Seeing the world in focus
Sue being overly modest… she’s really a very good photographer; and nine-tenths is in the ‘seeing’.
Sue being overly modest… she’s really a very good photographer; and nine-tenths is in the ‘seeing’.
River of the Sun, Chapter Eleven – Inundation “Vessel of Sekhmet, take our chosen priest-to-be and show him the path of initiation that lies ahead.” Firmly within the power of her magic, Amkhren felt the unspoken command to continue looking at the high priestess. His senses were so heightened that he could feel the approach of the severe Vessel of Sekhmet long before … Read More River of the Sun, Chapter Eleven – Inundation
+ Ancient Landscapes, Bakewell Jail, Ben's Bit, Doomsday series of books, esoteric psychology, Silent Eye School
There is fury in Bakewell Gaol. Outside my cell, doors are being flung open, tables are being thumped and voices are raised in what serves as the interview room. Despite pressing my ear to the shuttered grill, through which Yellow Eyes often studies my incarcerated movements, I can never quite make out the details of the heated conversations. They wouldn’t be that stupid… How … Read More Ben’s Bit, part 10 – Six Faces of Fear
+ Greek Myths, Heracles, Hercules, Higher Mind, Journey of the hero, Labours of Hercules, Mystery Schools, myths and spirituality, Silent Eye School, Uncategorized
Nine Deadly Sins with Coffee, part 44 – The Enemy Within .Alexandra. I had found the Lion in the window of a charity shop. It was a combination scarf, handbag and, now, hat… “I’m assuming that’s a lion you’re wearing?” asked John, when I sat down with my coffee and two butter knives. “Sorry about that,” I replied. “Best I could do – found it in … Read More Nine Deadly Sins with Coffee, part 44 – The Enemy Within
+ humour
I’m not really a ‘pub’ person. I love a glass of wine or three, and an occasional pint of beer; but I’m not a regular at our local pub. One of the reasons for that is, probably, that it’s a half hour walk away in this sodden part of Cumbria, and the journey usually involves a walk in total darkness to get home. Not … Read More The Fickle Finger
Orphia’s Liar (inspired by a recent theatre performance) ———– He hangs upon the frame of wood With leather bonds at back and thighs While she below who kneels and smiles Need only upward pout her sighs To see the flame behind the need And thus give wings to Orphia’s skies ——- Enmeshed in nature’s plot he aches And dreams of blood which deeper flows … Read More Orphia’s Liar
Still time to add your presence to this powerful creation… The Silent Eye ‘…I would beget and would be begotten I would eat and would be eaten I would hear and would be heard I would be understood being all understanding. Dance ye all!…’ – The Round Dance #5. Heaven in Earth “In which Gawain returns from his adventure relatively unscathed, the Veiled One … Read More Leaf and Flame: The Foliate Man #5…
+ Greek Myths, Heracles, Hercules, Higher Mind, Journey of the hero, Labours of Hercules, Mystery Schools, myths and spirituality, Silent Eye School, Uncategorized
Nine Deadly Sins with Coffee, part 43 – The Point at the End of the Nose .Alexandra. I had seldom seen him him laugh so much, nor so good-naturedly. The journey to ‘here’ had taken several weeks of thought, and I could – finally – see the care with which he had constructed it. On one level it was infuriating; on another–a much deeper one–I … Read More Nine Deadly Sins with Coffee, part 43 – The Point at the End of the Nose
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Pilea In recent decades, in the interest of energy efficiency, our homes have become increasingly airtight. Unfortunately, that also means that toxic chemicals commonly used in building materials, home furnishings and household cleaners off-gas and build up within our interiors with the potential of making us sick. The good news is that NASA research found that many commonly grown…
It was early December, 2015, in southern San Francisco. Bernie and I were on a week’s holiday in the USA. It was not cold, but was raining, which was good news for drought-ravaged California, as the first sustained rainfall for several years streamed from the skies across the state for most of our visit. This very British rain did not dampen our spirits, … Read More An Egregore called Dickens
The Silent Eye I wander downstairs… the world is silent except for the little grunting noises Ani makes as I cuddle her good morning. I don’t speak dog fluently, but I have a feeling these short, low grunts are an expression of affection; you only ever hear them during cuddles and that is how we start our day, the small dog and I. As … Read More Embracing the new year
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