Category: Consciousness

Crown of Leaves

There is within this ring of gold and green a voice Not of the river rushing by in flood Nor of the nearby street where cards of early Yule, like fallen leaves Are themselves passed by, vapid and unloved ➰ The old tree speaks an ancient tongue we recognise The naked and the dressed are what is sung The outer life stripped bare by … Read More Crown of Leaves

Stepping back from the noise

Are we losing the spirit and purpose of quietness? Quietness and privacy are intimately linked. We need that space inside us that can’t be intruded upon. It’s a place to go when we must make the most important decisions of our lives. Are we are losing the art of privacy? Perhaps even losing the idea of a right to privacy? The result is that … Read More Stepping back from the noise

Pale sun into a hallows pool descends

©Stephen Tanham 2021 Stephen Tanham is a Director of the Silent Eye, a journey through the forest of personality to the dawn of Being. http://www.thesilenteye.co.uk and http://www.suningemini.blog

Emerging from the Mist…

There’s a certain amount of ‘fighting back’ in this. The long period of Covid restrictions, followed by a summer in which we all got a taste of gentle freedom again; the sad death of the ‘third musketeer’, Sue Vincent, in March of this year; the inability to hold our regular workshops in the mystical landscapes of Britain… But then there were positive things: learning … Read More Emerging from the Mist…

Arnside and Autumn Pastels

At first glance, it has something of the ziggurat about it. In reality it’s the final bit of Arnside’s Victorian pier, taken from a short distance back in order to include part of the famous viaduct – nearly 1600 ft – that links Arnside with Grange-over-Sands. Arnside has the kind of beaches that you’d rather photograph than paddle from. The sands around here share … Read More Arnside and Autumn Pastels

Web over Cumbria

It was late Friday afternoon – two days ago. I set off with Tess for our usual evening walk; now getting earlier each day to capture that last bit of, hopefully, sunlight. Over the stone wall, something shimmered in the golden light. Something silver. It took me back several hours. I hadn’t paid it much attention at the time. Two tradesmen loading their tools … Read More Web over Cumbria

Midnight Mask

I’m not a fan of horror films. Many are simply exploitative, and the genre in general has normalised extreme violence. But once in a while I come across something that, to me, is exceptional, and only in the genre of ‘horror’ out of misunderstanding; or even better, because the ‘film’ has two layers of meaning… and if you stick with it, you get to … Read More Midnight Mask

If I could comprehend the sky

©Stephen Tanham 2021 Stephen Tanham is a Director of the Silent Eye, a journey through the forest of personality to the dawn of Being. http://www.thesilenteye.co.uk and http://www.suningemini.blog

An air of mystery

I love finding subjects where there is an inbuilt air of mystery. The above shot of Heysham Village was taken from the high footpath that links the beach with the village. It’s also possible to take the lower path, directly along the shore, but it can be a much colder place in autumn and winter. The two figures caught my attention. Although it was … Read More An air of mystery

How connected do we need to be?

It’s a thought that began after I’d spent a full day writing in various forms: email correspondence, working on journals from our students in the Silent Eye, and preparing blogs for the week. Each of these involved an intense degree of ‘connection’ – via the internet, of course; that universal highway of data and opinion. It got me wondering at what point ordinary connectedness … Read More How connected do we need to be?

Teasing the imagination: lights

Pictures telling very short stories… Unseen, Craven surveyed the street from the single window of his temporary dwelling. They wouldn’t find him here… Or, rather, there was only one person who would; and she would be warmly expected. Only she would be able to align the pattern of lights to form a visual ladder to him. The others would have tried to kill him. … Read More Teasing the imagination: lights

The Second before the Shutter of Life

We were spending a few days in Alnmouth, a tiny Northumberland village with one of the best beaches in the country. I rarely get to swim in the sea these days, but such things are of vital importance to our Collie dog, Tess, who loves to chase a ball down a beach and into the waves. It was early morning. I was enjoying our … Read More The Second before the Shutter of Life