Stephen Tanham is a Director of the Silent Eye, a journey through the forest of personality to the dawn of Being. http://www.thesilenteye.co.uk and http://www.suningemini.blog
Category: consciousness
Thickening the PlotThickening the Plot
May 2023 is fast approaching, and that realisation puts urgency into the need to create the ‘physical’ part of the landscape workshop ‘Water, Circle, Cross’, the Silent Eye’s spring event
Bench MarchBench March
There’s something about March that is difficult to define… It’s a classically liminal month. Not quite the end of winter; not quite the start of the spring. You can be
Magical mornings…Magical mornings…
*** It was a luminous dawn, the world blanketed in a thick cocoon of frost against the darkness and silence of a newborn morning. The sun rose, pale and gold,
The UnburntThe Unburnt
We have a favourite local walk that follows the elevated line of the old Preston-Kendal canal… It was closed as a waterway in the late 1940s and drained in the
A return to ManchesterA return to Manchester
For over two decades, the centre of Manchester was only a short journey from our offices in the rapidly changing landscape of Salford Quays – then a barren set of
The Glowing Ascent of ReactionThe Glowing Ascent of Reaction
We all have moments when we experience that inner sense of ‘glow and wellbeing’ – often quite unexpectedly… This usually happens when we are carrying out a task or thinking
Barriers to LoveBarriers to Love
Eight hundred years is a long way to look back and extract meaningful guidance about ‘today’s world’, and yet I can say with honesty that the historical figure whose wisdom
Stories of Winter FireStories of Winter Fire
Here in the Lake District, colour can be hard to find in the Jan-March depths of winter. So I thought it might be fun to explore the replacement of faded
Age and the Inner LifeAge and the Inner Life
How old are we? It’s often a cruel question and we wrestle with the answer, knowing full well how many years downstream we are … but feeling, not too deep
The Light and the GloomThe Light and the Gloom
Kendal, midweek… the retail day was drawing to a close. A thin fog had covered the town and its surrounding hills for most of the day, and the encroaching darkness
Heart of stone…Heart of stone…
It didn’t look right, even from a distance. There was a forlorn, forgotten feel to the place, even though it is readily accessible and, to judge by the wearing of
Embrace of the Inner AgeEmbrace of the Inner Age
There are many symmetries in life but one of the least remarked on is the complementary states of early and later life relative to where we place our attention. When
Mountains beneath the SeaMountains beneath the Sea
I was talking with a friend about life – not a generalised view of life, such as we might do in an introductory talk to mysticism, but in the sense
The Unmasked HumanThe Unmasked Human
In an attitude that most of us would find chilling, Francis Crick, the Noble Laureate who co-discovered the structure of DNA, referred to it as ‘the astonishing hypothesis’. He wasn’t
Some Days DefineSome Days Define
Some days define… In this case the cold. The vastness of Morecambe Bay is sometimes defined by its light. In this case the deep blue of an early afternoon with
The Corridor of Love and limitationThe Corridor of Love and limitation
How do our lives feel? Do we walk free on an open landscape, protected only by our sturdy clothes and boots, yet guided by our sense of the sun’s position
Mystery and the Priest-HoleMystery and the Priest-Hole
We were walking through a very rainy Ambleside a few days ago. What I smilingly call my ‘camera mind’ spotted how well the lines and colours of the Priest Hole
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
Musings on a Silent NightMusings on a Silent Night
I received a nice little present from WordPress the other day: a certificate to say I had been blogging with them for ten years! Ten years… Where did they go…
An Early Christmas with Devon DreamerAn Early Christmas with Devon Dreamer
If your Christmas is shaping up to be less than that idyllic cameo on the TV adverts… come with me … and join us for the most unexpected Christmas evening
The Eight with Two DotsThe Eight with Two Dots
I remember being a child and considering the Yin-Yang figure for the first time. It fascinated me. I felt like I couldn’t ‘see it’ properly – as though something about