We took to the back roads again, nodding to Drake’s statue as we passed through Tavistock once more, climbing up towards Dartmoor. On our way south, the mists had closed
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Hawk at DuskHawk at Dusk
*** Since the birth of the Silent Eye, we have held regular workshops, including, for the past seven years, an annual residential weekend of ritual drama in Derbyshire. We have
Why is there such grief?…Why is there such grief?…
*** Preparing the temple for the final ritual drama of the weekend is always bittersweet. It is the last stage of a journey that has been years in the making.
A Hag’s Load…A Hag’s Load…
County Offally, Clonmacnoise, Monday, 25th July, 2022 *** *** The legend of regaining, ‘the Spoil’, is tied up with a stone. *** *** After the composing of a lay
‘China my China’…‘China my China’…
* ‘The square inch house In the square foot field…’ * The way is Self-existent. Nameless. Shapeless. Primal. Nature and spirit. * Spirit and nature are Unseen Within the light
The Calling…The Calling…
*** Because we had risen so early and wasted no time getting back on the road, we had several hours left before the ferry was to sail from Tarbert. We
The Foundations of the FutureThe Foundations of the Future
We were driving back from Ilkley with a clip full of ‘winter Wharfedale’ photos, many of which were destined to emerge spoiled by the falling light along the riverbank. In
The New Mediaevalism…The New Mediaevalism…
* St George ‘cradling’ or ‘choking’ a baby dragon? (Nuremberg Chronicle 493) * ‘Our un-elected leaders murder millions of us in real-time then appear on televisual entertainment programmes to appeal