by Steve Tanham
Nine minutes to One, part three – The Wishing Well “I suppose she sent you?” said the man with green eyes, looking down, sadly on the boy. “Who sent me?” replies the boy, in a voice deeper and more powerful than he expected. At this the man with the green eyes stands back, as though some link has been made with something forceful … Read More Nine minutes to One, part three – The Wishing Well
by Steve Tanham
Nine minutes to One, part two – Like Her And as he grew he dreamt of the mountains. Vast ranges of freedom in which his ideas would fly and soar through lake-filled valleys in the high passes, and his heart would beat in a different way, as though the body she fed had no place in those heights. And as he grew he … Read More Nine minutes to One, part two – Like Her
by Steve Tanham
Don’t think that you have seen this edge before Don’t count the times your boots have walked and crunched upon its sands ——- Don’t try to catch the sleek caress of countless grains of dust Blown on a wind that never kissed your face before But now demands it must ——- And, walking tall, stare into space between the sky and land And suffer … Read More Lost on the Horizon
by Steve Tanham
The air is blazing on the Greek island. There is a faint breeze blowing off the shore, but it does little to cool the afternoon. Sitting comfortably in my beach chair, I wiggle my toes in the sand, digging them deeper and feeling the hot, dry grains give way to the wetter and more compact sublayer of the beach. The tidal shelf extends all … Read More Ben’s Bit, part six – Far Away Places
+ Consciousness, enneagram, esoteric psychology, Metanoia, Nine Deadly Sins with Coffee, Silent Eye School, spiritual turning around, Spirituality
by Steve Tanham
I knew it was Alexandra. I could feel her strong presence as she entered the cafe for our Monday morning chat. Even though I could not see it, I could tell, exactly, the moment that she stood still to take in the scene, unmoving by the doorway, gazing across the busy tables, her vision locking on to the spectacle . . . I had worn the best … Read More Nine Deadly Sins with Coffee, part 25 – The Turning Point
+ Consciousness, enneagram, esoteric psychology, Lust, Nine Deadly Sins with Coffee, Silent Eye School, Spirituality
by Steve Tanham
I sat, nervously sipping my coffee, wondering where Alexandra was. It was 08:45 and she should have arrived at least fifteen minutes ago. I was on edge for two reasons: firstly, I was worried that a woman who was never late should be so, now; secondly, an honest description of that part of our mental and emotional make-up that was the enneatype eight was … Read More Nine Deadly Sins with Coffee, part 24 – Hot Blood and Innocence!
+ Arthurian Legends, Arthurian Poetry, Consciousness, Mystical poetry, Sir Gawain and the Green Knight, Spirituality
by Steve Tanham
In the original stories of the Arthurian cycle, the summer and autumn journeys of Sir Gawain, during his year of waiting for death at the hands of the Green Knight, are little documented and left to our imagination. In this poem, the Knight rests in a glade and becomes enraptured by a flower that reminds him of the pentagram, his symbol. The depth of the … Read More The Warrior’s Glade
by Steve Tanham
Alexandra was picking her way along the shoreline at the edge of the bay, probably cursing me. She was clutching a printed copy of the email I had sent her, asking that she bring sensible footwear – for which, these days, she read ‘boots’ – and allow a little extra time. The note closed with my offer of bringing the coffee. I had a … Read More Nine Deadly Sins with Coffee (19) – Rocky of the Rock
by Steve Tanham
I waited while she brought the coffee; waited and moved my feet around in the sodden boots, enjoying the effect the squelching noise had on those on the next table. Eventually, she returned, smiling at my continued noise-making. “Stop it – you’re just being bad for the sake of it!” she scolded. “I’m only human.” I said, wetly. “Thank you . . . “ … Read More Nine Deadly Sins with Coffee – Part Seventeen
by Steve Tanham
Serafina is sitting in the formal chair, I’m lazing on the old leather settee, which fits nicely under the angled overhang unavoidably created when the architect cunningly crafted the upper floor on to our former Lakeland bungalow. “Why irony?” she says. “Irony?” – I’m playing hard to get. As my portable shrink, she’s used to such tactics. “On the top of your personal WordPress … Read More Microfibre and tractor beams – a tale from the shrinking settee
by Steve Tanham
Standing in the Eye of the Uffington White Horse Looking down at the processional route from ancient times . . .
by Steve Tanham
As we approach the Summer Solstice, a few pictures from last weekend’s Silent Eye weekend in Avebury. These ancient and grand stones mark the entrance to the West Kennet long barrow. At a suitably private moment we experimented with chanting and found the resonant note for this beautiful place … Quite a sensation when a Neolithic barrow starts singing back at you …
Sun in Gemini 
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