by Steve Tanham
The Silent Eye For five years, it was Steve who was the principal writer of the annual workshops. I don’t think any of us had really considered that it would ever be otherwise. We contributed, both ideas and certain sections of the weekend, but he had established a format and set a standard. All who attended knew they could trust him to deliver. The … Read More Space for error
by Steve Tanham
The Silent Eye They placed him on a bier and tended his bruises and the flow of blood from his elbow. Bandaged and victorious, he was carried into the Temple of the Jaguars from where, elevated high above the level of the Ball Court, he was invited to watch the start of the new game, below. He wondered if this was just for him; … Read More Unexpected Shaman (7, End) – King of Jaguar – Child of Sun
by Steve Tanham
It was a page in Filofax Today it is an App Do I sleepwalk to a neck with chip To stop me taking morning nap? ©Stephen Tanham
by Steve Tanham
Originally posted on Sue Vincent's Daily Echo:
The car once more full to bursting, ready for the long drive south, and my companions either back at work or heading for the airport, I went to collect Nick from the hostel, ready for a morning in the hills. There were a few things I wanted to show him before he headed south himself and…
by Steve Tanham
The Silent Eye Manuel is speaking, but he’s wrong… This thought hits home as my unseen flight ends with a trip over the ledge that marks the boundary of a small incline. Ahead of me, the tourists turn and politely ignore the unhurt figure in the dust, though others are laughing. What was it that Jerome had said? ‘Shamanic methods are ultimately kind…’ The … Read More Unexpected Shaman (6) – The Ball in your Court
by Steve Tanham
The Silent Eye Reblogged fromAlethea Kehas Since my visit to the Nest, I have felt haunted. There is a restlessness inside of me; one which my rational mind has tried to reason with. If you were meant to be there, you’d be there. You have work to do here, it tells me. The work often seems illusive as I try to focus past the longing and stay in … Read More The Raven Spirit by Alethea Kehas
by Steve Tanham
Originally posted on Stepping Stones:
“Their Danses Which They Use at Their High Feasts”, Theodor de Bry, Engraving The elders gather; to the stones; all that remain of the Raven Clan. The Shaman, bearing the Mother’s heartbeat, draws to the centre of the assembly; there to be joined by the Spinner, and the Weaver of Lore. The Weaver kneels, offering a reverent hand skyward,…
by Steve Tanham
The Silent Eye The count had reached forty steps by the time the newfound realised what was happening. Below him, the rising air from the plateau smelled, newly, of summer grasses and deeply-perfumed flowers. The sun, near vertical overhead, beat down with a ferocity that touched skin which seemed naked; and yet fed, unburnt, from the sky-borne radiance. It was summer’s height and yet, at the … Read More Unexpected Shaman (5) – Life and Death on Kukulcan
by Steve Tanham
Originally posted on Stepping Stones:
This post is based on the outline of an exploration session presented at The Silent Eye (a modern mystery school) “Leaf and Flame: the Foliate Man” weekend in 2016. Whilst I have attempted to retain some of the flavour, and changes in direction, of the actual talk, the interactive elements of the exploration are absent, and since most of…
by Steve Tanham
Originally posted on dhamma footsteps:
POSTCARD #265: Chiang Mai: I’d decided to use this image for the header thinking the way I cope with my headache is an improvised thing, much like the way this traffic sign has been bent back into shape after something has crashed into it – then as I write this I’m distracted by wind chimes from the balcony of…
Sun in Gemini 
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