaf and flame hath but one name’ * Yva followed on Abadam’s heels, “O Abadam,” she
A spiritual ostrichA spiritual ostrich
There was an idea that has had me playing around with a digital painting programme. It also got me thinking. So, last night I toyed with an image from the
Star-of-the-Sea…Star-of-the-Sea…
*** Tarot Card – The Star: The feminine figure represents the planetary being of the earth. * ‘A point has the power to let a line emerge from it in
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
Like time…Like time…
Tarot Card – The Chariot: The balanced psyche moves forward without hindrance in the world. * “I see a chariot coming over the plain.” *** “…The next day Connor Cruel-Crest
Gardening…?Gardening…?
The honeysuckle hedge has got a little overgrown, The roses have gone loopy and the lawn has not been mown, Valerian is sprouting out of every nook and cranny… And
Lazarus…Lazarus…
*** Tarot Card – Death: although the ground is strewn with body parts a glorious sun rises on the horizon. * ‘Loose him and let him go’ John 11.44 ***
A misbehaving mindA misbehaving mind
“Susan…” I was never called Susan. Except when I was in trouble. I looked up; Miss Bedford, blue eyes wide under raised brows, looked down with a severity belied by
Wilderness…Wilderness…
*** Tarot Card – The Devil, In this instance, represents the Egoic Nature. * ‘You were a sealer of the sum…’ The Living One * …Then was he led up
SEE: December Zoom Cyber Room…SEE: December Zoom Cyber Room…
*** A Dickens of a Christmas! Tonight our talk mixes the mystical darkness of the solstice plus a little humour… ‘Timeless Darkness’ – Three days of liminality… And what to
Wells…Wells…
It is a goodly while since I was last at Wells Cathedral in Somerset. Three years, when I think…Back then I took fewer photographs…though my friend still commented upon quite
Bolsover CastleBolsover Castle
Should you take the M1 motorway north, you might glance over to the right, somewhere around Chesterfield, and see a castle on the hilltop. For me it has always been
Turn of the wheelTurn of the wheel
The car pulled out in front of me and stood out from the rest of the traffic like the proverbial sore thumb. I followed it up the long road towards
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
Eye of the beholderEye of the beholder
“…item, two lips indifferent red; item, two grey eyes, with lids to them; item, one neck, one chin, and so forth.” Twelfth Night, William Shakespeare Let’s be clear… fashions change,
How to make a living as a writerHow to make a living as a writer
It wasn’t her real name but close enough. An author’s nom de plume. Still, seeing it at the end of the printed article gave her a thrill. Every time. I
Nine Deadly Sins: The Eye for an ‘I’~ a book by Steve TanhamNine Deadly Sins: The Eye for an ‘I’~ a book by Steve Tanham
Their meetings are necessarily brief… seldom no more than a coffee, a momentary pause between the demands of life and work… but for John and Alexandra time matters less than