I remember my opening thought was ‘how am I going to convey the size and beauty of this place with mere photographs!?’ I had never heard of the Gouffre Géant
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Shooting the FairiesShooting the Fairies
I’ve always had an open mind on the reality of ‘fairies’ – earth elementals to magical folk, and a very real presence to many in our woodland, and particularly landscapes with streams.
Bigness…Bigness…
Some landscapes are just so ‘big’ – in several ways – that you can feel your self being drawn out from your body and into them. There to ‘fly around’,
Structures of UnfoldingStructures of Unfolding
(📩100 words, a one-minute read) The sky lit bright with promise The dark earth sodden and soft The tree – the form returning life will use to shape itself. Like,
Signing off for 2023 – Happy Christmas!Signing off for 2023 – Happy Christmas!
With this post I’ll be signing off for the rest of 2023 and the first week in 2024. I’m sure we all need a recharge, and I find the festive
SoddenSodden
Sodden, like a soldier’s backpack hauled across the final freezing mile. The face of one determined To outlive, within an icy smile. A green chord, stroked arpeggio Denied its solemn
Metanoia and Light from DarknessMetanoia and Light from Darkness
This Sunday (17th December) sees the last of our Silent Eye Explorations zoom meetings for 2023. It’s been a fascinating year, and we mean to end it with a special
Shells from an Inner Sea (3 of 3): the inner flowShells from an Inner Sea (3 of 3): the inner flow
When we find that the process of inner inquiry described in the last two posts actually works, and we see that ‘finding out’ things about our inner lives is both
The surrender of final beautyThe surrender of final beauty
Sometimes, the moment just is … in all its beauty. The leaves, their work done, let go the link to their sustenance and fall through space to an unknown place, where their
What hollow world lies hidden?What hollow world lies hidden?
—-//—- What hollow world lies hidden Within these solid forms, Inviting me with eyes and mind to follow? How would I live as leaf or twig Or fruit as berry:
The hidden waterways of Bolton-le-SandsThe hidden waterways of Bolton-le-Sands
It’s like a Dutch canal system in miniature. It’s usually freezing cold, and seems to go dark quicker, there, than anywhere else we visit. Welcome to the hidden gem of
Notes from Explorers (2) the mystery and magic of identityNotes from Explorers (2) the mystery and magic of identity
On the third Sunday of every month, the Silent Eye hosts a Zoom-based discussion to explore one of the core topics of modern mysticism. This series of ongoing posts features
A Donegal Journey (4) : The Ring on the HillA Donegal Journey (4) : The Ring on the Hill
The wind howled at us as we left the car park to climb the strange hill to The Grianan of Aileach. It’s in the Republic of Ireland, near the border with
A Donegal Journey (2) : The Amazing Grace of Lough SwillyA Donegal Journey (2) : The Amazing Grace of Lough Swilly
I’d never heard of John Newton, until, walking along the gardens that front the beach at Buncrana, County Donegal, we came across an information board describing his links to the
Truth and her SistersTruth and her Sisters
Our modern age speaks glibly of the truth. We might even liken it to ‘knowing’ and entertain the idea that there is truth and Truth. The former would be a
Sir Grayson Perry : Smash HitsSir Grayson Perry : Smash Hits
Sir Grayson Perry I’ve been fascinated by the innovative and penetrating social commentary in (Sir) Grayson Perry’s work for many years, and not surprised when he was granted a knighthood,
Parabolic SpiritsParabolic Spirits
A friend and I were talking about parabolas; those strange curves which take in a wide section of incoming light (or other electromagnetic transmissions) and reflect it back to a
The Cross at TrearddurThe Cross at Trearddur
It wasn’t what I was expecting to see in the middle of the beautiful curve of Trearddur Bay, one of the jewels of the island of Anglesey, off the North
Beyond the Silver ShoreBeyond the Silver Shore
And will we weep while mammon rages. Beyond that silver shore. Heated words in anguished cages Fading, falling, dew so slow Reflecting endless sea With mind that longs for other
Gold and GreyGold and Grey
I love that moment – when summer sun and dark clouds fight to cover the land below in a fast-moving and alternating patchwork of colour and it’s absence. If there’s
Nine Keys (1) The Human HologramNine Keys (1) The Human Hologram
(Image by the author) Modern spirituality is aligned with psychology in many ways; one of them being that whichever direction we travel in on our quest to ‘find the real’,
Wet Summer LightWet Summer Light
Ulverston on a June day. Immediately after a dowsing in one of the rainstorms that have ended two solid months of sunshine and blue skies here in the extreme north-west
Water-Circle+Cross (5-end) Gummer’s HowWater-Circle+Cross (5-end) Gummer’s How
(Above: Gummer’s How – a simple walk with spectacular views. Taken from Fell Foot Park) There is always a poignancy about meeting up on the final day of one of
Where Seagulls DareWhere Seagulls Dare
(Unseen… till later, The whirling seagulls) Didn’t know they were there until I was reviewing the photos later – the seagulls. A whole flock of them whirling overhead, back right
Water, Circle+Cross (5) The Wray Home?Water, Circle+Cross (5) The Wray Home?
(Above: The approach from the lakeshore to Wray Castle) Wray Castle is an imposing neo-gothic building on the north-western shores of Lake Windermere. It’s not a real castle, but looks