Month: January 2016

Stanton Drew…

Originally posted on Stuart France:
‘Standing Stone of the Druids’ ‘STANding sTONe of the DRUids’ STAN-TON-DREW Stanton Drew

River of the Sun, chapter 13 – The Binding Voices

  River of the Sun, chapter 13 – The Binding Voices “Kneel before the sacred third point!” Amkhren fell to his knees and, once again, faced the clear lake of tranquillity at the temple’s centre. But this time, the sense of potency within his young soul threatened to overwhelm him… The Vessel of Sekhmet was speaking again, “Behold Shemu, season of Harvest, the home of … Read More River of the Sun, chapter 13 – The Binding Voices

Jumping Back In

Beautifully, searingly honest … a lovely sharing of part of a life’s journey.

+

Why Yoga and Meditation Shouldn’t Be Separated

Nine Deadly Sins with Coffee, part 46 – A Forgiving Girdle

Nine Deadly Sins with Coffee, part 46 – A Forgiving Girdle .Alexandra. I was trying hard to hide my annoyance but I could tell he knew. “Difficult one?” he asked me, but smiling at Rose as she deposited our coffees, none too gently, on one of the side tables – our usual had been taken by some non-regulars… the nerve! “More like all the discarded … Read More Nine Deadly Sins with Coffee, part 46 – A Forgiving Girdle

Tesseracting

I am proposing to add a new word to the English language… The new word is ‘Tesseracting’; and I want to use it to replace a beautiful word that, in my opinion, has been degraded to a point where its use is compromised – that older word is ‘Ritual’. My interest in the tesseract began as a result of the work of Stuart France (one … Read More Tesseracting

Simple space

Originally posted on The Silent Eye:
You know how it is… you have an idea, then try and find a way to put it into practice. What at first seems obvious suddenly throws up all kinds of complications and what had appeared so simple becomes a real headache. You wish you’d never thought of it, but it is too late to change your mind…

A Cellular Life #8…

Telling tales

Sue’s beautiful description of what we do…

River of the Sun, Chapter Twelve – Above and Below

  River of the Sun, chapter Twelve – Above and Below Sarkur the Stonemaster lay beneath Egypt’s stars, looking deep into the sky as though reading the story of his own life. As a young child, his mother would walk him to the cliff-edge, where the stars were brightest, and point out the patterns in the sky. For each, she would tell him the tales … Read More River of the Sun, Chapter Twelve – Above and Below

Nine Deadly Sins with Coffee, part 45 – Mortal Combat

Nine Deadly Sins with Coffee, part 45 – Mortal Combat .Alexandra. I brought the lion scarf-gloves-hat back with me on the next Monday, but tied it up, neatly, in a wide, red, ribbon. I placed it on the table before John arrived. It and his coffee were waiting for him on arrival. He smiled as he sat down and took in the tabletop. “Tied it … Read More Nine Deadly Sins with Coffee, part 45 – Mortal Combat

a sense of sky

Originally posted on dhamma footsteps:
OLD NOTEBOOKS: There’s a sense of sky, thoughts like clouds drifting through the vast space in the head… but I really don’t want to call it anything; giving things names gives them an identity and what happens next is, I become the ‘happy’ feeling. Feeling “happy” creates a ‘self’ where there wasn’t one before – “I” want to be…

%d bloggers like this: