(Above: Red Wharf Bay in all its summer glory) Never go back! It’s a frequent admonition, reminding us that the world we find on our return may not have the magic
Tag: Anglesey
Heart of stone…Heart of stone…
It didn’t look right, even from a distance. There was a forlorn, forgotten feel to the place, even though it is readily accessible and, to judge by the wearing of
Return to RhosneigrReturn to Rhosneigr
We recently spent a few days on the island of Anglesey, just off the north-west coast of Wales. On the agenda was a personal return to Rhosneigr, an attractive village
A game of three halves (3 of 3)A game of three halves (3 of 3)
Continued from Part Two So, this one day, considered in all its facets, resolves itself into a journey, a destination and an arrival – an arrival at a meeting
A game of three halves (2)A game of three halves (2)
It is, still, all of it, only one day… Though now the winds that buffeted the bed-and-breakfast farmhouse have abated. I look at my watch. We have two hours
Of Ash and Seed – Pawns to castle…Of Ash and Seed – Pawns to castle…
As we hurried through the castle grounds in Beaumaris, a lone seagull was dancing. He seems to be marching on the spot, marking a rhythmic time with his feet. Worm-charming,
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
Of Ash and Seed – The mound in the dark grove…Of Ash and Seed – The mound in the dark grove…
“We might have to go back to the hotel…” I didn’t look around as I was busy following the car in front and anyway, the snowy mountains of the mainland
Of Ash and Seed – Candy-floss dawnOf Ash and Seed – Candy-floss dawn
We woke to clear skies…and heavy frost. Our after-dinner walk the night before had seen us wandering the deep, unlit blackness of the shore, watching the colours of the
Of Ash and Seed- OfferingsOf Ash and Seed- Offerings
“The druids – that is what they call their magicians – hold nothing more sacred than the mistletoe and a tree on which it is growing, provided it is a
Of Ash and Seed – Spotlight on the pastOf Ash and Seed – Spotlight on the past
We walked the short distance from the car park by the beach to what appeared to be a beautifully preserved mound, right above the sea. Appearances can be deceptive though…
Of Ash and Seed – BeachedOf Ash and Seed – Beached
We stopped for lunch in a surfer’s cafe in Rhosneigr very close to the sea. Once refreshed we were to go down to the beach to choose a stone for
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 – A room with a viewOf Ash and Seed – A room with a view
Holyhead Mountain rises beyond the cliffs of South Stack. At a mere 722 feet, it is only a small mountain, but then, Holy Island is a very small island of
Of Ash and Seed – Facing fearOf Ash and Seed – Facing fear
Jan arrived in time to share breakfast with the rest of us. She was joining the party for the day and was kitted out to cope with almost any weather.
Light Reborn: Awaiting the Winter Solstice – Jan MaliqueLight Reborn: Awaiting the Winter Solstice – Jan Malique
Jan, a Companion of the Silent Eye, joined us for the Saturday of the Ash and Seed weekend and here shares her own perspective on the day: This post has
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
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
Facing Oblivion, Scroll ThreeFacing Oblivion, Scroll Three
Greetings, high priestess Camma How humbled I was to receive your message, my love of so many years ago! We of the Roman army may think ourselves focussed and disciplined,
Facing Oblivion, Scroll TwoFacing Oblivion, Scroll Two
Greetings, Amathus How my heart leapt when I read the scroll your brave courier risked his life to bring. My own life has moved far from those innocent days when
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