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Coffee and Haiku Cake – “Sly Dog”

“Sly Dog” ⦿ Hissing flow on stones Green soft swaying, fullsome trees Sly dog drinks it all ⦿

Arty Tuesday – “Hiding in the Leaves”

  “Hiding in the Leaves” Third in a series of Tuesday Art pieces. Feel free to share or re-use, but kindly leave the notice intact to help the Silent Eye School.

Arty Tuesday – “The Seen”

“The Seen” Second in a series of Tuesday Art pieces. Feel free to share or re-use, but kindly leave the notice intact to help the Silent Eye School.

Arty Tuesday – “Coming Home”

“Coming Home” First in a series of Tuesday arty pieces. Feel free to share or re-use, but kindly leave the notice intact to help the Silent Eye School.

The Last Post?

We are now only two days away from the Silent Eye’s 2016 workshop, Leaf and Flame, organised by my two co-directors of the Silent Eye School of Consciousness Stuart France and Sue Vincent. I have the dubious honour of having the largest vehicle. Tomorrow, I will spend five hours or so loading the major fixtures needed to create the Temple of the Mysteries that … Read More The Last Post?

Nine minutes to One, part three – The Wishing Well

  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

Nine minutes to One, part two – Like Her

  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

Nine minutes to One – part one, The Bridge of Falling

  Nine minutes to One – part one, The Bridge of Falling Later, they told him that he had not come from the mountains. But that was much later… In the beginning there was a storm on a mountain top. He is falling, tumbling, blown by the gale as he falls, like a thing that no longer has a home there. There is lightning … Read More Nine minutes to One – part one, The Bridge of Falling

2015: Looking back from December…

Christmas and New Year have always been special times for me – Christmas more than the New Year, as I have always come to view the Winter Solstice as the start of the the truly new, rather than the formal ending of the calendar’s twelve months. The solstice sees the nadir of the visible light, as the solar ‘victory’ changes the face of the year … Read More 2015: Looking back from December…

Nine Deadly Sins with coffee, part 27 – Parts of the Whole

The first test would be to see whether Alexandra would be there, at all; the second would be whether she would launch a stream of invective at me, slapping down her written ‘resignation’ and thumping it for final punctuation in very British style. My first latte was half cold by the time I drank it. No show … I felt sad. I collected my … Read More Nine Deadly Sins with coffee, part 27 – Parts of the Whole

Nine Deadly Sins with Coffee, part 26 – Outside the Circle

Nine Deadly Sins with Coffee, part 26 – Outside the circle There was a chill wind as I took up my appointed place outside the doorway of our Monday morning cafe. The Summer had been a poor one for the North of England. Now, it looked as though the Autumn was about to arrive prematurely. I pulled my too-thin rain mac around my collar … Read More Nine Deadly Sins with Coffee, part 26 – Outside the Circle

Nine Deadly Sins with Coffee, part 25 – The Turning Point

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