He stopped at the door, knowing they were all inside. Waiting for him, waiting for his ability to listen, to gather, to make pointed the urgings, the reasoning, the demands,
Category: The Silent eye
Facing Fear With The Silent Eye, Part 3 – Sorrow ~ Helen JonesFacing Fear With The Silent Eye, Part 3 – Sorrow ~ Helen Jones
Helen Jones continues the tale of her experiences with the Silent Eye in Derbyshire: I recently attended a workshop, with The Silent Eye, about Facing Our Fears, an extraordinary weekend
Facing Fear With The Silent Eye, Part 2 – Pestilence ~ Helen JonesFacing Fear With The Silent Eye, Part 2 – Pestilence ~ Helen Jones
Helen Jones continues her account of the recent weekend in Derbyshire… I recently attended a workshop, with The Silent Eye, about Facing Our Fears, an extraordinary weekend spent among the
Facing Fear with The Silent Eye, Part 1 – Arrival ~ Helen JonesFacing Fear with The Silent Eye, Part 1 – Arrival ~ Helen Jones
Helen Jones, author of Journey to Ambeth, begins her account of her weekend with The Silent Eye in Derbyshire… I recently attended a workshop, with The Silent Eye, about Facing
A date for the diary ~ Scotland with the Silent Eye, September 2020A date for the diary ~ Scotland with the Silent Eye, September 2020
On the trail of the Picts (plus optional Orkney extension) North of Inverness, Scotland 11th – 13th September, 2020 The Picts were a mysterious race who settled in the north-east
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
Lurkers…Lurkers…
Before any time away from work, there are preparations to be made so that my son, his home and his fish can manage during my absence. Amongst other jobs, the
Hidden Avebury: Seeking the UnseenHidden Avebury: Seeking the Unseen
Almost everyone knows of Avebury, the great stone circle within which a village was built. A World Heritage site and one of the most incredible sacred complexes of prehistory, it
EmergenceEmergence
The dragonfly perched on the sun warmed granite of the bench… more than I am allowed to do, as it still has to be drilled and fixed immovably in place.
Vexed by the Tribe 2 – the fabrication of complexityVexed by the Tribe 2 – the fabrication of complexity
We’re visiting relatives. It’s friendly. We have a light meal and some cake to follow. But then someone mentions Brexit and a cold frost descends on the room… My wife
Vexed by the TribeVexed by the Tribe
I am vexed… It’s a word you don’t hear much, now. Old English, I believe. It describes an agitated state of mind – and possibly body – when something nagging
Slimegrobbels and custard…Slimegrobbels and custard…
“Tell me a story…” My granddaughters and I were sitting on the floor of their pink-painted cabin at the bottom of the garden. I had evicted yet another invading spider
Primal ScreenPrimal Screen
Somewhere in the frontal cortex of our brains there’s a very special junction – a place where we learned to do something truly different with our minds… Let’s call it
Only a Horse and a SwordOnly a Horse and a Sword
We become habitual in our thinking. It’s a good idea (and fun) to play little games with our mind to help us look at things differently. One of these is
The Creature on the Beach Beyond ThoughtThe Creature on the Beach Beyond Thought
It lay there, head in the sky, gazing at the radiance. Its tail was still in the ocean of thought, the gentle waves urging it back where it belonged… The
Writings from the Temple III ~ BrionyWritings from the Temple III ~ Briony
Briony, who attended her first workshop with the Silent Eye at Lord of the Deep in April, first shared her thoughts with us a little while ago and continued earlier
Writings from the Temple II ~ BrionyWritings from the Temple II ~ Briony
Briony, who attended her first workshop with the Silent Eye at Lord of the Deep in April, shared her thoughts with us a little while ago. Here she shares the
Seeking a light…Seeking a light…
Rites of Passage: Seeing beyond Fear A weekend with the Silent Eye Derbyshire, UK Friday 13th – Sunday 15th September 2019 Beyond the serene beauty of the Derbyshire Dales, old
Three Days of the Oyster-Catcher (Part 7 Final) Face to Face with MacbethThree Days of the Oyster-Catcher (Part 7 Final) Face to Face with Macbeth
We were standing in the car park near Drumin Castle. Dean was using the visitor map of the Glenlivet Estate to describe the day ahead. We were to begin by
Three days of the Oyster-catcher (Part 5) – Stone in the SkyThree days of the Oyster-catcher (Part 5) – Stone in the Sky
You can’t miss Sueno’s stone. It sits on its own plateau, just off the old main road between Findhorn and Forres; now bypassed. You see its ‘hangar’ first, then realise
Hunting the Unicorn: The place of the heather priestsHunting the Unicorn: The place of the heather priests
Our final visit of the workshop was to be a silent, withdrawn location that owes much of its history to its very isolation. Hidden amongst the hills of the Braes
Hunting the Unicorn: Shells and fruitsHunting the Unicorn: Shells and fruits
Sometimes, on these workshops, the land and the sites are so well chosen that they need do little except be there in order to remind us that we are not
Hunting the Unicorn: the Fairy CircleHunting the Unicorn: the Fairy Circle
Sunday morning already… the weekend was slipping by incredibly fast, but we knew Dean had a lot planned for the final morning of the workshop. Our day began by
Three days of the Oyster-catcher (Part 4) – Sea and StoneThree days of the Oyster-catcher (Part 4) – Sea and Stone
I didn’t want to leave Burghead, not even for Findhorn; a place I’d wanted to visit for a long time. Burghead had filled me (many of us, I think) with
Hunting the Unicorn: “…of whirling air…”Hunting the Unicorn: “…of whirling air…”
The first stop of the afternoon was a familiar one; we had made a point of visiting the magnificent Sueno Stone on our last trip to the area. It is