“Stone and sea are deep in life Two unalterable symbols of the world Permanence at rest And permanence in motion Participants in the power that remains” ― Stephen R. Donaldson
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Snail’s PaceSnail’s Pace
The internet was playing up, the email account had been hacked yet again, pages were taking up to ten minutes each to load and anything that had images or video
The Time VampiresThe Time Vampires
It’s a tough one, this. I love technology and I have a lasting belief that it has brought us a lot of good… but a nasty feeling that we
Deep and PersonalDeep and Personal
“At what point should we expect the contact with the universe to become deep and personal?” The red-haired man in the corner had asked the question. He always sat in
Into the Dark EarthInto the Dark Earth
I have always thought that, from a mystical perspective, we are lucky to have winters. This may seem a strange sentiment, but I have my reasons. If we believe that
Riddles of the Night: Templar Shadows (2)Riddles of the Night: Templar Shadows (2)
Imagine a tiny village, just a few miles from a major Derbyshire town, yet unknown to most people passing by on the busy road between Bakewell and Matlock. The village
Congratulations…Congratulations…
We would like to offer our warmest congratulations to our Companion, Jan Malique, on her ordination as an inter-faith Minister with the Sacred Rites Foundation. Jan writes at Strange Goings
A game of three halves (1)A game of three halves (1)
It is, after all, only one day… Have you ever re-assembled a day into a different sequence? Been so involved with its contents that the threads seem to weave themselves,
Maiden Mother Crone, Part 3 – Balance by Helen JonesMaiden Mother Crone, Part 3 – Balance by Helen Jones
The next morning I woke early and went to breakfast – to find several of the group already there, including our guide. We hadn’t realised we were staying at the
The Three Limbs of MannThe Three Limbs of Mann
(A commercial example of the use of the IOM’s symbol, author’s photo) We have just returned from a long weekend on the Isle of Man. It is one of our
Endeavour and the Lighthouse (4-End)Endeavour and the Lighthouse (4-End)
There are two schools of thought on what to wear on a cycling summer day in which there is the possibility of a downpour, far from home… The first (Plan
An Eye full of Reflections (6 of 7)An Eye full of Reflections (6 of 7)
Apart from its sheer presence in the landscape, the castle at Harlech has a location that is breathtaking – perched high in the elevated centre of the small town,
An Eye full of Reflections (Part Five)An Eye full of Reflections (Part Five)
Our visit to the actual village of Portmeirion ended quietly, but with an interesting mosaic of happenings. We rejoined our colleagues, silent in our own conclusions – for everyone must
The Wyrm and the Wyrd: DescentThe Wyrm and the Wyrd: Descent
The trouble with awe-inspiring landscapes is that the camera can never do them justice. It is not merely a matter of scale, depth and perspective… the lens can capture all
Naked peopleNaked people
There are a lot of things that I could write about the Blogger’s Bash…and doubtless many will be writing about it for some time to come, but if I were
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
Flight of the Seer IX…Flight of the Seer IX…
* Shortly after the ‘Leaf and Flame’ event in 2016, the outline for, The Feathered Seer, workshop took shape for us on the edge of an ancient necropolis overlooking Big
Unexpected Shaman (3) – The head in the jawsUnexpected Shaman (3) – The head in the jaws
I’ve decided there is something Shamanic about suffering. The past few years have been challenging for me in a very specific way: whenever I have approached an important event, particularly
Unexpected Shaman (2) – two journeys to Chichen ItzaUnexpected Shaman (2) – two journeys to Chichen Itza
Jerome, my newly-found Mayan Shaman friend, was born in Belize, and had travelled before settling, for the present, in Yucatan, Mexico. I had been surprised at how vividly alive the
Unexpected Shaman (1)Unexpected Shaman (1)
Jerome (not his real name, but those are his hands) had been teaching us some elementary Spanish. We had been advised that the lesson was half an hour later than
Temple of the WindsTemple of the Winds
In Yutacan, where Mayan mind Once ruled a fabled land A mighty structure stands its side It is a temple of the wind Tumul its name, once whispered wide Upon
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