I was looking through some photographs from various trips we had done, when prepping Silent Eye weekends. The beautiful hills of Derbyshire were a home for our monthly get-togethers, largely
Category: Derbyshire
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…
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
EdensorEdensor
Where were we, before time and other concerns overtook me? I was sharing the weekend in the north… the one with all the heather in bloom. We had found a
Author’s NoteAuthor’s Note
On a rather bleak day, when I was feeling low for some unspecified reason, the first complete chapter of Dark Sage landed in my inbox and had me laughing out
‘The Book of Assassinations’‘The Book of Assassinations’
We were determined not to get wet, so we went to Chesterfield, on the general principle that there would be both indoor parking and a cathedral big enough to keep
The watchersThe watchers
We were being watched. It was palpable. In fact, as I raised the camera to watch the watchers, others could see it too… we weren’t imagining it. They had been
Seeking the Hermit…Seeking the Hermit…
* “Should be over by the crags.” * * “Look more like Hags to me.” * * “But Hags are usually at barrows.” * * “Maybe that’s what the cave
A Harmony of Eight…A Harmony of Eight…
* The point sits at the centre of the square, where its two diagonals intersect. * * From the same intersection, another square can be drawn at right angles to
Fear and Love in the High Peak – (2) “I want a posset!”Fear and Love in the High Peak – (2) “I want a posset!”
The first visit of the Silent Eye ‘Rites of Passage: Seeing Beyond Fear’ weekend was to the Derbyshire village of Eyam (pronounced Eem) – The Plague Village. Our family has
Fear and Love in the High Peak – part oneFear and Love in the High Peak – part one
It’s not the best of photo resolutions, but the above image says it all. Briony saluting the Derbyshire landscape in her own way at the end of three days of
Rites of Passage: Seeing beyond fear ~ A weekend with the Silent EyeRites of Passage: Seeing beyond fear ~ A weekend with the Silent Eye
As the June workshop in Scotland draws to a close, why not consider joining us in September for a weekend in the ancient landscape of stones, circles and strange places?
Gilgamesh descending (9)- final partGilgamesh descending (9)- final part
And now you will want an ending… Like day gives way to night, though there is no single point where we could all agree that it was either… Like the
Gilgamesh descending (5)Gilgamesh descending (5)
And now we must move swiftly, as the king’s heartbeat quickens with purpose. Again, he watches the Fate Dancers… and begins to see the depths of what they do. These
Gilgamesh descending (2)Gilgamesh descending (2)
I enter the temple at the head of the twin columns of the Dancers of Fate. Those of the kingdom enter behind their King in silent reverence as we pass
Getting there…Getting there…
January…and the clock is ticking down to spring. Work that has been going on all year now changes gear. It began in earnest last year, with a research trip to
Why not?Why not?
One of the joys of working with the Silent Eye is the people you get to meet. Not all of them are part of the School; most follow their own
Rites of Passage: Seeing beyond fearRites of Passage: Seeing beyond fear
Rites of Passage: Seeing beyond fear A weekend with the Silent Eye Derbyshire, UK Friday 13th – Sunday 15th September 2019 We are all afraid of something. There are the
Lord of the Deep – Workshop April 2019Lord of the Deep – Workshop April 2019
The Silent Eye’s Spring workshop for 2019 * The glories above were unamed. The word for that world beneath, unuttered. Source and time, unfettered, merged… From the mingling waves-of-water came
Silent Eye: Sixth Weekend Draws Nigh! – by AlienoraSilent Eye: Sixth Weekend Draws Nigh! – by Alienora
Reblogged from Alienora’s Anthology: Silent Eye: A Modern Mystery School has been an important part of my life since its birth way back in 2013; though, actually, the story starts
Wish you were here?Wish you were here?
We regularly share the stories of our workshop weekends on these pages. What is impossible to share on these pages is the sense of warmth, the laughter and the camaraderie
The Edge of Order: Frances WalsinghamThe Edge of Order: Frances Walsingham
It had been simple, back then, when all eyes shone with approval; when she was the young bride of the Queen’s Champion, Sir Philip Sidney. This daughter of the ‘Sworn’,
The Dragon of Elizabeth’s Seas.The Dragon of Elizabeth’s Seas.
It is the beginning of May, 1587, and a man known locally as The Dragon is headed for Cadiz on Spain’s Atlantic coast. His mission is not peaceful. The act
She of the VoiceShe of the Voice
“Ra-bi-ya, Ra-bi-ya…’ As she surveys the black and white squares of the court before her, the song echoes in her head, a beloved memory of time spent, long ago, with
A Woman of Power and SubstanceA Woman of Power and Substance
It is the winter of 1584. The well-dressed woman watches as her fourth husband storms out of the dining hall at their present home, Tutbury Castle, in Staffordshire. In the