Month: January 2019

Becoming Nothing

‘Become Nothing’ He didn’t use those exact words but that was the meaning of what he wrote. The words were suddenly there in the moment in my consciousness… and I knew they were right. I had been reading a piece by Krishamurti – that fearless enemy of dogma, and proponent of the individual’s right to find their own spiritual path. It does involve a … Read More Becoming Nothing

Here sits the poet, lost in rapture…

By wind and mere and rippled flow And water’s mirror, sunlight’s glow To farther hills whose skin embraces Touching sky with changing faces Who sees the round but loves the whole And wrestles with that spirit’s capture Here sits the poet, lost in rapture ©️Stephen Tanham Stephen Tanham is a director of the Silent Eye School of Consciousness, a not-for-profit organisation that helps people find … Read More Here sits the poet, lost in rapture…

Here

And here we Will laugh in the gentle light coming through the slanted glass louvres, Will smile at the smiles of passing folk who smile at our smiling, Will drift, within this cheer, within, But, most of all, will plot and write… With tea… ©Stephen Tanham

Why not?

What we do… The Silent Eye Above Great Hucklow, Derbyshire One of the joys of working with the Silent Eye is the people you get to meet. Not all of them are part of the School; most follow their own Paths, which, though they may run in the same general direction, can take vastly different routes on the journey. None is inherently ‘better’ than … Read More Why not?

Though they may not know it…

Some very special thoughts from Stuart… The Silent Eye * The One animates Spirit with Light. Spirit animates Soul with Love. Soul animates Body with Life. The Body generates the Many The Many live in the One. * View original post

A church under wraps II

Originally posted on Sue Vincent's Daily Echo:
As we opened the door into St Kentigern’s church, it was fairly obvious we had picked the wrong time to visit. Not only was the sudden and relative warmth of the building steaming up the camera lens like there was no tomorrow, there was just so much to see… and we were still ‘not with it’…