(Above: the southern tip of Grasmere Lake, one of Wordsworth’s favourite places. The February colours will change, dramatically, soon…) It’s February; cold and wet, now… But in a few month’s
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Water-Circle+Cross (3) Roof of the WorldWater-Circle+Cross (3) Roof of the World
(Above: the beauty of Lake Windermere in the May sunshine. The day had begun well…) The Saturday morning of the Silent Eye’s 2023 ‘walking workshop’ – Circle-Water+Cross, began in glorious sunshine.
Emotional journey of the Deep-Me (Part 1)Emotional journey of the Deep-Me (Part 1)
The spiritual quest is simple: we need to: (1) Recognise that, in our present ‘state of mind’ we are not as we could be. (2) Begin to follow those ‘inklings’
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
Aligned with the Raven…Aligned with the Raven…
On the Sunday, after the workshop was over and we had packed the cars, a small group of us headed off on what had the feel of a pilgrimage. The
Leaf and Flame – Trust and honourLeaf and Flame – Trust and honour
From Leaf and Flame – 2016… The Saturday night ritual drama saw Gawain taken to meet his fate. The Green Knight waited in the Green Chapel to return the blow
Spirit-Born…Spirit-Born…
Tarot Card – The Magician: A conduit of forces From High to Low * ‘Love under will shall be the whole of the law…’ *** The wind blows where it
One name…One name…
Tarot Card – The Lovers: ‘open up and get out of the way.’ * ‘Leaf and flame hath but one name’ * Yva followed on Abadam’s heels, “O Abadam,” she
A spiritual ostrichA spiritual ostrich
There was an idea that has had me playing around with a digital painting programme. It also got me thinking. So, last night I toyed with an image from the
The Lion’s share…The Lion’s share…
*** Tarot Card – Strength: An unarmed, feminine character closes the mouth of the Lion. * … ‘Cursed be the man who eats a lion that the lion becomes human.
Bringing in the harvestBringing in the harvest
The heather still shows patches of purple although the massed luxuriance of colour has now faded; the bracken begins to turn to bronze and the autumn mists swirl in. Even
Aye of the Unicorn…Aye of the Unicorn…
Silent Eye Workshop – Summer 2019 – Scotland… ‘Within the Forest of the Work are found the Twin Natures, Mercury the Stag and Sulphur the Unicorn.’ The Philosophers Stone –
Looking deeper – Land of the ExilesLooking deeper – Land of the Exiles
Time seems to do strange things sometimes. It seems impossible that it is just a week ago we would have been starting the second of three knowledge lectures… a halfway
The opening of the Eye – the artists eyesThe opening of the Eye – the artists eyes
We continue our retrospective of past School events through Sue’s eyes… Astral Eyes-Painting by the companions, image rendered by Matt Baldwin-Ives Looking around the assembled faces as we sat waiting
The opening of the Eye – a mother’s tearsThe opening of the Eye – a mother’s tears
I was up to meet the dawn on Saturday, finding the world covered in a heavy frost and very beautiful. The morning began with a guided meditation. The companions gathered
The opening of the Eye – the drama beginsThe opening of the Eye – the drama begins
There had been hugs and welcomes, flurries of suitcases, gorgeously coloured garments peeking shyly from their wrappings, but most of all the joy of meeting old friends, many for the
A Preponderance of Stone: Pentre Ifan…A Preponderance of Stone: Pentre Ifan…
Images and Text from the Silent Eye Workshop: Whispers in the West… * Angles of Approach… * Concord of Stones… * Step forward Spirit… * Claws of what?… * Pinnacle
A Preponderance of Stone…A Preponderance of Stone…
Image and Text from the Silent Eye Workshop: Whispers in the West… Sky and Sea… * Crudeness of Precision… *Maw of Earth… *Inner and Outer… * Before and Beyond… *
Portraits…Portraits…
* Photographing stones… * * Is not like photographing people. * * Stones do not, normally, insist upon presenting their best side. * * Or veto the unhappy results. *
Wish you were here…Wish you were here…
* In Olden Times, Holidays were originally just that… Holy Days. The whole community would lay aside their workday duties and together engage in deeply or intrinsically symbolic activities that
A contract with wonderA contract with wonder
The glamorous sky seems an incongruous backdrop for mundane chimneypots and washing lines. Veiled by the pallid grey of low cloud or with a symphony of shades, the sun rises
Whitby Weekend: Within the AbbeyWhitby Weekend: Within the Abbey
We did not visit the Church of St Mary, perched on the edge of the cliffs. I have to wonder for how much longer it will stand and was glad
Whitby Weekend: Morning memoriesWhitby Weekend: Morning memories
Saturday morning dawned bright and clear. Allowing a wonderful view over the fields to the Abbey which would be our destination later that day. The plan was to meet on
Whitby Weekend: Night LightsWhitby Weekend: Night Lights
We had, finally, booked into our hotels and headed back into Whitby to join the rest of the party for dinner. Arriving early, there was time to wander the darkened
Keys to Heaven: Design…Keys to Heaven: Design…
* … By Fox! That is ‘Mister…’ to you. ‘C.J.’ – Charles James… * Sue saw the Banner Torches, unlit. I heard the drums. We both said in unison, “That’s