* ‘Gilgamesh is among the greatest things that can ever happen to a person.’ – Rainer Maria Rilke. Those of you with an eagle eye will have realised that next
Tag: mystery
North-easterly: Legends…North-easterly: Legends…
There are many stories associated with the castles of the Northumbrian coastline, some historical, others apocryphal, but it is often buried within the myths and legends that some fragment of
In the Similitude of a Dream III…In the Similitude of a Dream III…
* … At this his relations were sore amazed; not for that they believed that what he said to them was true, but because they thought that some frenzy distemper
In the Similitude of a Dream II…In the Similitude of a Dream II…
* …In this plight, therefore, he went home and refrained himself as long as he could, that his wife and children should not perceive his distress; but he could not
In the Similitude of a Dream…In the Similitude of a Dream…
* As I walked through the wilderness of this world, I lighted on a certain place where there was a Den, And I laid me down in that place to
Hunting the ‘Tree Demon’…Hunting the ‘Tree Demon’…
* …”Where Hu-Wa-Wa comes and goes becomes a track and all those ways are well trodden. As Hu-Wa-Wa passes through the forest the birds begin to sing… Wood-Pigeon moans. Turtle-Dove
A Second-Self…A Second-Self…
* Gilgamesh My vizier says you have tidings of some import to my realm? Trapper Great lord, I bring dire news! A threat to the kingdom… Gilgamesh Speak, man! If
The Tyrant of Uruk…The Tyrant of Uruk…
* “The Eternal City of Uruk… See how its ramparts gleam like copper in the sun… Climb the ancient staircases up stone more ancient than mind… Approach the Temple of
Behind the scenes…Behind the scenes…
It is an odd thing to put on a workshop where ritual and drama are mixed. Odd, but old… theatre has its roots in the sacred drama of ancient times.
Fragile strengthFragile strength
Unfettered beauty Riding the storms of Chaos Fragile as a heart There are few things as strong…or as fragile…as a butterfly. Their delicate wings can withstand both wind and rain,
Consider the lily…Consider the lily…
Riddles of the Night. 1st-3rd December 2017, Bakewell, Derbyshire. Sometimes it can be hard to see The difference twixt wood and tree Seek out the Lily and
Atrocity…Atrocity…
* “This is the way…” * * “Step inside…” * * “Sense the horrors of A far away place…” * * “Meet the architects of Doom face to face…” *
The right-side of zero…The right-side of zero…
* It is not until one sees a stone-circle in a kirk-yard… * * That one realises the difference in outlook… * * Between the ancient and the modern… *
One Stone…One Stone…
* Maiden: the pointiest… * * Mother: the reddest… * * Crone: the roughest… * One-Stone: three functions.
Where be dragons?…Where be dragons?…
What links sacred sites, ancient and modern? Are the clues all around us? Do the keys to heaven lie hidden in the earth or are there keys to earth hidden
The Wyrm and the Wyrd: The hidden valleyThe Wyrm and the Wyrd: The hidden valley
Tiny roads, miles from nowhere and barely wide enough for a car, wound between hills and hedgerows before finally opening out into the valley. And there, we became a traffic
The Wyrm and the Wyrd: Stations of the sunThe Wyrm and the Wyrd: Stations of the sun
We were up and away early again, this time well supplied with munchables on which to break our fast. We may have missed the dawn, but we still caught the
The Wyrm and the Wyrd: Solstice stonesThe Wyrm and the Wyrd: Solstice stones
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
The Wyrm and the Wyrd: BeachedThe Wyrm and the Wyrd: Beached
In joy thou hast lived. Beware of the Sea! If thou hearest the cry of the gull on the shore, Thy heart shall then rest in the forest no more.
The Wyrm and the Wyrd: HarlechThe Wyrm and the Wyrd: Harlech
Leaving Portmeirion and its mysteries behind, we drove across the estuary to Harlech in search of lunch. Stuart and I had parked beneath the Norman castle that morning when we
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: Rabbit-hole or Looking-glass?The Wyrm and the Wyrd: Rabbit-hole or Looking-glass?
We were way too early at Portmeirion. Our companions were not due until ten, the gates did not open until half past nine, but we wandered over anyway about twenty
A Bibliomantic Tale IX…A Bibliomantic Tale IX…
* * Our encounter with Dyffryn Ardudwy on the previous day had whetted our prehistoric appetite. The challenge now was to find a suitable site on our journey back en-route