Category: esoteric psychology

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.

Finding Gawain – Act Five (final part)

Finding Gawain – Act Five (final part) Deep within the Hart, the white hands reach for him… And, in the space between the single drop of blood leaving his skin and hitting the dry earth beneath the headsman’s block, the Bright One pulls his unresisting being out of time and changes him. Meeting no resistance and working within a the field of total trust, … Read More Finding Gawain – Act Five (final part)

Finding Gawain – Act Four

(image: detail from ‘The Garden of Earthly Delights’ by Hieronymus Bosch. Wikipedia Creative Commons) Finding Gawain – Act Four Reckoning… Within the forest there is a sense of reckoning. Plucked from Castille Diablo, the man who may once have been Gawain finds himself, again, with wild blood in his veins and standing in the middle of the Clearing of the Ways, facing the West from … Read More Finding Gawain – Act Four

Finding Gawain – Act Three, part three

Finding Gawain – Act Three, part three And then… And then, there is the sound of laughter rolling in from the hills…that host the hunt…that gives rise to the baying of the hounds…that draws exhausted, dirty, frozen and stinking Gawain from his muddy deathbed and flings him, like a mannequin on parade, to the gates of the Castille Diablo, and, via a startled but … Read More Finding Gawain – Act Three, part three

Finding Gawain – Act Three, part two

Finding Gawain – Act Three, part two By the time Gawain realises he had come back on himself, in a great circle of many day’s ride, he has lost all sense of time. The mighty oak – the largest he has ever seen, mocks him with the purple ribbon, tied around it, days ago, to mark his way. The ribbon was a gift from … Read More Finding Gawain – Act Three, part two

Finding Gawain – Act Three, part one

Finding Gawain – Act Three, part one In the sanctuary of the Castle of Camelot, he awakens; wet with sweat and wondering… Who is this ‘me’, he asks the cold air around him, remembering both the hapless Hunter Gawain and the Guardian of The Hart, the man who now belongs to the mind of the forest with the corporeality of its awakened White Knight. … Read More Finding Gawain – Act Three, part one

Finding Gawain – Act Two

Finding Gawain – Act Two  Gawain staggers from the castle of Camelot, the memory of the Green Knight’s bloody axe vivid in his mind as though the mere dropping of it onto the temple floor carried no significance, and its dark presence remains with him, still. Across the land he strides, stumbling and falling in the darkness, mouthing unintelligible noises as the full horror … Read More Finding Gawain – Act Two

Finding Gawain – Act One

Finding Gawain – Act One The last of the sunlight has gone. The light of the torches flickers in the great hall. The Table Round has assembled for more Yule merriment, but the room has turned to ice. The giant, green figure rides on his equally mighty horse into the sacred space of Camelot’s inner chamber. It is a monstrous sight; a circle of … Read More Finding Gawain – Act One

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