We had no idea where we would be taken for the final visit of the day. We suspected an ancient site as the area is just strewn with them. A
Category: The Silent eye
The Wyrm and the Wyrd: Contrasts and small thingsThe Wyrm and the Wyrd: Contrasts and small things
The heat was both welcome and unexpected. Britain in summer offers no guarantees, but on this, the Silent Eye’s third foray into Wales, we had once again been blessed with
The Wyrm and the Wyrd: In search of breakfastThe Wyrm and the Wyrd: In search of breakfast
We were surprised to find that breakfast would not be forthcoming. While we could, undoubtedly, have booked it separately, it was almost a matter of principle not to do so.
The ‘Village’ and its occupantsThe ‘Village’ and its occupants
It is hauntingly beautiful. It sits in its own part of a lovely estuary, just east of Porthmadog, in the south of Snowdonia, Wales. Its name is Portmeirion and it
Divination by the bookDivination by the book
There is an ancient art of divination known as bibliomancy…divination by books. It has been around a long time…the I Ching, the Chinese Book of Changes, has been in use
The Feathered Seer – Part 3 (No. Really. The Feathered Seer!) by Running ElkThe Feathered Seer – Part 3 (No. Really. The Feathered Seer!) by Running Elk
During the exploration session on Spirit Animals, presented during The Silent Eye (a modern mystery school) “Leaf and Flame: the Foliate Man” weekend in 2016, one of the
Space for errorSpace for error
For five years, it was Steve who was the principal writer of the annual workshops. I don’t think any of us had really considered that it would ever be otherwise.
Spirit Animals by Running ElkSpirit Animals by Running Elk
Reblogged from Shamanic Paths This post is based on the outline of an exploration session presented at The Silent Eye (a modern mystery school) “Leaf and Flame: the Foliate Man”
The Re-Cycling of Life by Alethea KehasThe Re-Cycling of Life by Alethea Kehas
During the Silent Eye’s annual workshop this April, we engaged in a discussion about fear. There was, I believe, a general agreement that the ultimate fear most people, if not
The touch of Otherness #SilentiThe touch of Otherness #Silenti
In every mystical gathering, of whatever nature, there comes that moment when a correctly constructed ‘vessel’ is taken over – however fleetingly – by a sense of ‘otherness’. Experience teaches
Flying highFlying high
There was a heron in the garden when I arrived at my son’s home a little before eight o’clock. It stood on the deck, almost as tall as me, and
In memoryIn memory
There are some people who just light up a room, very quietly and without seeming to do more than simply be there. When you have met them, they do not slip
Grand designsGrand designs
No matter how I tried, the damaged camera would not focus on the tiny pyramid… which was a shame, because its structure was incredible. It is nothing unusual, just a
A silent voiceA silent voice
It seems a very long time ago now, before the launch of the Silent Eye, that I wrote “Coming Through”, about the way we are sometimes guided by unseen hands.
Until your will is mine…Until your will is mine…
— You may come this way a thousand times And sense that space of place unfold But it will never speak to you Until your will is mine — Or
A new year begins…A new year begins…
Like the joy of the sea coming home to shore, May the relief of laughter rinse through your soul. As the wind loves to call things to dance, May your
The Feathered SeerThe Feathered Seer
The Clan of the Raven has withdrawn to the hills. They have withdrawn to a high place in the sacred lands, nearer the heart… Their fires are dead, their hearths
Moon over Venus – part threeMoon over Venus – part three
Two people stand just ahead of the main group at the edge of a Llyn Carrig Bach, the sacred Druid lake which now lies just off the end of the
Moon over Venus – part twoMoon over Venus – part two
There are at least three dimensions to one of the Silent Eye’s discovery weekends. There’s the place itself, with its features – ancient and modern; there’s the social side, most
Of Ash and Seed – ContrastsOf Ash and Seed – Contrasts
It had been forty years since I last crossed the Menai Strait to the Isle of Anglesey and beyond, to the Holy Isle. I had fallen in love with the
Moon over Venus – part oneMoon over Venus – part one
Four hundred steps… six hundred million years… It’s a lot, especially when they descend one of the steepest cliffs in Britain. But it’s worth it. To travel through the known
Black tinselBlack tinsel
I was reluctantly obliged to shop today and saw black tinsel on sale. It seems somehow a rather odd departure from the usual cheery red, green and gold. But then,
Of Ash and Seed – theory into practiceOf Ash and Seed – theory into practice
For an event that lasts for one whole and two half days, ‘Of Ash and Seed’ has taken a lot of preparation! The issue is not that it is more
Child’s play?Child’s play?
She orders him around unmercifully while he looks at her with utter adoration in his eyes. If ordering does not work, she brings out the secret weapon…the smile, the cheeky
Facing Oblivion – December 2016Facing Oblivion – December 2016
Greetings, high priestess Camma Where my heart would speak I must make my rank as Roman soldier talk in bitter tones. I long to place my arms around you, once